My Dear Friends,
About a hundred years ago my grandfather fought in World War I — my cousin, Ken Summers, found the following. (The military keeps pretty good records.)
Hit control ++ to magnify his medical record. It says Grampa was sent home to die.
You can also magnify his widow’s pension below. Not much for a man’s life: $322. That’s not for a month, that’s for an entire life.
Several MDs I talked to said that with a wound like Gramps had that the surgeons would have removed the shrapnel. No. Grampa — who I never met — ended up with lead in him and a tiny pension.
John & Mercy Summers
He decided to take it in a lump sum, a one-time payment of around $300 while he was still alive.
What is not recorded in any documents is that as soon as he received the settlement one of our shirt-tail relatives visited him with a sack of — of all things — almonds.
This chap stuck a pin in one of the almonds and said watch.
He lit the nut on fire and it burned for several minutes like a tiny torch.
My grandfather gave this asshole all his pension money after being promised large returns on a secret process to extract oil from almonds — this oil would be used to power the world.
Grampa died shortly after. A busted man.