Ch.244 Goodbye to Geezer and Crone
March 2024
Pat and I were nearing full retirement, but we still had a few income-producing activities: book sales, anger management training, etc. One day I suggested we set up an LLC (a limited liability company) to organize our cash flow trickle. Laughingly, I suggested we name it Geezer and Crone. I was surprised when Pat instantly agreed. And so, we became Geezer and Crone, LLC.
Most older folks know that a “geezer” is an “odd or eccentric elderly man” while a “crone” is either “a disagreeable old woman” or “an archetypal figure of a wise woman.” Not that I’m odd or eccentric, of course, nor was Pat ever disagreeable, although she certainly was wise. Interestingly, many younger persons have never heard the terms. It has been enjoyable watching the puzzled looks of bank tellers when I tell them I want to withdraw funds from our Geezer and Crone account.
I’d been thinking for some time that I was ready to close our LLC. There wasn’t any real financial reason to keep it. But, more significantly, that account’s name belonged to us; it was our ironic recognition of (and protest against) the aging process. Recently, every time I went to the bank, I felt a mixture of sadness and pleasure, sadness encountering Pat’s absence and pleasure at memories of her presence. Too much emotion for a trip to the bank.
Yesterday I closed the account, except I was told I must bring a copy of Pat’s death certificate to the bank to finalize the transaction. An unexpected and painful surprise.
Goodbye, Geezer and Crone LLC. Goodbye to our protest against aging. That title meant a lot to us but is no longer relevant to me without my partner.