Yep that's me. Specially the shy part. Actually I retired at 47..Boy..it's been a while now. I retired to take care of my father in law. He and my wife were like oil and water..no mixing.. except mixing it up.. So we went fishin..and hunting. and 4 wheeling. and we grew the garden etc etc. And I had the shootin stuff that I messed with. Well Father in Law died bout 9 yrs ago. Still do a bit of that shootin stuff.. Doing a little gunsmithing right now.. and tried for a nice little ol elk this year again. Ain't many elks up in them mountains now. The wolfies are really hurting them..as are the grizz. Lotta stress on 'em being chased all the time.. Been trying for some yotes here lately. They be getting really smart in this Neck O' the Woods. Still wake up at 0 dark thirty but have learned to turn over and go back to sleep..sometimes it actually happens. Still do the garden stuff but on an even larger scale. Gonna get bigger this year too. Couple acres of sweet corn and all the trimmings. Sell stuff at farmers markets. Did right good last year. Always busy. Now I got somethin to say bout retiring..I have a friend a year older back in Maryland. Had a very impotent job with the Gummit in the past..retired from that and went to work for a bank..Told me the other day..he's got cancer..pretty advanced too. A word to the peanut gallery. If ya have a good chance to retire..do it. You may not get the chance later. He isn't gonna. We were going to go to Argentina in late June this year. Dove shootin. Ain't gonna happen for him now
Sucks for certain. Course part of the reason he didn't retire was havin to be to home with his missus all the time. Even he couldn't do it.
When ya look the word witch up in the dictionary..there's her pitcher right next to it. Or if'n the word starts with a B there's her pitcher again..
Sometimes the who thing with life sucks..