The Dark Paths of Apprentices
This is an update on the Dark Paths thread initiated in the last post.
I overheard a conversation which was quite clearly a conspiracy, though it was in sotto voce and I was likely intended to hear it. My two apprentices, both disgustingly young, were plotting to take my scissors away at the first indication of infirmity, shaking hands, or lowered brain activity. Naturally, I was worried.
I asked if they weren’t more concerned about the car keys than the scissors, and got a laugh in reply, ‘We don’t care about the car keys!’
They speak for the trees.
My age resting on the far side of young these days, this is the sort of development that meets with a cautious approval. For their intentions are honorable. But I may need to reach out in years hence to see who’s steel is with mine in case of untimely mutiny.
Further bulletins as events warrant.
Michael Hagedorn 
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A jolly roger…!
Tell Andrew (aka Mr Giggles) to keep his hands to himself!- Mauro
Hahaha good post Michael😎
Just make sure they don’t take your Masakunis!
Ha! Ha! My grandson asked me, “When you die Gammie, Can I have the Stingray”? lol
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Hahahahaha 🙂 Classic post thanks Michael!
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I am twice your age but I enjoy your battles with the young. Reminds me of ancient times