A friend recently asked me my thoughts on mutual fund investing, seeking advice on how to build a portfolio. Rather than just give him some notes, I choose to right a post so that anyone can see my approach. It's certainly not perfect. I strive for simple and easy to manage. I do not chase the latest fad. I talk only about mutual funds, the same thing can be accomplished with ETF's purchased through a broker, direct mutual funds save a middle man, they are easier, if you don't have a broker.
I Should Write a Blog
I've been posting to Facebook with some frequency the past few weeks, my latest post drew a casual comment about "thanks for the blog" and then my daughter chimed in with a "you should write a blog."
This is my first attempt, playing with the google blogger tools to see what I see. This is very much a work in progress, well really more of an experiment, to see what I shall see.
Saturday, January 27, 2018
Wednesday, April 26, 2017
Birthday cards have sure changed. When I was growing up, my parents would give me a card, without failure, every year on my birthday. I rarely really wanted a hallmark card, they all said the same thing, a good message, but the same. A few of them survived my youth to make it into a keepsake box that I will always treasure, mostly because my mom and sometimes my dad picked them out signed them and gave them to me. Today, cards are becoming a thing of the past, often replaced with a quick post on Facebook or other even more passing wish.
Tuesday, March 28, 2017
I started this piece very shortly after Mom passed away. It was hard too write and even harder to revisit to actually finish it up. I can't say I have reread the whole piece, but I think it's ok, and I want to share it with some people who have been important to me and my mother. I have also posted a brief slide show, which you are welcome to view on BarrettPhoto.us. Following is what I wrote late last year...
Barbara Ann Barrett — Born April 13, 1933, quietly passed away in her sleep from cancer on August 19, 2016, at about 7:05am. That is how I began her obituary posted on Adams-Green website. Quietly passed away in her sleep sounds like an euphemism, a wishful memory of what might have been, but in my mother’s case, it is remarkably accurate, though brief description of the event. I want to expand on that, provide a few more details from my memory for my memory, so that I can clearly, accurately, recall the related events that preceded it.
Mom’s battle with rectal cancer began in the fall of 2013 at the same time I had a life threatening health crisis. My intrepid wife had us both in the hospital, different hospitals, shuttling between to oversee our care. Mom’s doctors, unsurprisingly suggested a witches brew of chemo, radiology and surgical treatments, steps that might stop the disease but with a high cost in side effects and life altering changes.
Wednesday, March 8, 2017
A few years back I discovered photo books as a way to make my images from travels a powerful tool for bolstering my memory and enjoyment of vacations and other trips. Before that, I had taken pictures, often printed some of them, looked at them and put them in a box or drawer. When I looked at them years later I really couldn't appreciate what I was looking at. The images just didn't work as a way to really remember the event. Putting those images into book format forced me to really think about what I saw, adding some organization and narration, allows my to save the memories much more accurately and gives me something that I can look at long after the fact and once again enjoy the experience. These books, for many people have become the ultimate souvenir.