The Stolen Retirement: Eleanor's Reckoning

I was looking forward to a quiet retirement after 35 years as a senior records supervisor, my future secured by a diligent pension.

My husband, Mark, had even encouraged early retirement, saying our son Kevin and his pregnant wife Chloe needed my help with the new baby.

Everything seemed perfectly arranged.

But at the county pension office, the clerk’s words shattered my world: “Your pension has been active and payments have been directed to a Ms. Sheila Dixon for the past three years.”

Sheila Dixon. Mark’s high school sweetheart.