By Jody Chudley My father was an accountant.
Not the kind of accountant who wore a fancy suit and was a partner at a “Big Four” accounting firm pulling in six figures…
He was more of a “grind it out every day for decades” bookkeeper at a small private business.
My father was a reliable, honest employee – exactly the kind of accountant a business like that needs.
Despite my father spending four decades at the same job, his annual vacation entitlement was always just two weeks. (No wonder he was thrilled when it came time to retire.)
My mom was a teacher.
Not just any teacher, but a …read more
