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That "lost" friend of mine -- I'm wondering why I didn't think of better ways to try to find her. She was the controller of a vast fortune, thanks to her second marriage to a gentleman who was the sole heir to a very famous -- at that time -- company that made things like power tools, saws, logging equipment, culinary equipment, etc.
I met her when my boss at the university told me to help her with a newsletter project. She had returned to college at 64, seeking a journalism degree of some sort, and as a tremendous donor to the place, they gave her a lil' bit extra attention. She had accidentally cropped a photo wrong, and was in tears because the newsletter was going to be her final project. The woman had no guile. I showed her how to position the chopped pic so that it would look like the PRINTER'S fault, and told her to curse convincingly when showing it to her professor. I had no idea of her wealth at that time. I liked her, and we hit it off, and one day she asked me and my husband of the time over for dinner. We drove up to her house, and I was stunned to find she lived in what can only be termed a mansion.
At dinner, I was slipping treats to her ol' dumb labrador whenever she went into the kitchen, and danged if the dog didn't "tell on me" by chewing loudly and whining for more. She came back in and warned me about my mischief. Then I had a bit of trouble with a brussel sprout, which went flying off my plate when I tried to slice it in half. She calmly told me to pick up my plate and go eat in the kitchen, since I didn't have sense enough to be at the grown-up's table. I meekly went and let me tell you, I watched my P's and Q's better in the future.
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