I am beginning to piece it together. It has been almost nine years.
My mother is still alive, and probably my father too. The houses spread around the country range from about $350K to close to six hundred. Then there is a condo in Florida worth maybe $400K more, with $1,000/month in taxes and homeowner’s fees, plus hurricane insurance.
Only the nicest guy in the world wouldn’t care at all about the money.
I confess. I am that guy.
It is a total wipeout.