I turned full-time Pro in early 1992, retiring from a high-level medical profession.
At that time my life had turned to feces and I was very unhappy. Just divorced,
I was in a serious auto accident, I developed serious medical problems.
I felt that I wanted to completely re-invent myself. I did so.
I am semi-retired.
I have managed my assets well.
I lead a good middle-class existence.
I have NO debts of any kind and I
own my own nice house and car, etc.
This week I traveled over 8,000 miles to exploit a few extraordinary games
in rural outposts, but generally, I play for a few days once or twice a month.
After about a dozen years playing BJ I felt like Willy Loman ("Death of a Salesman");
in spite of winning considerable money and being very often well-comp'd. I'd rather
be at home with my spouse, my cats, my faithful dog, and my comfy residence,
where I can indulge all of my hobbies.
I generally travel with a partner or two to keep loneliness at bay.
Living a (virtual) "outlaw existence" on the "fringes of society" is philosophically bankrupt.
with or without "mixed metaphors." L. O. L.
but I still mentor BJ Players who are serious about playing on a high level.
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