My mother's family had some characters too. The resident con man, cheat, and all-around horse's tush was my Uncle Leon. Leon was my great-uncle by marriage. Leon made a deal with my other great-uncle by marriage, Uncle Bill. Just before Uncle Bill went off to fight in Germany in World War II, Leon talked Bill into buying a flock of sheep together as an investment. When Bill returned from the war, Leon came to see him looking solemn. "Bill," he told his partner, "While you were gone, the sheep got sick. Half of them died.
"And," he added, "That was your half."
Saturday, July 26, 2008
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