Age brings introspection.
When you retire, when you withdraw from the daily hurly-burly to live on your pension (if you are lucky enough to have a pension), it dawns on you that whatever you will contribute to moving things along has pretty well been contributed. You measure your legacy.
It my case, the measurement often comes up short. But, on good days, not so much.
Even on a down day, I can assert with some confidence that at least I did no harm to the values I hold dear.
On an up day, I think about my students, because there is no political value I hold dearer than keeping the doors of opportunity that took me out of rural poverty propped open.
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