Do You Want To Make Money Or Just Fool Around?
I figured life was great.
I taught high school English on an island in the Pacific. I could ski on weekend mornings. After lunch, I could ride my bike or kayak in the ocean.
When I wasn’t grading student essays, I wrote about money. I had a freelance gig with MoneySense magazine.
It wasn’t a tropical paradise, but it was an outdoor mecca.
I lived on Vancouver Island, in British Columbia, Canada. And my job provided a gold-plated pension. Upon retirement, it promised income every month until I pushed daisies.
I imagined the money rolling in, while I would bask on a tropical beach in my 60s. However, I soon asked a question that might sound familiar: “What distant gems might I be missing?”
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