There’s always something to howl about.

Retirement — A New Class Being Created

In the seminars we’ve been conducting in San Diego and out of state, we’ve been noticing a common denominator that is becoming more and more troublesome to us. It’s the number of stories being told of parents, grandparents, or the storytellers themselves.

It often begins with, “My dad is in his 70’s, healthy, and owns his home free and clear. He has Social Security, a small annuity, plus the income from his life savings. It all adds up to around $35,000 a year or so. His retirement years aren’t anything like he planned — and he’s becoming more disillusioned each year.”

That’s sad enough on its own merit. How would you like to live your so called Golden Years pinching pennies in a 50+ year old house, and enough after tax income to survive? Now imagine what his kids must think as they begin to enter their 50’s. “Is that my future? Why bother?”

Why bother indeed. Let’s crank up the way-back machine, and see if we can’t shed some light on Dad’s thinking when he was in his 20’s and 30’s.

Let’s say he was 25 in 1957. What if…..

What if we found Dad in ’57 and gave him a choice. He could work hard, invest in real estate, make some sacrifices early in life, and end up with a pretty nice retirement. His other choice would be in the form of a guarantee. How about we guarantee him a $35,000 annual income AND a free and clear home? The median income back then was no doubt less than $10,000 a year. I’ll bet he’d have taken the guarantee. To him it would have been a no-brainer. Yet folks who today find themselves in that exact position are leading lives far different than they ever envisioned.

True Story

I was talking with a prospect the other day, who lives in another state. His parents live in an adjoining state, are retired, and in their 70’s. They enjoy very good health, and are able physically to travel. They are living the very life described above — an old free and clear home, with a little less than $35,000 a year before taxes to live on. How’s that workin’ out? Fortunately all but one of their kids’ families live in the same city. My prospect lives a six hour drive away from them. When I asked how often his parents get to see him and their grandkids he got quiet. They had to stop flying there a couple times a year because they just couldn’t afford it any longer. So the last several visits have been by car — six hours each way at 75 years old. Their most recent visit? It was postponed because they couldn’t afford the gas for the drive.

How’s that guarantee working out for you so far? It’s not funny, is it? My kids are both in their 20’s and will some day make me a grandpa. I can’t imagine the hurt of being unable to see my kids and their kids because I couldn’t afford it.

Multiply this story by a few hundred thousand times over the next decade. There are going to be a lot of folks in a very bad mood most of the time. It’s the birth of a new class. Their free and clear home will, in reality, become their prison. For people who worked hard for 30-40 years, and got exactly what they wanted for retirement, this will be a very bitter pill to swallow.

And they’ll be swallowing that pill every day for the rest of their lives — knowing it’s the result of their own plan.

Is this you?

Here we are in the spring of 2007. You’re in your late 40’s, early-mid 50’s. There’s an 80% chance the following describes your current financial position.

  • You own your own home with a mortgage — it’s about 50-80% of the home’s value
  • You have a 401(k) or IRA with a current balance of less than $60,000 — surely less than $200,000
  • You have less than $10,000 cash available at any given time — usually less than $5,000
  • You own either one rental or, much more likely, have invested in no other real estate
  • Outside of your periodic and relatively small 401(k) contributions, you save very little money

Sound familiar? Let’s say as you read this you’re 51 years old. If you’re beginning to get that bad feeling in the pit of your stomach — go with it. You are in big trouble. And if you don’t begin to change your thinking and get yourself a Purposeful Plan, you’ll find yourself part of the emerging new class.

Waking up one morning with the realization your home is now your prison, isn’t my idea of the Golden Years.