August

Today it gives me tremendous pleasure to relate this story that Grandpa Joe used to tell in
a variety of ways.

There was a shoe repairman named August and his shop had only a few customers so he

didn't have money to pay the rent. The landlord told him he had to come up with his rent or he would have to close his shop in September. The shoemaker had a few repairs, but he still

couldn't pay his rent.

So the shoemaker put this sign in the window of his shop:
The first of September will be the last of August.

I think it's great and story and I plan to tell it until the last of Marsha.