My best buddy David Carly, was twenty two when his pops died and left him over 1.5 million in his estate. Now Dave had always been different from most of us. We would get twenty dollars and get together and find the shortest way to use it. Not Dave, he would get his pay check, how much ever it was, and half would go in his bank, and the other half he would throw in towards what ever we were headed to do. His Dad was that way, and his folks were the most prosperous family I knew personally.

So Dave took his money and bought the electric space heaters corporation. Now that was 1978. By about 1992 or so, that same business was worth about twenty times what he spent for it. His electric space heater investment had payed off, and payed off large. We kept in touch over the decades and he got hitched to Sharon, had seven little ones, including Michael, who was a real clever boy.

By now, 2015, John was pretty much running things at the Fireright electric space heater company, and they were doing very good. The country had just barely started to rebuild from the second great depression of 2011. Dave and I were spending a lot of time together recently, and since George had been killed, George was another one of our good lifetime friends, our families had been seeing a lot of each other.

George and his spouse had lost there lives in a vehicle accident just a few months ago, and it had done wonders to gather the old friends back together. We would sit around the portable electric space heater and talk about the old times and catch up on the years past, and as I saw it this was what breathing was about.