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Holy teufel.... Time passed with miraculous speed, didn't it? What the hell have I been doing? Not that much, all things considered. Spending money. Still working, so I can still spend money. The old man finally kicked. The remaining family ( myself and two sisters) took his ashes back to the hunting grounds, New London, where he actually meant something to somebody, and now he's fertilizer in the rough off the eighteenth fairway at the golf course, helping keep the shrubs alive in back of the Thames Club, and feeding the crabs in the harbor. He's also upping the ante somewhere in Vegas, but I wasn't part of that trip. Most likely, any chance of a windfall from his estate has been usurped by his second family, and, why not? They took care of his incontinent carcass while it still had some biological activity. Myself, hard to say but honest, I'd said goodbye to him many years ago, as I realized he'd no longer have anything to elucidate either of our knowledges of each other. Should there be some sort of law that realizes dwindling capacity? Did the inuits really send their injured and old off on undestinated ice floes? Good idea, that? What's more immoral: charity or empathy? Now we have a selected occupant at 1600 Pennsylvania who embodies uselessness, greed, graft, and dishonesty. These are the new usanian standards. The example being shown is one of selfishness, mendacity, hubris, and pettiness. Oh boy.... I'd take the job of getting rid of the asshole, too, offered enough money- got more chance of success then winning the lottery, after all. It's truly amazing that millions of people think an idiot could do anything constructive. Too late to join any trip to Mars, but, please, let's go.