Mac turned 70 that year, and I turned 20. I asked one day. That s great Mac, I replied. It s great for you he said, you re on the winnin end. It s taken me more than 20 years to begin to understand what he really meant, though I smiled when he said it.
Chance is another funny lesson.
It was on a grocery run to the Chopper when Bob told Mac about his new security job in Albany. It required Bob to carry a gun. Bob bought a shiny, silver .357 magnum. At the checkout Bob offered to pay Mac s small grocery bill. Oh and by the way said Bob, I ve taken out a life insurance policy on myself and made you the beneficiary, Mac.