We Forge the Chains We Wear in Life

I remember sitting in my private parking spot every morning thinking, "I don't want to do this." I felt trapped. I was 75, in good health, likely to live well into my 90s—yet I didn't have enough money to last that long. I was the Dean of the School of Business at a small university, with all the prestige, paycheck, and private parking spot that came wi…