Mrs. Whitaker went inside and came back with her checkbook before the second car pulled in. The total came to $6,140. Her hand shook as she wrote it. Dad checked the amount twice, folded the check into his shirt pocket, and told Ed to file the lien release that same afternoon. Then he tipped his cap to the buyers, said the trim on the third floor was the best work of his life, and walked back to his truck.<\/p>\n
The lake house sold eleven days later. The buyers called Dad the week after and hired him to paint their boathouse, paid half upfront, and brought him lemonade every afternoon. When I asked why he never told me his plan, he just shrugged. \u201cSome folks think an old man runs out of time,\u201d he said. \u201cTruth is, he just learns not to waste it.\u201d He finally hired a helper this spring. He still cuts his lines by hand.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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