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Thomas Edison was not balancedBill Gates was not balancedDonald Trump is focusedGeorge Soros is focusedGeorge Patton did not take his tanks wideHe focused them and blew through the weak spots in the German lineThe French went wide with the Maginot Line, and you know what happened to them
If you have any desire of being rich, you must focusPut a lot of your eggs in a few basketsDo not do what poor and middle class people do: put their few eggs in many baskets
If you hate losing, play it safeIf losing makes you weak, play it safeGo with balanced investmentsIf you’re over 25 years old and are terrified of taking risks, don’t change

@@@@@On your way up the stairs you must lean toward the wall, for the banister is broken and yaws over undependably like the carcass of a ship rotting on the sandsIn the gray angles where the walls meet the floor you can watch the mice ambling through the dust, the pure and erratic motion of the cockroaches out for a stroll
The air shaft that connects the bathrooms from floor to floor is filling up with trash and an occasional discharge of garbageWhen it reaches the second story the janitor will set fire to it
Improvised incinerator
The house is exactly like every other one on the block and the square mile surrounding it
Casimir (“Polack”) Czienwicz, age of nine, wakes up in the morning and scratches his head, sits up on the pile of quilting spread out upon the floor, and looks at the stove in the center of the room, which has gone outThere are three other children besides himself sleeping there, and he rolls over, pretends he is still asleepSoon his sister Mary will be waking, moving about and dressing, and he wants to watch her
Outside the wind is begging against the windowpanes, slinking between the cracks to slide freely along the floor
Jesus, it’s cold, he mutters to his brother sleeping beside him
She up yet? (The brother is elevenHe holds his finger against his lips
Mary rises shivering, pokes at the stove abstractedly, and pulls her cotton slip down about her shoulders, letting the nightgown fall as the slip travels down her bodyThe two boys catch a glimpse of bare flesh, giggle quietly in their beds
What are you looking at, Steve? she shouts
Haw, I saw ya, I saw ya
He has put out his hand to stop Steve too lateCasimir shakes his head in disgust, mature disgustWha’d ya go and do that for, now ya ruined it
Steve takes a poke at him, but Casimir has ducked, is darting about the room, avoiding himStop it, Steve, Mary screams
Cut it out, cut it out, Polack yells
The father, a huge heavy man, has come in from the other room, wearing only his pantsYou kids stop it, he shouts in Polish

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branches, shamrocks made of paper or of silk were for sale from boxes
carried by enterprising men, women, and children from square to
square
Broughton Street was bedecked with green bunting in shop windows,
and
ropes of fresh green vines strung between lampposts to canopy the
parade route”Parade?!” Scarlett silver chanel exclaimed when she was toldShe
touched the green silk ribbon rosettes Kathleen had pinned in her
hair
“Are we finished? Do I look all right? Is it time to go?” It was
timeFirst early Mass, and then a celebration all day and into the
night”Jamie tells me there’ll be fireworks starring the sky over the
park until you’re fair giddy from the splendor of it all,” louis vuitton multicolore Kathleen
saidHer face and eyes were shining with excitementScarlett’s
green eyes were suddenly calculating”I’ll bet you don’t have parades
and fireworks in your village, KathleenYou’ll be sorry if you don’t
stay in Savannah
The girl smiled radiantly”I’ll remember it forever and tell the tale
by all the hearths of all the housesOnce home, it will be a grand
thing to chanel logo earrings have seen America
There was no budging the silly girlBroughton Street was lined with
people, all of them sporting greenScarlett laughed aloud when she
saw one familyWith all those scrubbed-up children wearing green
bows
or scarves or feathers in their hats, they were just like the
O’Haras
Except that they were all black”Didn’t I tell you everyone is Irish
today?” louis vuitton pink Jamie said with a grin”Even the
loo-las are wearing the green,” she said, jerking her head toward a
pair nearbyScarlett craned her neck to seeGood grief! It was her
grandfather’s stuffy lawyer and a boy who must be his sonBoth of
them
were wearing green cravatsShe looked curiously up and down the
street at the smiling people, searching for other familiar discount fendi faces

