I’ve done it again — put off writing my column until late at night. Here’s hoping my brain is not at sleepy as I am. I should have reminded myself earlier of my dad’s admonition, “Procrastination is neither a Baptist doctrine, nor a virtue.” OK, let’s take it from here.
This is the end of a great day for me. I gave myself a lazy do-nothin’ day off. I didn’t even go down for meals, just snacked in my apartment all day. I did start off with a normal breakfast, but the other meals consisted of finishing off all the leftovers.
My husband and I have had Golden Retriever dogs for most of our married life. In fact our first “child” was a Golden named Daisy. She, like others of her breed, was intelligent, affectionate, obedient, playful and well-mannered around all people young and old. She was a great companion to us and wonderful with our children after they were born. One thing she always loved was for me to sit with her while she ate her food every day, and I did when I had time.
I clearly remember one night when Daisy was still a puppy. She seemed hungry, but would not eat without me sitting next to her.
Question: My mother recently died in her 90s. My father passed away 30 years ago. It turns out that Daddy owned a lot of shares of a large, publicly traded manufacturing company. If Mom knew about them, she never told us. Now, I am not even sure we can locate the stock certificates. If we cannot find the stocks, have we lost that money?
Answer: Not at all. You just have to know where to look.