Ah. That would have been me (only at 50, rather than 60) when my previous company consolidated IT in North America. My option on staying with the global IT group would have involved getting trained on the latest in project management (two month course in Germany, where the parent company is HQed) and then traveling around North America getting blamed for hopeless projects. I think I’d have preferred delivering wine.
Instead I lucked into a job where I got to be tech support/developer/database administrator AND drive to work most days with my wife, who works down the road, and only ten minutes from my mother-in-law when she was alive in case she needed help (“Hello Jack? It’s Mom. I didn’t want to bother Debbie, but I’ve kind of slid off the bed and if it’s not too much trouble, would you be able to come over and kind of help me up?”).