


“Hmmm, hum, humm. De dumm dee dum”, murmured Harry as he searched for the wet wipes.
Oh yes, clearly, Harry was no 67 pound weakling. Along with his other sterling attributes he owned Betsy due to a strict monetary code. In fact, his first heavy readings, (the book always clutched firmly in his little pabulum encrusted fist) were the adages at the bottom of his first savings account passbook. “A fool and his money are soon parted.” and “Opportunity comes to those with ready cash.” were permanently imprinted on his little gosling brain. (Pro Scrooge?)
These bon wits formed his financial credo. The dough he earned, as a teenager, selling 'quake' insurance in S.F. for the firm of Rigor, Mortis and Stone was stashed with the lettuce he made busking on Haight-Asbury during his lunch breaks.

To be continued.
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