He stretched his legs. The casts were off. He was doing better. His sons had built ramps for the wheelchair, but they were pretty steep and required three people to pull him up the ramp. His children pestered him endlessly, which he loudly complained about, but all of them knew he was joking. He had it made! And now he had no financial issues to burden him. He shivered as the thought crossed his mind. Yeah, it would be a good idea to bank some of it. All of his eggs didn’t need to be in one basket, as the old saying recommended. But he trusted us implicitly.