Emerges from the forest As I went out into the mountains to drink away my thousands of dollars I had to make a choice, to burn my news paper or some Pyd shares. The news paper was worth more then the shares so I am down a few now.
I took an old hiking trail that hasn't seen life in years, the path turned into a deer trail and let to a lot of old growth. The forest was old and angry, part of an old coal boom in the early 1920s. I stumbled upon an old shelter dug into the base of the foot hills facing a river. It had all collapsed in and had a lot of antiques but I could sense the broken dreams and could only sympathize with the enhabitants in the past.
Maybe this individual invested in peter Macy's grandfathers company before the depression and after facing a consolidation is wife kicked him out and he had a similar plan of drinking alone in the moutains....
anyways I missed the call and will have to wait for the replay. My suggestion to you all is to not bring gin into the woods, bring something stronger.