What he valued most!!!

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  1. Reenae

    Reenae Bronze IL'ite

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    A young man learns what's most important in life from the guy next door.
    It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls,
    career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across
    the country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy
    life, Jack had little time to think about the past and often no time to
    spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing
    could stop him.

    Over the phone, his mother told him, "Mr. Belser died last night. The
    funeral is Wednesday." Memories flashed through his mind like an old
    newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.

    "Jack, did you hear me?"
    "Oh, sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I thought of
    him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago," Jack said.

    "Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him he'd ask how you were
    doing. He'd reminisce about the many days you spent over 'his side of
    the fence' as he put it," Mom told him.

    "I loved that old house he lived in," Jack said.

    "You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make
    sure you had a man's influence in your life," she said.

    "He's the one who taught me carpentry," he said. "I wouldn't be in this
    business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me
    things he thought were important...Mom, I'll be there for the funeral,"
    Jack said.

    As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his
    hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. He had no
    children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.

    The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to
    see the old house next door one more time.

    Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing
    over into another dimension, a leap through space and time. The house
    was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture,
    every piece of furniture....Jack stopped suddenly.

    "What's wrong, Jack?" his Mom asked.

    "The box is gone," he said.

    "What box? " Mom asked.

    "There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I
    must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he'd ever tell
    me was 'the thing I value most,'" Jack said.

    It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered
    it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had
    taken it.

    "Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him," Jack said. "I better
    get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom."

    It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home from
    work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. "Signature required
    on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office within
    the next three days," the note read.

    Early the next day Jack retrieved the package. The small box was old and
    looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was
    difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention.

    "Mr. Harold Belser" it read.

    Jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. There
    inside was the gold box and an envelope. Jack's hands shook as he read
    the note inside.

    "Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack
    Bennett. It's the thing I valued most in my life." A small key was taped
    to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Jack
    carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold
    pocket watch. Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing,
    he unlatched the cover.

    Inside he found these words engraved: "Jack, Thanks for your time!
    Harold Belser."

    "The thing he valued most...was...my time."

    Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and
    cleared his appointments for the next two days. "Why?" Janet, his
    assistant asked.

    "I need some time to spend with my son," he said.

    "Oh, by the way, Janet...thanks for your time!"

  2. Sashmitaa

    Sashmitaa Senior IL'ite

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    Time is precious indeed.


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