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April 29, 2005

a talk with my brother

Dave called me today to talk about Mama's will. We are named as co-executers, but he's a lawyer and I'm not, so I told him to do whatever he thought was right. He knows a lot more about this crap than I do.

Mama had almost 300 "Beany Babies," some of them real collectors items, and we donated them all to a children's hospital. We allowed the family to take whatever souviners they wanted from the house. We donated most everything else to the church, and what they can't sell or use will go to the Salvation Army.

Damn. The house is there for my uncles and aunts to use when they come to take care of my grandmother, and they've worked out rotating shifts to do that. I come from good stock.

I have seen so many families turn into vultures when this kind of thing happens, but I KNEW that it wouldn't happen in mine. We are not built that way.

A week ago, Uncle Virgil told me, "Rob, you and Dave need to split that money in the cookie jar." I didn't know what he was talking about, but I found out soon enough. Mama kept a cookie jar on top of the refrigerator, where she stored cash. I remember her reaching into that thing and handing me or somebody else some money if she needed something from the store. "Take this and go get what I want."

She had more than $1,000 in there.

I told Virgil that YOU GUYS should plunder the cookie jar. You are the ones taking care of Mommie today and mama wouldn't mind a bit if you used her cookie jar money to do it. Dave and I don't need it. Help yourselves.

I'll be surprised if they do, but the offer is there. I wish they would. It would please my mama. But hillbillies are so damn stubborn sometimes that you couldn't change their minds if you beat them with a tire-iron. I'm a lot like that.

And I'm proud of it, too.

Comments

"But hillbillies are so damn stubborn sometimes that you couldn't change their minds if you beat them with a tire-iron. I'm a lot like that."

Noooooooo, we hadn't noticed!! *S*

Posted by: Michele on April 29, 2005 01:52 PM

Right on Rob, good on ya. Another one of the reasons I'm here every day, usually more than once, Your right, yen's come from good stock. Lessons I take from here I hope to teach my youngin's. Thanks for your voice, words, whatever.

Posted by: Streak on April 29, 2005 04:27 PM

I have cousins and uncles that I will never speak to again because of them being scumsucking vultures when my grandmother passed away in 1999. My father paid all of the funeral expenses, had her house fixed up to sell, and let my unemployed uncle keep the cash from the sale. Two months later my deadbeat cousin was saying my dad "owed" him money for some funeral related bullshit he says he ponied up for. The kicker is my Grandma's house was only worth about $50,000 and she probably didn't have more than $2000 worth of stuff in the whole place (which they fought over tooth and nail).
Fucking assholes.

Posted by: Graumagus on April 29, 2005 07:11 PM

Great story, Acidman. This is why I'm glad you came back!

Hey, for what's it's worth, when my grandmother died, we did about the SAME DAMN THING. My family wasn't vultures either and that's why I liked your story - I know what you're talking about.

Later.

Jason
Austin, Texas

Posted by: Jason Hannemann on April 29, 2005 09:47 PM
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