My Day At Thousand Trails

Thousand Trails cover story Read about my day at retirement home Thousand Trails. This is page one. I wake & Facebook my old black buddy. The first black buddy I ever had. It’s Marcus Blades. I dreamed I was teaching him how white people dance. Running side to side, side to side. I'm appreciating my hot coffee. We only had warm coffee in my assisted living facility. I learned there a soft answer turns away wrath. It’s supposed to be in the 80s today, Sunday, December thirteen. I tell Mom Chubs, our dog, tries to escape to pee in everybody’s yard.

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Publication Date: Dec 15, 2015
Language: English
ISBN: 9781329764590
Category: Parenting & Families
Copyright: All Rights Reserved - Standard Copyright License
Contributors: By (author): Michael House

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About Michael House

"Your papa must've been successful." "He was a great worker young. 16 hours a day. It made him great money. As a matter of fact, he had 2 hands because no single hand could work the 16 hours a day work he was doing. He worked two shifts 5 days a week. Till. Till he got old." "But he had a lake house." "As a matter of fact, he had 2 lake houses. Side by side. If only he had invested his money. I did. Thousand bucks. In 8 years, it became $2,000. Cept i want to invest in something that draws quicker interest, Like cable is a good Wall Street investment. But even better thn that, start a business out of an old, crashed business. Papa made millions of dollars every year. But he got so old so fast. I wish i could invest in an invention. My classmate was a multimillionaire. His dad invented something on every car--. Oh yeah, my cousin is a billionaire. He makes video games. He has a patent on every video poker game. There're billions of them worldwide." The driver fell asleep.

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