Allow me to set the stage. A few weeks ago, I found myself in what can only be described as aFidelity-induced fever dream. A new family had recently moved into our neighborhood, and one day, I noticed the dad walking his two golden retrievers near my house. I was outside throwingthe football with Griffin, so naturally, I struck up a conversation. It didn’t take long for him to casually drop that he was some sort of managing partner at Fidelity. Insert eye roll. Naturally, I welcomed him to the neighborhood, and once I learned that he’s apparently some sort of “big deal” in fixed income over at Fidelity, I couldn’t resist pushing the conversation further in that direction.
