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hennible you're an angel.
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we did the same thing sort of when we brought his gram to live with us. We fixed up her trailer and sold it to pay for the renovations for her here. Boy were folks mad. But, no one offered to help us ever. It was the hardest, 2 yrs of my life, and best experience I ever had. I learned so much about dh family history and about myself.
 
I would have gladly paid 30k. In the end we each got 7.5.

It had a 1 acre garden, hot beds, 100+ year old grapes, peaches, apples, pears, big rhubarb bed, ice cellar, root cellar, et. al.. Not to mention the huge hen house.
Those growing things were replaced with a parking lot.
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grandpa's farm is now a subdivision of million dollar homes ugh. *silver lining* She sold too early and got none of the profit.
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karma
 
Thanks tnt, you must be an angel too... But DH is the real sweet heart.. For everything would not have been possible without him... He even took care of dad when I had to take mom to Vancouver for back surgery :love
 
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My oldest sister wanted to know where her inheritance was this year when dad died... After my DH and I matched what mom and dad had put into their mortgage in the form of renovations, ( so we could all live together) paid Half the mortgage each month for five years, and took care of them, all the yard work all the House maintenance... Mom has MS and dad was very sick for years ( cancer ) but apparently all my work and my money where not worth anything once I had no mortgage ( paid off by dads life insurance ) apparently me no longer having a mortgage is unfair... I still care for mom the house the yard and DHs money pays for the rest ( hydro etc ) but she didn't get anything, so I'm the spoiled one....

What is wrong with people!

Here in California, The inheritance goes to the surviving spouse. My silly inlaws kept going on about what they would inherit when their Dad died. His Widow got the inheritance and since she is a third wife and not their Mother, their Dad's stuff will go to her actual kids.

Actually it all cracks me up quite a bit....

hennible you're an angel.
love.gif
we did the same thing sort of when we brought his gram to live with us. We fixed up her trailer and sold it to pay for the renovations for her here. Boy were folks mad. But, no one offered to help us ever. It was the hardest, 2 yrs of my life, and best experience I ever had. I learned so much about dh family history and about myself.
Taking care of people with illnesses like MS is so hard!

X2!
 
My oldest sister wanted to know where her inheritance was this year when dad died... After my DH and I matched what mom and dad had put into their mortgage in the form of renovations, ( so we could all live together) paid Half the mortgage each month for five years, and took care of them, all the yard work all the House maintenance... Mom has MS and dad was very sick for years ( cancer ) but apparently all my work and my money where not worth anything once I had no mortgage ( paid off by dads life insurance ) apparently me no longer having a mortgage is unfair... I still care for mom the house the yard and DHs money pays for the rest ( hydro etc ) but she didn't get anything, so I'm the spoiled one....
Of course you are.
Lots of similar stories.

grandpa's farm is now a subdivision of million dollar homes ugh. *silver lining* She sold too early and got none of the profit.
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karma
Same here. My dad was the only one of 5 siblings to ever marry. The homestead was left to my uncle who took care of his brother and sister who were recluses. The other brother shot himself in his 20s when he realized he was gay. That was around 1920. I think my dad got $500 as an inheritance.
My uncle sold 40 acres of the farm to a real estate developer in the late 50s for 24k. The same developer invested the money for him in a stock portfolio primarily in that real estate firm that after 40 years was worth - you guessed it - 20k.
Worse yet, my uncle got 5k in cash and the rest was in payments over 10 years. So he basically stole the property. It soon became a subdivision. Poor dumb recluse of a farmer.
So we had a property that would have been worth millions just a few years later if he hadn't been taken to the cleaners.
Worse yet, I had to hear about the wonderful fruit trees in the back yard of one of my workplace friends that lived in the subdivision. Left over from our orchard.
 

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