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I'm 88, still working, and living with my stepdaughter. I lost most of the half a million I saved, but I still feel fulfilled.
I'm 88, still working, and living with my stepdaughter. I lost most of the half a million I saved, but I still feel fulfilled.

Business Insider

time7 days ago

  • Business
  • Business Insider

I'm 88, still working, and living with my stepdaughter. I lost most of the half a million I saved, but I still feel fulfilled.

This as-told-to essay is based on a conversation with Barbara Ann Patton, 88, who works as a notary in Florida. Patton said she works to pay her bills, as she has minimal savings and relies on her stepdaughter to help stay afloat. She said she was considering finding someone else to live with her so she could more comfortably make ends meet. Her words have been edited for length and clarity. I work now because I need to, partly due to some poor decisions I've made. I've always thought that at this time in my life, I'd be getting my Social Security, have a very nice pension from my corporate management years, and help some people financially. I can't do that, and that's a disappointment. My first retirement was when I was 53 years old from my middle management job at Ameritech in Chicago. Because of my husband's health problems, the doctors advised me to get him out of the cold winters and get him someplace where it was warm, so we moved to Florida. I took an early retirement because I had 35 years with the Bell System. Are you an older American comfortable sharing your retirement outlook with a reporter? Please fill out this quick form. We are especially looking to hear from people 80 and older. My husband could no longer work, and I was concerned that if I took the full pension, if something happened to me, then that would leave him with no income. If I took the survivor's option, where I got 50% of my pension, that really wasn't enough for me to be confident that we could get ourselves established in Florida. I took the buyout option. At 53, they figured I probably had another 20 years, so they gave me the cash that would have represented my pension through age 73. I invested a lot of it, and the return was 10% to 12% annually. We were comfortable financially. This ended up being a major mistake. If I'd taken the pension, I would now be getting somewhere between $3,500 and $4,000 a month, in addition to Social Security. I was trying to protect my husband. However, the company still provides me with excellent insurance benefits. I was retired for about 10 years. I played golf, tennis, and pickleball, and I acted. It was a great time. But your life needs a purpose. When you retire and decide you're going to play and enjoy yourself, that's good too, but it only lasts for a certain amount of time. I found myself really not enjoying things. In 2004, I wrote my book, "Warm Tears and Cold Rutabaga Don't Mix." It felt like a second freedom. It didn't make me much money, but I sure felt better after I wrote it. I went back to work for another 11 years as a manager for the National Cremation Society. I only left it because there was a change in management. I retired again. I ended up serving as a worship director for another nine years at a community church. When you feel like you're helping a company reach its goals, or helping people reach theirs, that's important. A series of misfortunes set me back While working, we were living in a gated community on leased land but decided it was best we owned our property. Our lease was about $300 a month at that time, subject to annual inflation increases. There was a home that became available by a pond and a golf course, which was in a section where residents owned their property. The maintenance fee was $75 a month. We had a plan to pay for the house over three years, with a $50,000 down payment, then $50,000 the next year, then $30,000 after. I looked at how my mutual funds were doing on a Thursday, and they were going up. On Friday, I called and asked for a check for $50,000 from our science and technology mutual funds. Unlike stock, if you take a withdrawal, it'll be based on what the market is at 5 p.m. the following day, which was a Monday. That was when the market crashed — $300,000 went just like that, and it never came back. I am still in the house with a reverse mortgage. I lost the money from my IRA. We planned to pay the house off in three annual payments. We lived in Florida for 20 years and never had a hurricane until recently. In the last three hurricanes, I have experienced damage, which wiped out anything that I could call a savings account. House insurance was around $120 for the year. Today, it would be $140, except I need hurricane protection, so that jumps to $184, with me having to pay the first $3,680 before the insurance kicks in. I still have a little over $20,000 in bills that need to be paid, and Social Security hasn't quite cut it. I get $1,943 a month after the $185 Medicare deduction. Each year, I'm almost $6,000 short. My stepdaughter lives with me, and she pays for the maintenance fee, which is $1,780 every six months, and the insurance, which is about $2,200. A failed business venture flipping houses with my husband left me thousands more in debt, which is now paid off. He had an $800 Social Security check, which I lost when he died, but I inherited his debt. I no longer have over half a million dollars in the bank. I don't even have a savings account. I cannot buy anything I really don't need. Outside of major expenses, such as my car, I'm very frugal. Groceries are getting unbelievable. I thought when I carried a bag that just cost me $100, it would say Gucci on the side, not Publix. I spend close to $400 a month on cleaning supplies, whereas I used to spend $150. I'm fortunate I can work, but the money isn't enough Since 2021, I have been a remote mobile notary public, and I often work more than 20 hours a week. I don't resent the work at all. I get companies all over the US who usually come through a notary agent. What I do is I download the documents, print them out, tag them for every place that needs a signature or some information, and sometimes schedule appointments. I meet very nice people doing refinancing, loans, and real estate sales. The problem is, the payment doesn't come most times for 45 days. In early May, I did three jobs, which were $360 total, but I won't see that for over a month. I still have printers, scanners, paper, gas — my expenses don't go away. I may go a week without any jobs, but some weeks I'll have four or five. I'll sometimes do some notary work for the community for $20 a few times a week. When the snowbirds go home, things back off. There's not a lot of business in the summertime, and it's a competitive business. I'm looking at doing some other work to increase my income, such as online sales. I'm exploring some opportunities for private broker roles. But when you apply for something and say your date of birth is 1937, that's a job eliminator. I'm fortunate that I'm upright, my eyesight is good, my hearing is good, and I'm mentally alert. I still use the electric shed trimmers. I just painted my courtyard. I can solve the daily crossword puzzle without a problem. I watch many of my peers not enjoy that. Most of my peers have died or are in an Alzheimer's facility or assisted living. If my stepdaughter decided that she's not going to live here and go to the other side of the state where her new grandchild was just born, then I've got to try to find someone to come live with me who can pay that extra $5,000 or $6,000 a year I'm coming up short with. I've got to try to generate some passive income so I can continue to remain in my house. I'm concerned about my future, but it's up to me to do something about it.

