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"That's the idiot from the car," said Ron.
Kevin looked back and forth between Ron and the man at the microphone, "Isn't that Mr. Montrose?" he finally asked.
"Ladies and Gentlemen," the speaker began. "Some of you may recognize me, or may note the strong family resemblance to my father whose portrait hangs over the main fireplace here in the lodge. And I think that all of you heard what happened the other day. So.... half of you are probably thinking 'How can anyone that rich be that stupid?' And the other half are probably asking yourself, 'How can anyone that stupid be that lucky.'"
He looked out over the crowd and made a hand gesture pointing to several of the tables in the front. "I am here tonight because of these people," he continued. "I did something extremely stupid and extremely dangerous. I didn't know how stupid it was until my go-anywhere-at- anytime all wheel drive SUV bogged down in the snow. I didn't know how dangerous it was until an avalanche tumbled that 8000 lb SUV down the mountain like it was an acorn. I am very rich, but I did what I did because I was an idiot, and my family and I are alive because we were lucky enough to have these people in our world."
He paused to look once again at the tables. "One man... and then eight more, came out to rescue us from my idiocy. They knew how stupid it was to be on that road. They knew how dangerous it was to be there. And yet they came out to where an idiot had buried an SUV on a closed road. They didn't do what they did because they were idiots; they did what they did because they were heros. I don't know who said it, but I read it on a plaque somewhere, 'A hero is just a person who is brave enough to do their duty when duty calls.' This idiot... this very rich idiot would like to thank you heros for bravely doing your duty."
He held up several envelopes in his hands. "For the county plow driver, Mr Harold Watson... for the state rescue workers, Mr David Long and Mr Robert Watson - cousin of Harold's.... for the county rescue workers, Mr Wyat Thompson, Mr Larry Michelson, Mr William Polk, and MISS Shirley Jones... and especially for Snow Rescue EMTs Ron Jeffry and Kevin James, I have, in each of these envelopes, a certified check for $250,000. The taxes are all taken care of and if there are any problems, the card for my lawyer is also in there. Just call them. They will straighten everything out. My people will get with you in a little while and explain how this all will work."
"In addition," he continued, "I have arranged for a 'meritorious admission' to Harvard School of Medicine for Ron and Kevin who are both pre-med students here at the local college." He turned and addressed them directly. "Or if you would rather go to Stanford or Johns Hopkins, I can arrange that also." He smiled out at the crowd. "There are some advantages of being a billionaire, even if you are an idiot billionaire."
Seeing their looks of shock, he went on. "I've checked you two out. Your grades are more than adequate, but schools like that also need a little push from above to get you in. Or, if you would rather go somewhere else, just let my people know. There are still a few medical schools in the country that don't have a building named for my family."
Kevin and Ron just stared at each other with open mouths. "And don't worry about tuition and books and that stuff. All you have to worry about is your living expenses, I will pay the rest."
He then turned back to the crowd and said, "I've always wanted to do something great in my life, but I am too much of a rich, spoiled, self-centered idiot to ever do much except manage money my great-great-grandfather made back in the old days. But these two have already shown that they are willing to give their lives for others. They will make great doctors, and giving the world two great doctors like them may be my only way to bring greatness into the world."
There was a tremendous round of applause, after which Mr Montrose concluded, "Enjoy your dinner and sleep well tonight knowing that there are heros among you."
Ron and Judy, Kevin and Julie, Joan and Sara sat talking excitedly among themselves until two men in dark suits came over and bent down to speak with Ron and Kevin. "I'm sorry Judy," Ron said. "We've got some legal papers to sign and then the lodge wants us to do interviews with the local news media. I think they said something about a news conference tomorrow morning, so it looks like we are stuck up here tonight."
Kevin took Julie's hand. "We're back on duty at the aid station tomorrow morning, so you four are on your own tonight and most of tomorrow. Why don't we meet you back at the cabin for supper. I might use some of my new-found wealth and get some pizzas delivered from town."
Ron asked, "Will you girls be OK on your own tonight?"
"We will be more than OK," they said in chorus, "We will be fine... mighty fine." Their laughter caused people at several surrounding tables to look over wondering what was going on.
Kevin kissed Julie lightly on the lips and Ron gave Judy a quick kiss on the cheek. "See you tomorrow night," they both said as they accompanied Mr Montrose's "people" back into the office area.
"Shall we go?" asked Julie.
The four of the got up from the table and started toward the door. "I'll go get your tennis shoes from coat check," said Sara. "Unless you want to walk barefoot with me across the snow in the parking lot."
"I'd rather sit bare assed in the snow at the edge of the parking lot," answered Joan. "But I think I will wait until we get home to get bare assed naked."
"You're already bare assed under that skirt," said Sara. "Like I said, it was windy in the parking lot. Half the people here know that you are bare assed under that skirt."
"I didn't hear you say to take only one pill," said Joan, her face turning red. "It kind made me loopy."
"Oh, that explains a lot," said Julie.
"What do you mean?" asked Joan.
"I think she is referring to the fact that you were stroking my breast and legs most of the night." answered Sara. "Those who didn't know you were bare assed, know you have a girl friend."
"I don't have a girl friend," said Joan, standing up very straight. "I have a fiancee."
"That makes three of us," replied Judy.
"I think we have a lot to talk about when we get back to the cabin," said Sara.
Judy, Julie, and Joan handed their heels back to Sara to put in the bag which already held hers. She handed them back their tennis shoes, Joan refused saying, "Put them back in the bag. I'll barefoot it with you. Maybe some of that cold will work its way up to my bare ass and cool things off a little."
Sara stuck her tongue out at an older woman standing nearby who had overheard them and was looking at them with an obvious expression of shock and disgust on her face. Then taking Joan's hand they walked out into the parking lot together.
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END OF DAY SIX, PART 2
There is one more episode after Day 6 in
"The Three J's and an S Go Skiing"
The saga will hopefully continue.
Sara has already talked about wanting to go to Mardi Gras sometime,
And Joan's dad thinks it would be a good idea
for the girls to have "real jobs" over the summer.
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