August 17, 2017

Inheritance

So, my sister called today.  She is Gwen's executor of her estate ...

Honestly, there is nothing I desire from Gwen.  I loved her - perhaps imperfectly due to my limitations, but it was with all that I had.  There is only one I have ever loved more - but sadly that is just lost in history.

I have some few memories remaining/regained of life with her across the past 42 years.  I would like just a copy of a picture taken of her when she was 17, typical southwestern Madonna pose.  But, I will have to figure out whom will get it and then see if I can talk them into copying it for me ... of course they won't.  Sigh.

But, it seems that, unknown to any of us, she had purchased a large area in the town she loved and certainly one or more of us will end up with some part of that.  Do I want to live at 10,000 feet. in an old mining town?  Hmmmmm ......

There are only three related to her, plus Somer and I.  Not that I think either of us should count in this mix.

My sister has complained about living in the mid-west for decades, I wonder if this is her out?  What about her husband?

The future suddenly looks interesting .....

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