The Good Old Days
Uh-oh. Admin’s surrounded by piles of papers. He has ink on his face and is in a real bad mood. Must be tax time, whatever that is.
“Do you realize,” he says, must be to me, since no one else is around, “that before the 16th Amendment in 1913 there was no U.S. income tax, except for a brief period in the Civil War?” He throws up his hands. “Why couldn’t I have been born back then?”
A tough one. I’ve got no answers. On the floor I spot a sheet of paper with lots of writing on it. For no particular reason I pick it up and take it outside for burial.
Welcome Bernadette’s friend.
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