
This post will describe the final chapter of my life — my retirement — the inevitable end that we all come to sooner or later. At age 65, I became eligible for and enrolled in a government-subsidized medical/health insurance program called Medicare. My wife had some good fortune in the stock market with Tesla stock, so I was able to retire at age 66 with all my major debts paid off, except for one house mortgage, which was being paid for by a renter. So it looks like at this point that I have enough of a nest egg to make it to the end of my life, I think.