In February 1996, two years after Gloria and I moved to Mexico and after nearly thirty years of marriage, she, for no particular reason, asked me to leave. She said she wanted each of us to have time and space to rethink the relationship. I had only been working for Ricardo Salinas for a short time and was trying to catch up in the business world after my three-year sabbatical. I had no idea what had hit me.
Not only had Gloria helped me spend my entire savings, she sued for alimony. And won. Grandfather Jorge’s words rang in my ears loud and clear like a dog being trained with a Galton’s whistle.
The lesson? Save while the cows are fat. Even if you have a steady job, don’t be complacent. Most importantly, don’t rely on anyone other ...