…i.e : Stan Lee: My Mom had already passed away…
…upon Dad’s death, my brother, the executive of the estate,…
…stated that he didn’t want us all going up to Dad’s to get stuff until he had a chance to categorize it all…
…this didn’t matter much to me because I decided well beforehand that the only thing I ever wanted from my parents was them…
…“I don’t need their junk…
…I have my own.”…
…fighting over cherished possessions seem frivolous to me…
…that didn’t stop my siblings from immediately heading up to Dad’s to take what was theirs to take…
…my brother’s son-in-laws took prize fishing rods…
…paintings were grabbed…
…kitchen nooks…
…tables, chairs, power tools…
…and they argued amongst themselves about whom took what…
…it was like the scene in A Christmas Carol where the undertaker, the cook and the maid all met up at the pawnshop…
…my wife was hard put…
…getting nothing while young adults, barely not children, and not blood related celebrated like winning trinkets on a gameshow…
…and our own children got nothing…
…but i don’t care…
…when I go see my siblings I am not ill at ease…
…I have no grudges…
…and I get to see bits and pieces of my Mom & Dad when I visit them…
…without actually having to have them…
…what this has to do with Stan Lee…
…i have no idea…
…i.e : Stan Lee: My Mom had already passed away…
…upon Dad’s death, my brother, the executive of the estate,…
…stated that he didn’t want us all going up to Dad’s to get stuff until he had a chance to categorize it all…
…this didn’t matter much to me because I decided well beforehand that the only thing I ever wanted from my parents was them…
…“I don’t need their junk…
…I have my own.”…
…fighting over cherished possessions seem frivolous to me…
…that didn’t stop my siblings from immediately heading up to Dad’s to take what was theirs to take…
…my brother’s son-in-laws took prize fishing rods…
…paintings were grabbed…
…kitchen nooks…
…tables, chairs, power tools…
…and they argued amongst themselves about whom took what…
…it was like the scene in A Christmas Carol where the undertaker, the cook and the maid all met up at the pawnshop…
…my wife was hard put…
…getting nothing while young adults, barely not children, and not blood related celebrated like winning trinkets on a gameshow…
…and our own children got nothing…
…but i don’t care…
…when I go see my siblings I am not ill at ease…
…I have no grudges…
…and I get to see bits and pieces of my Mom & Dad when I visit them…
…without actually having to have them…
…what this has to do with Stan Lee…
…i have no idea…