Well, friends, my ship has finally come in. I have been waiting on the shore for many years now, scanning the horizon for any sign of my ship, and I have now caught sight of it.
Some of you might have noticed how glowingly I sometimes write about one of my heroes, Warren E. Buffett. I think he is a genius and a good guy.
Today, Warren sent me an email explaining how, as an American business magnate, investor and philanthropist, he is giving away some of the billions he has earned to randomly selected people throughout the world. Somehow, my name was chosen.
“I am the most successful investor in the world. I believe strongly in ‘giving while living’ and using my wealth to help people,” Buffett wrote.
All I have to do is respond to Warren’s email and I will soon be the lucky recipient of $1.5 million.
Yahoo!
I knew this day was coming, though others doubted my faith in a fulsome future.
I am a 72-year-old retired journalist, busy recovering from a lifelong career as an unretired journalist. This year marks a half century of my scratching out little fables about life. My interests include genealogy, humour and music. I live in a little blue shack in Canada and spend most of my time trying to stay out of trouble. I am not that good at it. I also spent years teaching journalism. Poor state of journalism today: My fault. I have a family I don't deserve, a dog that adores me, and two cars the junk yard refuses to accept. My prized possessions include my old guitar and a razor my Dad gave me when I was 14 and which I still use when I bother to shave. Oh, and my great-great-grandfather's blackthorn stick he brought from Ireland in the 1850s. I have only one opinion but it is a good one: People take too many showers.
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