Today is Memorial Day in the United States. When I was growing up it was never very clear what the purpose of the day was. I don’t know if we didn’t talk about it in school or we did and it didn’t stick. Regardless, when I was growing up it seemed to be little more than one of two three-day weekends which bookended the Summer. It wasn’t till I was an adult that I came to understand what Memorial Day was about.
When I was a freshman in college, my first computer game was published. Coincidentally, when I was a freshman in college, my last computer game was published. Which is, in other words, to say that when I was a freshman in college, the ONE time a computer game I had written was published.
Here is my graduation speech, from one decidedly not-famous speaker to my decidedly wonderful soon-to-be graduate.
You’ve accomplished one of your life goals and now you have the wonderful and enviable opportunity to ask yourself the question: What comes next?
When I first started writing these … whatever they are: columns, postings, articles, I imagined I was writing them to my kids. I wanted them to know more about me and I imagined I would share with them wisdom and answers that I had come to over my life. This week reminded me that I still have real and substantive questions ahead of me and I don’t have answers for myself, let alone anything I would want to offer to anyone else. This week I was thinking about retirement.