72 years of Daddy's love

Today would have been my Daddy’s 107th birthday. But the problem is, I was already 72 when I lost him. And when things go on that long, you just kind of expect them to go on forever. And then they don’t. Daddy advised me to never retire as long as I can work, because retirement isn’t really a biblical concept - except as punishment. Besides, I like what I do! I’m a financial planner serving hundreds of clients whom I love. I think Daddy lived to 100 just to show us that he could d...