
Jeff moved to Raleigh in 1971 to attend North Carolina State University and never left. He retired in 2020 after 43 years in various engineering roles. Jeff’s the proud father of two sons and, in 2013, expanded his family with a new wife and two stepdaughters. Today, he’s “Grandpa” four times over. In retirement, Jeff works on home projects, volunteers, reads, gardens, and rides his bike or goes to the gym almost every day. He's written several Humble Dollar articles that can be found here.
Whole Life Insurance Worked for Me
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AUTHOR: Jeff Bond on 1/22/2025
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Choosing the right executor/trustee
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AUTHOR: Jeff Bond on 12/10/2025
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Another HD Post About Cars
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AUTHOR: Jeff Bond on 5/27/2025
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How Did You Announced Your Retirement?
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AUTHOR: Jeff Bond on 8/13/2024
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Where and When Do You Spend?
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AUTHOR: Jeff Bond on 3/2/2025
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Home Maintenance Choices, Options, & Decisions
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AUTHOR: Jeff Bond on 11/5/2024
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DST Transitioning
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AUTHOR: Jeff Bond on 11/9/2024
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Long-Term Care? Who Has It?
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AUTHOR: Jeff Bond on 8/10/2024
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MY WIFE AND I purchased a 1942 bungalow when we got married in 2013. It met many of our criteria: price, location, spacious backyard, access to greenways and more. But the place also had drawbacks—including the one described below.
The entryway to the house included a climb up seven steps to a stoop. The stoop was small, large enough for only one person to stand while opening the storm door. The only protection from the weather was an old canvas awning.
MY RETIREMENT IN July 2020 came at a stressful time. I was recovering from knee replacement surgery and we were in the midst of the pandemic. Luckily, I had physical therapy goals to meet, and I’d already purchased a huge supply of reading material. TV, music and my laptop were also there to distract me. In addition, my wife had retired eight months before, so we had each other for company.
As the pandemic stretched on,
AS AN ENGINEER and a believer in keeping things running, I haven’t owned many automobiles during my lifetime. Instead, my focus has been on extending each one’s longevity.
Among the maintenance and repairs I’ve undertaken: oil changes, spark plug and wire replacements, carburetor cleaning and adjustment, belt and hose replacements, distributor and timing settings, brake replacements (disk and drum), master and slave brake cylinder repairs, clutch adjustment, alternator repair, radiator repair, heater core repair,
I BEGAN MY CAREER as a part-time employee for an engineering consulting firm. At the time, I was working on my master’s degree in mechanical engineering. I shifted to full-time when I’d wrapped up my coursework but before completing my research and oral defense.
Over the next four years, I finished that degree and passed the national exam to become a registered professional engineer. I also got married, and bought a dog, a second car and a house.
AS A KID, I WAS usually one of the last chosen for pickup games, be it softball, basketball or football. My athletic prowess was limited to being the fastest kid in my neighborhood, but it seems I lived in a slow neighborhood. I had moderate success on a local swim team, but again found that success didn’t translate to surrounding communities.
Into my teen years, I was plagued by allergies and asthma. It wasn’t until the late 1970s,
MOM AND DAD WERE products of the Great Depression. I feel like it affected every single day of their lives. Despite their difficult upbringing, they made good financial decisions that allowed them to live comfortably. Part of it was because Dad worked for the same company for almost 42 years. His pension paid him more than I earned in my first job as an engineer.
When Mom died in August 2004, she was almost 84.
WHEN I FIRST CAME across HumbleDollar, I just lurked on the website, convinced that everyone knew more about investing and personal finance than me. After a while, I started making occasional comments.
Finally, I’m ready to share some of my financial stories. My first topic relates to my misadventures with real estate limited partnerships. Note that all references here are to my then-wife, not my current wife.
I was in my first job as an engineer.