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magnetized pad-holder and a stub of pencil on a
string
I pushed the LINE 1 button again and dialed 411
The automated operator welcomed me to Verizon
Directory Assistance and asked me for city and
stateI said “Providence, Rhode Island,”
enunciating as though on stageSo far, so good,
but the robot choked on Ilse no matter how
carefully I fake prada enunciatedIt rolled me over to a
human operator, who checked and told me what I had
already suspected: Ilse’s number was unpublished
I told the operator I was calling my daughter, and
the call was importantThe operator said I could
talk to a supervisor, who would probably be
willing to make an enquiry call on my behalf, but
not until eight AM eastern timeI looked chanel tote at the
clock on the microwave
I hung up and closed my eyesI could wake up
Wireman, see if he had Ilse in his little red
887
address book, but I had a gnawing intuition even
that might take too long
“I can do this,” I said, but with no real hope
Of course you can, Kamen saidWhat is your weight?
It was a hundred and seventy-four, up from an alltime
adult low of ladies rolex watches one-fiftyI saw these numbers
in my mind: 174150Then
five of them turned green, one after the other
Without opening my eyes, I seized the stub of the
pencil and wrote them on the pad: 40175
And what is your Social Security number? Kamen
enquired further
It appeared in darkness, bright red numbersFour
of them turned green, and I added them to what I
had already gucci fashion scrawledWhen I opened my eyes I had
printed 401759082 in a drunken, downward-tending
sprawl on the pad
It was right, I recognized it, but I was still
missing a number
It doesn’t matter, the Kamen inside my head told
meKeypad phones are an amazing gift to the
memory-challengedIf you clear your mind and
punch what you already have, you’ll hit the last
number with no gucci backpacks problem

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@@@@@I wish you could have felt the
way I feel now, I wish you could have been happyWhat was it
Grandfather had said? That his daughter Ellen had married Gerald O
‘Hara to run away from a disappointment in loveWas that why she
was
never happy? Was she pining over someone she couldn’t have the
way I
pined over Ashley? The way I pine now over Rhett when I can’t help
it
What a waste! What a horrible, senseless wasteWhen happiness
was so
wonderful, how could anyone cling to a love that made them unhappy?
Scarlett vowed that she wouldn’t do itShe knew what it was to be
happy, and she would not ruin itShe caught her sleeping baby up in
her arms and hugged herCat woke and waved her helpless hands in
protest”Oh, Kitty Cat, I’m sorryI just had to hug you some
They were all wrong! The idea was so explosive that it woke Scarlett
from a sound sleepThey were wrong! All of them-the people who
cut
me dead in Atlanta, Aunt Eulalie and Aunt Pauline, and just about
everybody in CharlestonThey wanted me to be just like them, and
because I’m not, they disapproved of me, made me feel like there was
something terribly wrong with me, made me think I was a bad person,
that I deserved to be looked down on
was as terrible as all thatWhat they punished me for was that I
wasn’t minding their rulesI worked harder than any field hand-at
making money, and caring about money isn’t ladylikeNever mind
that I
was keeping Tara going and holding the aunts’ heads above water and
supporting Ashley and his family and paying for almost every piece of
food on the table at Aunt Pitty’s plus keeping the roof fixed and the
coal bin filledThey all thought I shouldn’t have dirtied my hands
with the ledgers from the store or put on a smile when I sold lumber
to
the YankeesThere were plenty enough things I did that I shouldn’t
have done, but working for money wasn’t one of them, and that’s what
they blamed me for mostNo, that’s not quite itThey blamed me for
being successful at it
That and pulling Ashley back from breaking his neck flinging himself
into the grave after MellyIf it had been the other way around, and
I’d saved her at Ashley’s burial, it would have been all right
Hypocrites! What gives people whose whole life is a lie the right to
judge me? What’s wrong with working as hard as you can, and then
more
besides? Why is it so terrible to push in and stop disaster from
happening to anyone, especially a friend? They were wrongHere in
Ballyhara I worked as hard as I could, and I was admired for it

