A South African shares a story -
Somewhere in South Africa.
A man approaching retirement age plays golf against another
man a few years younger than himself.
The old man plays a shocking game and the younger wins by a significant margin. This game was played in the morning before lunch. Both get a shower, get into new clothes and go to the clubhouse for lunch.
Since the younger won, he, according to tradition, has to pay for the lunch. As the waiter brings the food, the young has to turn his back to the old man, to get the plates. As the younger is doing that the old man quickly slips something into the food of the younger.
Both enjoy the meal, and after it is paid for, both go home to their wives.
At about 4 in the afternoon, the phone rings and the wife of the younger tells the old man, the younger is dead. He died suddenly and unexpectedly in the house.
After the funeral and will is read the old man is employed to finalize the estate. The old man is an accountant.
The younger has a vast amount of money stored in investments. The old man knew this for a long time. The old man issues his account that runs into six figures, close to R1million in fees.
He brings this home, and his wife is pleased.
At the end of the year the old man retires.
In his spare time, he finds a box that his father gave him and it has rows of squares where little glass bottles are put with securely tight lids.
"This is what my father had for special occasions. . ." he tells his wife and shows her where he keeps it.
The old man plays a shocking game and the younger wins by a significant margin. This game was played in the morning before lunch. Both get a shower, get into new clothes and go to the clubhouse for lunch.
Since the younger won, he, according to tradition, has to pay for the lunch. As the waiter brings the food, the young has to turn his back to the old man, to get the plates. As the younger is doing that the old man quickly slips something into the food of the younger.
Both enjoy the meal, and after it is paid for, both go home to their wives.
At about 4 in the afternoon, the phone rings and the wife of the younger tells the old man, the younger is dead. He died suddenly and unexpectedly in the house.
After the funeral and will is read the old man is employed to finalize the estate. The old man is an accountant.
The younger has a vast amount of money stored in investments. The old man knew this for a long time. The old man issues his account that runs into six figures, close to R1million in fees.
He brings this home, and his wife is pleased.
At the end of the year the old man retires.
In his spare time, he finds a box that his father gave him and it has rows of squares where little glass bottles are put with securely tight lids.
"This is what my father had for special occasions. . ." he tells his wife and shows her where he keeps it.
He tells the locksmith not to smell the box as it could be dangerous.
The locksmith is no fool; he knows what that box holds. Locksmiths have been doing their trade since the dawn of time. Secrets are passed down through the generations.
The locksmith puts in a new sturdy lock, and no else can open.
The old man takes it home. He puts it in a hidden place. His wife was shown the place.
While sitting at home in his retirement, his wife starts to get tired of him because he got lazy and did not go out.
One day she goes to Church on Sunday and after Holy Communion and the congregation are outside the Church talking, the locksmith gives her a key to the old man's little box. The locksmith made duplicates.
"Use this when you want to," he tells the old man's wife.
A year later the daughter of the old couple gets a phone call at nine at night.
"Your father is dead. I found him in the passage dead on the ground. Come quickly and help me. . ." the widow tells her daughter.
After the funeral and after the will is read, the widow gets an awful amount of money. She sells the old house. Sells the two old cars. Buys a new smaller house and a new car that suits her.
She plays golf, tennis and bridge during the week and a highly paid house carer is employed.
The daughter did not get much, nor did her older brother.
The daughter notices how rich her mother is. The daughter has three kids going to high school, and she cannot cope with the expenses.
One day she goes to town, and the locksmith meets her. He produces a key and says to her, "This is the key to your mother's little box. The one that your father uses on special occasions. . ."
It is not two weeks, and she visits her mother at the new place. At four in the afternoon, she leaves and goes to her home.
She gets a phone call the next morning. The house carer found her mother dead in the bedroom.
After the funeral and after the will is read she and her older brother get the whole estate.
This time, the brother inherits the little box with rows of glass bottles.
Then he turns to her, "I have the box. Listen to me in all things. If you do not listen you know what will happen to you and your husband and kids. . ."
This box is over 500 years old and has been passed down to each generation and kept the family wealthy.
You can work out what was in those little bottles that are locked inside the box with a special key.
The locksmith is no fool; he knows what that box holds. Locksmiths have been doing their trade since the dawn of time. Secrets are passed down through the generations.
The locksmith puts in a new sturdy lock, and no else can open.
The old man takes it home. He puts it in a hidden place. His wife was shown the place.
While sitting at home in his retirement, his wife starts to get tired of him because he got lazy and did not go out.
One day she goes to Church on Sunday and after Holy Communion and the congregation are outside the Church talking, the locksmith gives her a key to the old man's little box. The locksmith made duplicates.
"Use this when you want to," he tells the old man's wife.
A year later the daughter of the old couple gets a phone call at nine at night.
"Your father is dead. I found him in the passage dead on the ground. Come quickly and help me. . ." the widow tells her daughter.
After the funeral and after the will is read, the widow gets an awful amount of money. She sells the old house. Sells the two old cars. Buys a new smaller house and a new car that suits her.
She plays golf, tennis and bridge during the week and a highly paid house carer is employed.
The daughter did not get much, nor did her older brother.
The daughter notices how rich her mother is. The daughter has three kids going to high school, and she cannot cope with the expenses.
One day she goes to town, and the locksmith meets her. He produces a key and says to her, "This is the key to your mother's little box. The one that your father uses on special occasions. . ."
It is not two weeks, and she visits her mother at the new place. At four in the afternoon, she leaves and goes to her home.
She gets a phone call the next morning. The house carer found her mother dead in the bedroom.
After the funeral and after the will is read she and her older brother get the whole estate.
This time, the brother inherits the little box with rows of glass bottles.
Then he turns to her, "I have the box. Listen to me in all things. If you do not listen you know what will happen to you and your husband and kids. . ."
This box is over 500 years old and has been passed down to each generation and kept the family wealthy.
You can work out what was in those little bottles that are locked inside the box with a special key.
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