Comments
Ha. We religiously recycle paper, plastics, and glass. I have a special place for collecting spent spent batteries, fluorescent bulbs, and expired electronics. Did I mention that we compost? :)
Post: Ambulatory Ambivalence
Link to comment from March 2, 2026
Sometime after I retired, I collected all the change I could find and took it to our credit union so I could feed it into the Coinstar kiosk and deposit the result to my money market account. Considering the heft of the bag and how long it had been collecting, I was surprised to find the total to be "only" $38.05. For some reason I thought all the change would be worth a lot more.
Post: Loose Change
Link to comment from March 2, 2026
Dan - I did the same, but I was in my 50's. We split everything down the middle, but that meant I lost a lot of IRA/401(k) to a QDRO. It wasn't too late for me, either, but I had to start maxing-out my retirement savings and minimizing my expenditures. The thing is, I'm so much better off now marriage-wise, emotionally, financially, and socially.
Post: It’s Never Too Late
Link to comment from February 27, 2026
Dan - I don't keep count, but I'm surprised by the number and variety of invitations we receive. Nothing hits the recycle bin quicker than one of those large envelopes from Fisher Investments!
Post: Ambulatory Ambivalence
Link to comment from February 23, 2026
Kathy - if you're still on here. Please don't go. Your viewpoints are valid and welcome.
Post: If you have done well, be proud.
Link to comment from February 17, 2026
Mark - thanks for sharing such a personal story, but also a success story. Congrats on navigating those times. My memory of that time is also gloomy. My employer was living hand-to-mouth, I was divorced and struggling with some of the issues related to suddenly finding myself single, with less family income, and maintaining connection with my 21 and 19 year old sons. My employer was acquired, which was a relief, but then there was concern about employee cutbacks. In the midst of the GFC, my (new) employer publicized that there would be no employee cutbacks beyond attrition, but they implemented a financial austerity program that meant no raises, severe travel limitations, multiple authorizations required for expenses, and so on. It was hard, but it was doable. During this time, my manager informed me I'd been promoted but would not receive a raise in salary until the financial fog had lifted. Gradually life relaxed a bit. The following year I met the woman I would eventually marry. Luckily, since then, it has been relatively smooth sailing. My wife retired in late 2019 and I retired in mid-2020, just as COVID hit ... but that's a different story.
Post: Financial Trauma
Link to comment from February 14, 2026
I agree with Jack. She'll be upset at first, but will thank you later.
Post: House Move and the Upcoming Hassle Factor
Link to comment from February 12, 2026
Mark - your friend might use the "cash in the envelope approach". No credit card and no online purchases permitted. Tell him to put a set amount of cash for the month in an envelope and that's all he gets to spend. He has to record every transaction on the back of the envelope and count the leftover cash every night. The goal of this process is to increase cashflow awareness.
Post: The Monthly Mystery of the Vanishing Paycheck
Link to comment from February 11, 2026
Chris - when I was younger, and my kids were very young, I would tell them that when they were independently wealthy I wanted an arrest-me-red Porsche 911 Turbo with a whale tale and a rollbar. They are not yet independently wealthy so I must be content with my self-purchased Subaru Forester. They last time I rode in a serious sports car, I had the same experience as you, as it was a struggle to extricate myself from the vehicle.
Post: Choices, choices everywhere
Link to comment from February 9, 2026
Hey - thanks for posting this thought-provoking piece. My parents helped me by paying for some of my college expenses, and one time when I was in a pinch while buying a new home ande having difficulty selling the old home. I'm currently assisting one of my sons who is going through a divorce. He's simultaneously facing reduced household income and legal fees, along with unreasonable demands from his future ex-wife. I'm not really sure he makes the best financial decisions, but my goal is to get him to "the other side" of this process and see where we go from there. I've informed my other son. He's aware of he situation and has no problems with what I'm doing. Maybe I'm more sensitive to this because I went through a similar scenario with his mother, and my life turned out for the better. Every decision process like this is unique and subject to second-guessing. Rely on your instincts. I'm sure you'll make the right decisions.
Post: Helping Adult Children
Link to comment from February 8, 2026