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This was mildly interesting, but Wireman still
hadn’t actually answered my question
“She also claimed there are snakes,” he said,
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Have ever since I was a little boy and woke up one
morning on a camping omega seamaster gmt trip with my folks to
discover I was sharing my sleeping bag with a
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on the south end?”
Stiffly, he said: “I don’t rememberI see what you’re saying
- she wanted to keep me away
I didn’t say it, you did, I thoughtWhat I said
was, “It’s mostly Jack I’m worried aboutBut it’s
better to be safe
“Me?” Jack looked startled”I don’t have anything
against gucci women watch snakesAnd I know what poison oak and
poison ivy look like
“Trust me on this,” I said, and began to sketch
himI worked quickly, resisting the urge to go
into detailas part of me seemed to want to do
While I was working, the first angry car horn
began to honk on the coast side of the womens rolex watches drawbridge
“Sounds to me like the drawbridge is stuck again,”
Jack said
“Yes,” I agreed, not looking up from my drawing
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I went back downstairs and gobbled lunchmeat by
the fridge’s frosty glowI didn’t want to make an
actual sandwich, because I didn’t want Ilse to
know I’d felt well enough to eatLet her go on
thinking our problems had been caused by bad
mayonnaiseThat way we wouldn’t have to spend
time hunting for other explanations
None of the other explanations I could think of
were rational
After eating half a package of sliced salami and
swilling a pint or so of sweet tea, I went into my
bedroom, lay down, and fell into a sodden sleep
Sometimes it seems to me that my clearest memories
of Duma Key are of orange evening skies that bleed
at the bottom and fade away at the top, green to
blackWhen I woke up that evening, another day
was going down in gloryI thudded into the big
main room on my crutch, stiff and wincing (the
first ten minutes were always the worst)The door
to Ilse’s room was standing open and her bed was
empty
For a moment there was no answerThen she called
back from upstairs”Daddy? Holy crow, did you do
this? When did you do this?”
All thought of aches and pains left meI got up
to Little Pink as fast as I could, trying to
remember what I’d drawnWhatever it was, I hadn’t
made any effort to put it out of sightSuppose it
was something really awful? Suppose I’d gotten the
bright idea of doing a crucifixion caricature,
with The Gospel Hummingbird riding the cross?
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Ilse was standing in front of my easel, and I
couldn’t see what was thereHer body was blocking
it outEven if she’d been standing to one side,
the only light in the room was coming from that
bloody sunset; the pad would have been nothing but
a black rectangle against the glare
I flicked on the lights, praying I hadn’t done
something to distress the daughter who had come
all this way to make sure I was okayFrom her
voice, I hadn’t been able to tell”Ilse?”
She turned to me, her face bemused rather than
angry”When did you do this one?”
“Well”Stand aside a little, would
you?”
“Is your memory playing tricks again? It is, isn’t
it?”
“No,” I said It was the beach
outside the window, I could tell that much but no
more”As soon as I see it, I’m sure I’

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Get Packy and Al and Fingers, we’re gonna clean up the Yids
What time we staat?
What the fug you caaeh? Ya yella?
Who’s yellaI’m gonna get me my bat
(On the way he passes a synagogue”Ya yella?” He spits on it Hey, Whitey, I’m givin’ it one for good luck
Hey, Gallagheh, the kids yell
Watch out for your old man when he’s got a bag on
In the house his mother winces at sounds and walks on tiptoeHis old man sits at the round table in the living-dining room, and grabs the yellow lace cover and crushes it in his big mittsThen he spreads it out on the table again
Goddam, sure a man hasHey, PEG!
What is it, Will?
His father massages his nose and chinCut out the goddam mousing around, walk like a woman goddammit
Yes, Will?
That’s all goddammit, get away
When your old man’s as big a sonofabitch as Will Gallagher, you leave him alone when he’s got a bag onBut you watch him so one of his mitts don’t catch you on the side of the mouth
He sits stolid by the round table, and beats his fist down once or twiceHe looks at the walls(The brown pictures which once were green of shepherd girls in a wooded valleyThey came off a calendar
The triptych on the whatnot shudders as he bangs the tableWill, don’t drink so much
SHUT UP! Shut your stupid mout

@@@@@Rhett had to take her back
Butler quickly on her cheek”I’m just longing for a baby, Miss
EleanorWe’ll convince Rhett, the two of us
“You’ve made me very happy, ScarlettLet’s go home now, it’s only
around the corner thereThen I think I’ll have a little rest before
dinner
My committee is meeting at the house this afternoon, and I need to
have
my wits about meI hope you’ll join us, if only for tea
Margaret will be thereI don’t want to pressure you to work, but of
course if you were interested, I’d be pleasedWe raise money with
cake sales and bazaars of handcrafts and such for the Confederate
Home
for Widows and Orphans God’s nightgown, were they all the same,
these Southern ladies? It was just like Atlanta
Always Confederate this and Confederate thatCouldn’t they admit
the
War was over and get on with their lives? She’d have a headache
Scarlett’s step faltered, then resumed its steady pace, matching MrsNo, she’d go to the committee meeting, she’d even work on
the committee if they asked herShe was never going to make the
mistakes here she’d made in AtlantaShe was never going to be shut
out and lonely again, not even if she had to wear the Stars and Bars
embroidered on her corsets”That sounds mighty nice,” she said”I
was always a little sad that I never had time for extra work in
AtlantaMy former husband, Frank Kennedy, left a fine business as an
inheritance for our little girlI felt it was my duty to watch over
it for her That should take care of that story Rhett was telling
Eleanor Butler nodded comprehens