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A Three Hour Tourthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:older women/men, 6304 words)

Author: Prybar
Added: Jun 14 2012Views / Reads: 4398 / 2665 [61%]Story vote: 9.58 (12 votes)
Sometimes it takes adversity before you realize who your friends are.
 


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Harry wasn't a friend in the traditional sense, but he was a decent guy. I had purchased, from a lady lawyer, the 40 acres off the corner of his land that he once sold when he needed the cash. My driveway, such as it was, crossed his land, and he honored the agreement and let me actually use it, which is not a given in the state of Wyoming. He owned a few hundred acres, and ran his horses and a small herd of cattle on that land while he worked in town to make an actual living. His plan was to sell the whole property when he retired and buy a smaller place just big enough for his horses.

When the gas leases on my property had been paying off for a few years, I bought his land, and he retired, and we were both happy. He got the money to live on, and I got no new neighbors moving onto his land to mar my view, which made me real happy. The small home I built was comfortable, and the view up the valley was serene. I started a small herd of buffalo on the land, planted bushes around the wellheads so that no one would have to look at them, and then sat down on the deck with a bourbon to enjoy my view.

So when Ralph from the gas company asked my permission to drill on my new piece of land, I quickly agreed. The eight new gas wells would pay me a fortune. I set Harry up with some of that income. I thought it only fair. He didn't object. And I still had more money than I could spend in a lifetime. So at 45 I was done with working and set with money, and I had time on my hands. ...

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