"Adios, Amherst"

"Adios, Amherst" (c) 2011 Stu Jenks

During this journey of selling The Old Home Place, I've dealt with some of this nicest people as well as some of the most despicable. Truly evil fucks I tell you. But the young man who will be living in the Amherst House will share it with his two year old daughter and will put my ancestral home back in tip top shape. Frank (not his real name) is one of the nicest people I've met in this journey. However, his father, a very very bad man, who bought Frank this house and his father's realtor, a true witch of a woman, made my last two days before closing a clusterfuck of greed, lies and selfishness. Happily, the sins of the father did not fall onto the son. And the female agent has a special room in Hell reserved just for her.

But if one thing the recent greedy behaviors of others has taught me, once again, is all that really matters is giving love, kindness and compassion to our friends, our families, our lovers, our co-workers and yes, even to our evil fucks who cross our paths from time to time.

Money is fleeting but love is eternal.

So on the road I go in the morning. To parts west, where I'll break bread with old friends and perhaps share a cup of Joe with new ones.

And finally, returning to my desert home, where the Sun turns the sky orange at dawn and Mourning Doves announce the beginning of the day.

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[Bruce]

Come home, friend. The political climate is hell, but ma nature's is a delight this time of year. She awaits you with open arms.