During my first year of retirement/re-firement I kept a photo journey of “It’s Thursday. . .” and drank a toast to my new-found life each time. Fun for all to see, but especially for me. . .I got to drink all over the place!
I tried to pass on the torch, er. . .glass. . .but no takers.
Friends keep saying, “Where are you going? When?” Jokingly it became, “Where’s Weinberger?” Well, read on and you’ll get your answers!