I'm 88, still working, and live with my stepdaughter. I lost most of the half million I saved, but I still feel fulfilled.
I'm 88, still working, and live with my stepdaughter. I lost most of the half million I saved, but I still feel fulfilled.

Business Insider

time7 days ago

  • Business
  • Business Insider

I'm 88, still working, and live with my stepdaughter. I lost most of the half million I saved, but I still feel fulfilled.

This as-told-to essay is based on a conversation with Barbara Ann Patton, 88, who works as a notary in Florida. Patton said she works to pay her bills, as she has minimal savings and relies on her stepdaughter to help stay afloat. She said she's considering finding someone else to live with her so she can more comfortably make ends meet. Her words have been edited for length and clarity. I work now because I need to, partly due to some poor decisions I've made. I've always thought that at this time in my life, I'd be getting my Social Security, have a very nice pension from my corporate management years, and help some people financially. I can't do that, and that's a disappointment. My first retirement was when I was 53 years old from my middle management job at Ameritech in Chicago. Because of my husband's health problems, the doctors advised me to get him out of the cold winters and get him someplace where it was warm, so we moved to Florida. I took an early retirement because I had 35 years with the Bell System. Are you an older American comfortable sharing your retirement outlook with a reporter? Please fill out this quick form. We are especially looking to hear from people 80 and older. My husband could no longer work, and I was concerned that if I took the full pension, if something happened to me, then that would leave him with no income. If I took the survivor's option, where I got 50% of my pension, that really wasn't enough for me to be confident that we could get ourselves established in Florida. I took the buyout option. At 53, they figured I probably had another 20 years, so they gave me the cash that would have represented my pension through age 73. I invested a lot of it, and the return was 10-12% annually. We were comfortable financially. This ended up being a major mistake. If I'd taken the pension, I would now be getting somewhere between $3,500 and $4,000 a month, in addition to Social Security. I was trying to protect my husband. However, the company still provides me with excellent insurance benefits. I was retired for about 10 years. I played golf, tennis, and pickleball, and I acted. It was a great time. But your life needs a purpose. When you retire and decide you're going to play and enjoy yourself, that's good too, but it only lasts for a certain amount of time. I found myself really not enjoying things. In 2004, I wrote my book, "Warm Tears and Cold Rutabaga Don't Mix." It felt like a second freedom. It didn't make me much money, but I sure felt better after I wrote it. I went back to work for another 11 years as a manager for the National Cremation Society. I only left it because there was a change in management. I retired again. I ended up serving as a worship director for another nine years at a community church. When you feel like you're helping a company reach its goals, or helping people reach theirs, that's important. A series of misfortunes set me back While working, we were living in a gated community on leased land but decided it was best we owned our property. Our lease was about $300 a month at that time, subject to annual inflation increases. There was a home that became available by a pond and a golf course, which was in a section where residents owned their property. The maintenance fee was $75 a month. We had a plan to pay for the house over three years, with a $50,000 down payment, then $50,000 the next year, then $30,000 after. I looked at how my mutual funds were doing on a Thursday, and they were going up. On Friday, I called and asked for a check for $50,000 from our science and technology mutual funds. Unlike stock, if you take a withdrawal, it'll be based on what the market is at 5 p.m. the following day, which was a Monday. That was when the market crashed. $300,000 went just like that, and it never came back. I am still in the house with a reverse mortgage. I lost the money from my IRA. We planned to pay the house off in three annual payments. We lived in Florida for 20 years and never had a hurricane until recently. In the last three hurricanes, I have experienced damage, which wiped out anything that I could call a savings account. House insurance was around $120 for the year. Today, it would be $140, except I need hurricane protection, so that jumps to $184, with me having to pay the first $3,680 before the insurance kicks in. I still have a little over $20,000 in bills that need to be paid, and Social Security hasn't quite cut it. I get $1,943 a month after the $185 Medicare deduction. Each year, I'm almost $6,000 short. My stepdaughter lives with me, and she pays for the maintenance fee, which is $1,780 every six months, and the insurance, which is about $2,200. A failed business venture flipping houses with my husband left me thousands more in debt, which is now paid off. He had an $800 Social Security check, which I lost when he died, but I inherited his debt. I no longer have over half a million dollars in the bank. I don't even have a savings account. I cannot buy anything I really don't need. Outside of major expenses, such as my car, I'm very frugal. Groceries are getting unbelievable. I thought when I carried a bag that just cost me $100, it would say Gucci on the side, not Publix. I spend close to $400 a month on cleaning supplies, whereas I used to spend $150. I'm fortunate I can work, but the money isn't enough Since 2021, I have been a remote mobile notary public, and I often work more than 20 hours a week. I don't resent the work at all. I get companies all over the US who usually come through a notary agent. What I do is I download the documents, print them out, tag them for every place that needs a signature or some information, and sometimes schedule appointments. I meet very nice people doing refinancing, loans, and real estate sales. The problem is, the payment doesn't come most times for 45 days. In early May, I did three jobs, which were $360 total, but I won't see that for over a month. I still have printers, scanners, paper, gas — my expenses don't go away. I may go a week without any jobs, but some weeks I'll have four or five. I'll sometimes do some notary work for the community for $20 a few times a week. When the snowbirds go home, things back off. There's not a lot of business in the summertime, and it's a competitive business. I'm looking at doing some other work to increase my income, such as online sales. I'm exploring some opportunities for private broker roles. But when you apply for something and say your date of birth is 1937, that's a job eliminator. I'm fortunate that I'm upright, my eyesight is good, my hearing is good, and I'm mentally alert. I still use the electric shed trimmers. I just painted my courtyard. I can solve the daily crossword puzzle without a problem. I watch many of my peers not enjoy that. Most of my peers have died or are in an Alzheimer's facility or assisted living. If my stepdaughter decided that she's not going to live here and go to the other side of the state where her new grandchild was just born, then I've got to try to find someone to come live with me who can pay that extra $5,000 or $6,000 a year I'm coming up short with. I've got to try to generate some passive income so I can continue to remain in my house. I'm concerned about my future, but it's up to me to do something about it.

