Robert Wittenberg sat at the kitchen table in his lakeside condominium apartment, sorting through his mail which had accumulated over the last seven days while he was in Las Vegas. Aside from the standard bills that came every month, there was an assortment of junk mail which he culled from the pile and deposited in the wastepaper basket.
He almost threw it away along with the rest of his junk mail,, but on closer examination, he decided that the letter didn't look like most junk mail that usually wound up in his mailbox, and he examined the envelope more closely. It was addressed to him and the proper Milwaukee City name and zip code but was missing the apartment number, which was neither here nor there since the letter got delivered anyway. …show more content…
"I never heard of this guy Goldschmidt. The odd thing about it though is that 50 years ago, I actually did belong to a club called the Science Club when I was in college."
"Are you going? I think you should. Otherwise you'll probably worry about what you might be missing."
"Well, you may be right," Wittenberg admitted. "But I wish I knew something about who this Albert Goldschmidt is."
"It's possible I may be able to help you there. I have an old friend who lives in Bayfield. She taught in the Ojibwa Indian schools on the reservations up there for many years. She retired now too, but I still keep in touch with her. Maybe she can find out some information on Mr. Goldschmidt."
"Gee, I would appreciate that Cathy. Let me know if you can find out anything interesting."
Several days later, Cathy called Wittenberg and told him that her friend up in northern Wisconsin wasn't able to learn much about Mr. Goldschmidt except that he was rumored to be a wealthy real estate investor from New York and that he did own property in that area. The Hunting Lodge he supposedly owns is actually a rural mansion originally built by a descendant of one of the early lumber barons that lives up
He almost threw it away along with the rest of his junk mail,, but on closer examination, he decided that the letter didn't look like most junk mail that usually wound up in his mailbox, and he examined the envelope more closely. It was addressed to him and the proper Milwaukee City name and zip code but was missing the apartment number, which was neither here nor there since the letter got delivered anyway. …show more content…
"I never heard of this guy Goldschmidt. The odd thing about it though is that 50 years ago, I actually did belong to a club called the Science Club when I was in college."
"Are you going? I think you should. Otherwise you'll probably worry about what you might be missing."
"Well, you may be right," Wittenberg admitted. "But I wish I knew something about who this Albert Goldschmidt is."
"It's possible I may be able to help you there. I have an old friend who lives in Bayfield. She taught in the Ojibwa Indian schools on the reservations up there for many years. She retired now too, but I still keep in touch with her. Maybe she can find out some information on Mr. Goldschmidt."
"Gee, I would appreciate that Cathy. Let me know if you can find out anything interesting."
Several days later, Cathy called Wittenberg and told him that her friend up in northern Wisconsin wasn't able to learn much about Mr. Goldschmidt except that he was rumored to be a wealthy real estate investor from New York and that he did own property in that area. The Hunting Lodge he supposedly owns is actually a rural mansion originally built by a descendant of one of the early lumber barons that lives up