Death Bed Accounting
Published Oct 20, 2002
As he lay on his deathbed George weakly said, "Sara, I want you to know before I die that we have some unpaid loans: my tailor owes me $200, and our butcher owes me $50, and Klein next door owes me $300."
His wife turned to the children and said, "What a wonderful man your father is. Even when he's dying he cares about and takes care of his family's needs."
The old man continued, "And, Sara, I want you to also know that I owe the landlord a hundred dollars."
To which his wife cried, "Oh dear, now he's getting delirious!"
Originally published November 14, 2002.
