“Codicil: an addition or supplement that explains, modifies, or revokes a will or part of one” (Oxford English Dictionary). Now, why would I start a blog with a definition? Hang tight, dear reader, and I will explain. Some of you know that my long-suffering wife and I took a little road trip in September. It turned out to include 20 states, 4 time zones, 5,000 miles, and a variety of experiences. Overwhelmingly good ones. However, there was an exception.
The exception took place one evening as we drove back from a day at Yellowstone National Park. It had been fun bumping obnoxious tourists into the hot springs just to hear them scream, encouraging teenagers to throw rocks at bears to get their attention for a better photo, and telling children that the bighorn sheep liked to be petted. It was dark out, and we were slowly heading for our cabin when, quite suddenly, an enormous mass came into view directly in front of us in the road. It was a bull American Bison and I was looking upat his backside. My catlike reflexes had us swerving quickly around the land mass and back on the road, a good thing because on one side of the road was a sheer rock wall and the other side was an abyss.
I could not believe we had missed the bison. If we had struck him, all 2,000-plus pounds would have ended up in our laps, thrashing about, swinging his horned head and hooves. I am confident that would have left a mark. Once we realized we weren’t dead, a kind of giddy relief came over us from the near-death experience. I talked to a Park Ranger the next dead and he said bison occasionally get struck by cars at night and it usually turned out badly for the people in the cars. I wondered why I didn’t see the big buffalo until the last moment, and the Park Ranger went on to say that the hide of the American Bison absorbs light, rather than reflects it. Oh, and coming up behind the impediment meant we didn’t have any eyes or horns to reflect illumination from our headlights. Good to know.
Back to the codicil. When we realized we weren’t dead, but could have been, we also realized that parts of our last will and testament were incomplete. We do have a will, but we suddenly realized it was not specific enough, and that for our two daughters’ sakes, we needed to be clearer. So we have set ourselves to the task of defining which daughter gets what, after consultation, so when we move on to the true country, there won’t be any confusion about our villa in the south of France, our offshore accounts in the Bahamas, or the Lear jet.
We have peace of mind now about our assets, and, in a way, we can be grateful to the assets of the bull American Bison for helping us focus. The codicil attached to our will shall be known, officially, as “The American Bull Bison Codicil”.
