Now it's a matter of Maine in the summer and the Southwest the rest of the year. Freddy spends, I would estimate, about three hours of his day at "work" if you can call it work. The rest of the time he either flatly loafs or spends fishing or hunting with the Indians. The Indians, by the way, think his painting is just wonderful. Anybody else in town will tell you flatly that he is the world's worst artist. Next: Chapter 3 - When to Retire
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