Why does Akron have the 330 area code? It used to be something else
Why does Akron have the 330 area code? It used to be something else

Yahoo

time24-03-2025

  • Automotive
  • Yahoo

Why does Akron have the 330 area code? It used to be something else

March 30 used to be Feb. 16 in the Akron-Canton area. Calendars didn't change. Our phone numbers did. Northeast Ohio residents will celebrate 330 Day on March 30 as a loving tribute to regional telecommunications. March 30 — or 3/30 — coincides with the area code 330. As older citizens can attest, the penultimate day of the month used to pass without commemoration. The 330 has been around for less than 30 years. We used to be 216 just like Cleveland. Gather around, children. Ohio's area codes began in 1947 as part of AT&T's nationwide numbering plan. AT&T, formerly the American Telegraph & Telephone Co., used to be a regulated monopoly that oversaw all phone services in the country. Initially, the Buckeye State had only four area codes under the Ohio Bell Telephone Co.: ∎ 216: Northeast Ohio. ∎ 419: Northwest Ohio. ∎ 513: Southwest Ohio. ∎ 614: Central Ohio. After AT&T broke up in 1984 as part of an antitrust settlement, the five Midwestern operating companies — Ohio Bell, Illinois Bell, Indiana Bell, Michigan Bell and Wisconsin Bell — adopted the name Ameritech. Akron used the 216 area code for nearly 50 years. Did anyone ever celebrate Feb. 16 — or 2/16 — as 216 Day? Not really. We were too busy hanging out at the mall. By the mid-1990s, Ameritech faced a crisis in Northeast Ohio. The growing popularity of fax machines, pagers and cellphones meant that 216 would run out of numbers by late 1996. At the time, there were about 2.5 million landlines and 200,000 cellphones in the region. Ameritech decided to divide area code 216. The southern portion, including Akron, Canton, Youngstown, Kent and Medina, would become 330. About 900,000 land-based phones and 100,000 cellphones and pagers got the new area code. In addition, hundreds of thousands of fax machines and computer modems had to be reprogrammed. Companies scrambled to notify customers and clients about the switch. It wasn't easy. For example, Goodyear Tire & Rubber Co. had 5,500 phones and 130 fax machines at its headquarters in Akron. Ameritech phased in the change March 9, 1996. When it became official June 29, callers who incorrectly dialed 216 received a recorded message telling them that the area code had changed. There was a lot of grumbling, but people eventually got the hang of it. We've been 330 ever since. Well, most of us. The surge in cellphone use necessitated the addition of another area code — 234 — as an overlay to 330 in October 1999, about the same time that Ameritech merged with SBC Communications. Today, Ohio has 15 area codes. So far, there has been no push to hold 234 Day parties on Feb. 34. Oh, wait. Yeah, never mind. Mark J. Price can be reached at mprice@ This article originally appeared on Akron Beacon Journal: How did Akron get the 330 area code?

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