At 70, I retired and returned home to celebrate with my family. But that same day, I found out I'd been fired. – Story of the day

"As long as I'm alive, no one in my family pays rent."

I paid most of the bills: electricity, groceries, and insurance.

My daughter-in-law, Delia, wasn't working. She claimed her children kept her too busy, even though I cared for them four or five hours a day.

Delia seemed to come home with new shoes every couple of weeks, and her wardrobe was starting to resemble something from Macy's. She always had a reason.