Granddaughter Elishe introduced me to Facebook, thus opening the email portal with former high school students, friends and relatives. The latest round of emails began with Elishe, announcing a pregnancy and describing the parent-teacher conferences in the school where she teaches in Jerusalem.

Then an email from Nephew Lee, the talented composer in Brooklyn, giving me access to his 7000 picture gallery and editing my family tree.

An email from Cousin Chuck in California

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writen after an 11-day road trip.

I had little connection to electronics while on the road – just a quick email check here and there. I really wanted it all to just … be … unfold … flow. And it pretty much did. Reaching the last days, I still had a need to get back, driven by different considerations than when I was working (meaning I needed to get back for the Bonnie Raitt concert and some other things).

But t

I moved to Germany this year with my husband when he took retirement .Ive been a "house wife "come part time jewellery making teacher for the past 20 years so I didn't know how i would feel having company around all day but It is fun most of the time .We are finding out so much about starting a new life in a new place that we don't have time to sit still .I have just started a blog about our life here to let folk know there is life beyond work .I would love to here from other folk that are thin

Reading the newspaper article about Anders Breivik, the right-wing assassin responsible for an attack unparalleled in Norway’s history, I think of the chain of events which brought him to my mind.

“It could have been us,” wrote Lee Brooks, my dear talented nephew, musical director of the annual Oslo Freedom Forum. The forum, supported by world leaders, Amnesty International, the Nobel Peace Center, the University of Oslo and others--business, political and cultural leaders as well as

I was recently asked when I was going to retire. I replied that I hadn’t quite made my mind up between the Goodyears or the Firestones, then again Yokohamas were an inexpensive choice while Pirelli’s, though my favorite, at this stage of my life, may last longer than me!

So that got me to thinking that maybe the decision to buy new tires was like a metaphor for Retiring, or at least buying into a new stage of life. First question:

What makes a car stable? Well, it has four

For my first story on Stage of Life, I will attempt to answer the question,"How did I get Here?"

As a Christmas present for my mother last year my son and I produced a music video to celebrate her life and have some fun with the fact that she had bought herself a Mazda Miata at the age of 83. We posted it on Youtube so family and friends could share in the fun. I thought Mazda might find it funny and it ended up on a e-magazine sub-site for Miata owners.

One day last week

Ah, retirement. The golden years. That glorious time that we Americans look forward to after pouring our blood, sweat and tears into careers spanning up to, or even over, five decades. And who can blame us? We continually (sometimes agonizingly) put nearly everything we have into our jobs perhaps even to the point of missing soccer games, dance recitals, family reunions... We give those jobs our all in order to provide for our families. We pay our bills and our taxes. We provide shelter for our

The big 6...0 is coming up. It's just amazing how quickly life proceeds. I remember my grandmother saying when she turned 90, "I look in the mirror and wonder who I'm looking at because I still feel 18 inside." Well, maybe we stay 18 in heaven. But in the here and now, I'm starting to relate to Grandma--just a little bit. My short story is this: college, grad school in Canada, met Nancy, four boys (one at home)and all doing well, one "grand-dog" (we're patiently waiting). I'm back to work

Now that our children are grown and self-sufficient (at least most of the time, lol) it is time for us to think about our future. That future definitely includes Florida’s Gulf area for the long term, and we intend to take advantage of the down housing market to find a bargain-priced place in the sun that we can use in the interim before retirement age comes along.
My husband works with a road construction company, and we live in Ohio, so work is sparse around here in the wintertime. Road

My husband and I are both in our mid-60's and our children are grown. We're both still working (no retirement here), and with some of the extra time on our hands, we enjoy traveling.

We've been lucky, having traveled quite a bit.

In fact, by many people's standards, we've been on quite of few "dream vacations" already: Germany (twice), Greece, England, Italy, Ireland, cruises, and we're going to Spain this October to celebrate my 65th birthday.

However, wh