Roger M. Kaye
Roger M. Kaye
A retired physicist reinvented as thriller novels writer

For the Want of a Word

For the Want of a Suitable Picture - Some Other Nails (Free For Use Photo by Valeria Boltneva from Pexels)

At last, the post has arrived. A long time ago, when I was young and the world was a better place, the postman would come both in the early morning and at midday. Now, I am lucky to see the postman once a week. In fact, I am lucky if I see him at all, my letters are often tossed on the front path despite the large purpose-built, letter box. And, for all I know, it’s a postwoman and not a postman.

But today I have a bank statement. I quickly tear open the envelope and pull out the enclosed sheet; am I rich or am I poor?
The news is good. I have tax payment of $3.92 but there is a tax rebate of $3.93. Although there is no obvious reason for my good fortune, my account has been credited with a whole one US cent.

I hope there were other people in my street who received some post. It would be bad for the fight against Global Warming if the postman had made a special journey, carrying my envelope and its contents, both made from very thick, high-quality paper, just to tell me that I was one cent richer than yesterday.

Once I had absorbed this important information, I was tempted to put the paper in the rubbish bin. But the bin is outside, nearly seven meters from my front door. It is a hot day, and I would need a drink of water when I return to the house. Is it worth endangering the rapidly emptying Kinneret? Even though I am among the rich, with my tax rebate crying out to be spent, I must be responsible in my actions.

The old story tells us how, for the want of a nail, a kingdom was lost. I would not want to have future generations hear how, for the want of a cent, the Kinneret was lost.

But then I remember. Like many other water-conscious Israelis, our drinking water comes in large bottles, imported via the supermarket from Turkey or some other distant land with more water than they want or need.

I usually try to keep my blogs to 400 words. Today I have only managed 399. I hope the Times of Israel editor doesn’t decide that it is too short to be worthwhile publishing.

I don’t want to hear – For the want of a word, the Blog was lost.

About the Author
The author has been living in Rehovot since making Aliya in 1970. A retired physicist, he divides his time between writing adventure novels, getting his sometimes unorthodox views on the world into print, and working in his garden. An enthusiastic skier and world traveller, the author has visited many countries. His first novels "Snow Job - a Len Palmer Mystery" and "Not My Job – a Second Len Palmer Mystery" are published for Amazon Kindle. The author is currently working on the third Len Palmer Mystery - "Do Your Job".
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