Sunday, April 03, 2016

Clear and warming well. It’ll probably get down right hot out today.

I was fortunate enough to have a moment yesterday and turned to Public TV. I caught the end of the Antiques Road Show.

I was surprised at one entry. The Lady was told about her entry and was told that it could be worth between 250 and 300 thousand dollars.

Her response was: “That’s terrible.”

She said it absolutely dead panned and I happen to agree with her. lNot, perhaps, for her reasons, but judging by her apparent age.

If the Lady was thinking of equally willed worth an amount of that nature would be terrible in one gift, considering the family value of pass-on. If she was without family and was disposing of valuables, then the income of sale would screw up Social Security badly.

So, yeah. After thinking of possibilities I can understand. And raise a glass to an intelligent woman trying to “Do Right” and meeting tasteful choices in life causing problems.

Here’s a glass raised to her.

_______

From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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