Nomads of the Second Great Depression, by A.J. in Texas
For 45 years I was all about the Great American Dream. A 100 mile per day [round-trip] commute to a six figure pressure cooker job supported an upper middle class lifestyle. All that changed in 2001 when I was squeezed out of that job during a company transition to second generation children. Overnight, the new CEO and COO determined I was too traditional and old school for the vision they had for the company going forward even though I had served their father profitably for a decade. In quick succession I lost the house, the cars and a wife of …