Wim, you've got the old priorities lined up properly. My respects, sir.
As for me, a maverick life. Out of the Navy I went to college in Bakersfield during the day and worked as a deputy sheriff at night (California). Then I moved to San Diego, finished a degree in clinical psychology, couldn't find a job, and worked again in the cop shop, this time as a detective sergeant along the California Mexico border. Went back to school, got an MA in Creative Writing and worked as a college professor until 1996, when I retired. During summers before retiring I worked as a freelance photojournalist in Central America (got too scary), smuggled cars into Costa Rica (not nearly as scary), and lived one whole summer in Guanajuato, GTO, Mexico, where I taught a course in American short fiction (in Engish) to students studying to become high school teachers of English-as-a-foreign-language.
During all of this I always took pictures and had my own darkroom. Now I can do whatever I want, and what I do now is, well, take pictures and write.
I have a few commercial photo clients, and I write articles , fiction, and a twice monthly humor column for an internet magazine. On the side I teach Introduction to Black & White Film Photography at a nearby college. Turns out the vast majority of the population don't know how to do that anymore, so B&W FILM photography is rapidly (at least for young college students) becoming an arcane and esoteric art.
And my latest column is about precisely this experience. If you've nothing to do, try
www.bisbeemarquee.com/ look for my name under columns. The piece is entitled "The Class."
So at this stage of my life I do whatever's fun. If it ain't fun, I ain't there.
Ted