We were back at Leo's farm today as mom is working to get the lumber company to pick up lumber and steel that had been delivered that will no longer be needed. It was supposed to be used to finish the roof of the mini-barn, which had one side done last year. The lumber company did not show up.
The neighbor, Stanley, was there in a heartbeat, must be that those cameras are really working now. He had to tell me all about the 80 year old (Alden) that had tried to take a picture of the cow. Yesterday, I had run into Alden at the Country Store and he told me about the confrontation, while I was in the pouring rain in the parking lot loading my groceries. I told Alden that all decisions were up to the big wigs in Milwaukee. You see, many of the people living up here are intimidated by the folks from the "big city." In reality, the "big wigs in Milwaukee" I was referring to are my Uncle Bud and Aunt Julie. They are in their early 80's, meek, and religious.
My brother was in town so we got him to come out to the farm and put a padlock on the door so we no longer have to mess with the skeleton key. While there, he had to go to the barn to see the cow with the crooked neck. The cow heard him approaching and took off like a scalded ape. It must have read that its days are numbered. I later told my sister this and she wondered whether there were cow races that we could enter it into. Anything to keep it alive.
We searched for hidden money for a few hours and found nothing. We did find a life insurance policy that would pay out if Leo had died of cancer. An autopsy was never done and his death certificate said he died of a heart attack (best guess). I wondered aloud to mom what his heirs would have gotten if he had died of cancer and she said that we need to exhume the body to find out whether he died of cancer. Then she joked that maybe we could trade out the nice coffin he is in for something less and store the used one in her barn for her to use upon her death.
You guessed it, that was when my beer light came on.
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You have to write a book!
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