From way back in the days during the marriage from which I am now freed, we once had enough money from an inheritance to actually be invested. Many poorly informed decisions decreased its value over time. Nevertheless, we had a lovely investment counselor at the bank who had become someone to share personal stories with and laugh together over family quirks. It has never become the type of friendship that means going out for coffee and muffins or any other type of socializing, yet, I value her and stopped in to see her one day last week.
We caught up with much of the pertinent chapters in our respective stories,and in so doing, she confided that her husband had endured several layoffs in recent years.
He had obtained significant help from an agency called
