On August 13th 2008 I ventured up my ladder and climbed unto the roof. My better-half, my darling wife warned me: “Don’t you dare get on the roof at your age.” Well, this old man knew best, having climbed ladders from the time I was just a wee lad. Well, I think you get where I am going with this. I fell. I fell hard. At the hospital emergency where the ambulance that rushed me from a neighbor calling 911, the surgeon doctor who saw me informed me that I had a smashed tibia bone just below the knee. This is 2014 and while I survived nearly a three-month nursing home care and therapist who I wasn’t sure if he was trying to cure me or kill me. Today I still have to use a cane per my primary care doctor’s insistence.
Years before retiring from the bank a friend of mine who worked in the mailroom told me that he was fretful about his kids’ future prospects beyond high school despite both he and his wife working. I said this is America; you have the military option: marines, navy, air force, army and merchant marines as good prospects as well a trade school or apprentice program. A lot of young people think Kodak for example. But then I got a bright idea for him a couple of days later when we sort of resumed thoughts along those scary lines. I figured he was overly worried. I had myself been researching various companies and had bought one that was promising that made and serviced electronic scoreboards for major sport arenas and that I had gotten lucky finding it and making an investment which their reports to me looked like a gold mine. So, you guessed it–the old man told him about it. I think the price was about seven dollars a share so I encouraged him to buy one hundred shares and just sock it away until his kids got out of high school. I told him not to even tell his wife.
It was years later that I saw him at a McDonald’s after I had retired. He was taking some kids in a van bus on a YMCA or Christian camp outing. I said, ” You must be really happy having seen your stock I picked out for you! It split many times and just near it’s all time high right now. I would sell it now; your kids will have a really nice nest egg. Well, he looked mortified. “Don,” said he, “a few days after I bought it I told my wife because I never keep secrets from her. She discovered the price had fallen a little and she raised the roof with me about it, making me sell it. I lost huh?” I did not let him know how much.
Yep, folks! Leave it to the wisdom of the LITTLE WOMAN. I guess in the long run of things, they do know best. Don’t they??