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| One of the simple pleasures in life is listening to old timers, their philosophy, life experiences, and humor. Heard this from a local man this morning:
Everytime an old rancher who'd made lots of money through good management, luck, and a very frugal lifestyle, would sell his calves he'd put aside enough money just to barely get by, and take the rest of the cash upstairs to the attic. Whenever he'd take the money upstairs his wife would question his intentions. His reply was always the same, "When it's time for me to go, I am going to take it with me."
Years later the man passed After the funeral his widow went up to the attic and found all of the cash he'd horded. Looking over the piles of money, she just shook her head and said, "I told him if he planned on taking it with him, he should've put it in the basement." | |
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