The Galaxy Essays - DraftGerald Roch, Chitto Harjo,

The Galaxy June 15, 2007 It was the strangest thing. It all began on the evening of June 15th 2005. My grandmother passed away. This was weird because no body even knew she was dying. Well maybe it was just her time to go. It was a very rough couple of days. My sisters, my mother and I set up the calling hours for her wake, and the time and place for her funeral. It was vary hard to concentrate on these tasks when one of our loved ones had passed away. About two weeks had passed and things were begging to return to normal. It had been a tremendous loss for our family, but we all knew that we had to get on with our lives. I recall a message that was left on my mothers answering machine reporting that my grandmother had written a will. It was discovered when all of her things were being cleaned out of her home. Not a single soul within my grandmothers family knew about this will, so it was a big surprise. The message on the machine clearly stated that the will was going to be opened and read to the family, on July 5, 2005 at 1:00 p.m. at the county court house. Everyone was anxious to find out just what he had left. No body was expecting much because they knew my grandmother didnt have very much. She had raised seven children on her own. The day had finally come. It was just about 1:00 p.m. and the will was being opened. It read as follows: Well all, I guess it was my time to go. I am in a better place now, where there is no suffering or pain. I need you all to promise me that you will be happy for me. I know it is hard to do, but it is for the best. Now I need you all to take a deep breath for there is something that you all must know. I have been saving some things up over the last 50 years, mainly because I knew this day was coming, I just wasnt sure when. You all know that I was one for money. We never had much, so when I made a little extra, I was investing it in large corporations, trying to make a few bucks. After quite a few years, I have managed to acquire $120 million to split between you all. Now, you all arent getting the same, but remember to be happy with what you get, because it could has been nothing. To Patty, Marylyn, Steve, Mickey, and Debbie, I leave $2 million each. I know this doesnt seem like a lot, but when I was put in the nursing home, not one of you bothered to visit me. I am ashamed of you all. You were raised better. To Sally, I leave my home in Sandfordville, (including the 300 acres) and my camp in South Colton. I love you Sally. You took good care of me, and I will never forget that. I am also giving you $10 million to use for what you please! Lastly, to Diane and girls. Well what to I say to all of you? You put your lives on hold for me. When I became dependent on others, you were there to feed me and bathe me. You loved me unconditionally, so with this reason I leave you each $20 million. Diane, go do something nice for yourself, and girl, MAKE GRAMMY PROUD! Remember that I do love you all the same, but this is the way it must be. Two years had passed, and I had just graduated from college, majoring in business management. By this time, I had only used up about $1 million paying off college loans, a car payment, and an occasional outfit or 2, or 200! But I was bored. I had a little of $19 million and education, and no place to use it. That soon was about to change. It was one night in my dreams that it all came to me. I had always wanted to run an over-under bar in Potsdam, NY, but I was either too young, or too poor.