"Everyone here used to be a somebody. Now they’re a nobody," says a friend who lives among retired big shots in a gated community in Florida.
I entered the nobody life nearly a year ago when I retired at 65 after more than 30 years as a Washington Post reporter.
Florida waterfront mansions (Elina Shirazi/Fox News)
People have asked me if I waited too long to retire. Simply put, yes; my precious wife passed away after a long illness three days after my last day at the Post.
Others have asked me if I miss writing. The answer is nope, this missive notwithstanding. I loved being a reporter. And I was ready to move on. They are not mutually exclusive....
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