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Our Beginning

Following is an excerpt from our book “From Madison Avenue to the Olive Grove”. In it we related how we started making olive oil in San Miguel Allende, Gto., Mexico. We believe it appropriate to have the following be our first blog as we begin a new electronic journey sharing our experiences and news from our small farm where we produce olive oil oil from mountain grown olives.

Prologue 

On December 1, 2015, my wife, Susan, said to me, “Few would believe what has happened in the last fifteen months. My Tuscan dream is now a Mexican dream and it will take an entire book to relate what has transpired in the last fifteen months. So start a new book.”

Today is Saturday, August 6, 2016. Last week, I sent my first book, The Light of the Serene Moon, to the printer, and I expect that soon it will also be available on Amazon.com. That book took me almost eight months to finalize due to the hectic activity of our evolving olive-oil venture.

Today is a special day: it has been exactly two years since we made our first olive oil; this great moment changed our lives, and therefore today is the perfect time to begin recounting these recent events. We hope you will enjoy the story that follows.

Learning about Olives: July 2014

Four days after retiring on June 30, 2014, to San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato, Mexico, I realized that the anxiety of having very little to do was driving me crazy. Prior to this, I had resided at our home in Mexico for eighteen months, working nearly seventy hours per week for my employer and traveling to New York every eight weeks. I had believed and even bragged that I had transitioned between work and retirement perfectly, and that I would be absolutely ready for the retirement lifestyle. But just four days later, five weeks short of my sixty-ninth birthday and having worked in New York City for fifty years, I was at wit’s end totally trapped, ineffective and feeling like my life was ending.

Over the last fifteen years, we had developed a small farmhouse on ten acres of San Miguel de Allende (SMA) countryside into a gated estate with two houses, two swimming pools, horse stables, a riding arena, myriads of gardens and many fruit and olive trees, all managed by an able family of three; its every cost had been properly projected and well covered within our retirement plan. This is what retirement is all about!

Given all that, one would think I would be very happy, but in reality I was bored; within days after June 30, I was already missing the activities involved in full-time work, as well as its related amenities (meetings, professional relationships, constantly changing environments, etc.). I had no hobbies or pastimes and no one I considered a very close friend to pal around with.

More importantly, I realized that I did not want to live in Mexico, even though we had o