By Bob Allen
He won the lottery. Seven million dollars. Taxes took a chunk. Dreams of retirement filled his head. No more going to work every day. A life of leisure. Travel…first class, of course. New cars…whatever he wanted. New house in the best neighborhood. What is this? Hands out. Relatives. Friends. Charities. People he didn’t even know. Gimme. Gimme. Gimme. Now many disagreements with his wife. How to spend it. How to invest it. Who to share it with. Who to leave it to. Estate planning. Attorney fees. Too much to think about. Driving him crazy. Seven million headaches. Take it back, please.
Not uncommon sentiments but never acted upo
I never won, but I think Bob depicted a plausible reality?
Better is little with the fear of the Lord than great treasure and trouble therewith. (?Proverbs? ?15?:?16? KJV) Well put, Dad!
I would like to try to get a better outcome, but not bad enough to buy a ticket.