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The “heartbeat” bill is a bill proposing to ban abortion in any case where a heartbeat can be detected (As early as 6–10 weeks, depending on the case).The legislation imposes a $20,000 fine on physicians who violate it.At time of writing (04/09/2019) it has not been signed into law yet, and awaits a vote in the state house, and a signature by the governor. The house previously passed the bill on (2012, but then Governor Kasich (R-OH) vetoed it. Current governor DeWine (R-OH) has stated that he intends to sign it if it clears the house.There is potential that the law could spark a legal challenge to potentially overturn Roe v. Wade (1973), which is the foundation of abortion as a legal practice in the U.S.A.Current laws in Ohio prohibit abortion past 20 weeks, and restrict many common methods past 12 weeks.Other states with heartbeat bills of various forms are as follows (as of April 2019):Alabama - Detection of heartbeat.Arkansas - 12 weeks, struck down by federal judge.Florida - Detection of heartbeat, 3rd-degree felony for practicioner.Georgia - Detection of heartbeat, Pending, May 12th deadline for signature/vetoIowa - Detection of heartbeat, permanent injunction preventing enforcement.Kansas - failed in committee in 2014Kentucky - Detection of heartbeat, temporarily suspended by federal judge.Maryland - two bills filed February 8, 2019. Pending house, senate, governor.Minnesota - filedMississippi - Detection of heartbeatMissouri - two bills filed.North Dakota - Detection of heartbeat, blocked by U.S. Circuit Court.Oklahoma - Woman intending to undergo abortion must be offered to hear the heartbeat first.Pennsylvania - None at present, former filing.South Carolina - filedTennessee - awaiting signature.Texas - filedWest Virginia - filedWyoming - None at present, former filing.That is 19 states with current law, pending bills, or formerly pending bills.

A2AI have yet to meet a “rental property landlord God”.I do, however, have a story about a lady who is now, perhaps, the muse of trailer parks.My dad took early retirement from life as a sometime secret agent.In reality, he was more of a private detective for the DOD (Department Of Defense), and he mostly hid in dumpsters of (nominally) used electronics, and sometimes got 30 minutes of video of people stealing F-14 and F-15 parts to smuggle to countries in the Middle East who were no longer our friends, and therefore could not buy replacement parts directly. For every 30 minutes of video of that kind, he would get approximately 72 hours of people periodically taking a whiz behind the dumpsters.After giving up the glamorous life of a minor character in a James Bond novel, he decided retirement was boring.And so he got into the business of buying up loan packages from failed savings and loans, and then collecting the debts. All of his friends were doing it, and, as they were at least not jumping off cliffs, his immediate family, which was my sorta stepmother, put up with him doing this.This went on for several years, and it became more than a hobby, it became a business.You know something is a business when your significant other tells you to “move it the hell out of my living room!”.This is actually the story of one loan in one loan package that was bought from a savings and loan in Wyoming.There was one woman who had a loan in a loan package that my father’s company bought. I’m going to call her “Irene”, because she lived in a trailer park, and it was the loan on her double-wide mobile home, and “Irene” strikes me as the name of someone who would live in a double-wide in a trailer park in Wyoming.No offense intended, if your name is Irene and you don’t live in such accommodations.My dad employed about six collectors at the time, and they would call on each of the loans in the package, and try to get the checks flowing again. One of the major things that led to the S&L debacle was the fact that no one was actually working the loans.Irene asked to speak to the manager. My dad, having nothing better to do than regression analysis, by hand, in a Microsoft Excel spreadsheet, on the next set of loans, welcomed the break.Irene was in a panic, because no one had told her where to mail her payments, and she was getting called by a collector, and her checks that she had faithfully mailed were getting returned to her in the mail as undeliverable, and was she in a lot of trouble, and did she owe a lot of interest, and could she please, please work something out, she had just planted tomatoes outside her double-wide?My dad listened, and talked her down.Everything was fine. No, there were no penalties. No, there would not be extra interest, and they were happy to take her normal payments.A year went by.Irene would occasionally call, warning my dad that the check would be three days late (she had a 7 day grace due to the terms of the original loan anyway). She’d talk to my dad about other things, too: the weather, and so on.And six months later… the loan was paid off.And on the day the next payment would have been due — but wasn’t; Irene had been sent her title, free and clear — Irene called again.Irene wondered if my dad would give her a loan; see, her neighbor was leaving for Alaska (do not ask me why anyone but vikings move to The Land Of Ice And Snow), and wanted to sell his trailer. Irene wanted to buy it.Would it be OK if she borrowed the money from his company, and paid the same amount each month to pay it off?Irene was a great payer.Irene was worried about being 3 days late, enough that she called.Irene talked to my dad about lots of things — including his advice on money, and budgeting, and what’s the best kind of dog that isn’t too small.My dad tried to explain that he really didn’t originate loans, and that he’d be happy to put her in contact with someone else who could loan her the money.Irene wouldn’t hear of it: “You’re the only bill collector who has ever been nice to me”.So my dad gave her the loan. And she paid it off early.And he gave her the next two loans. And she paid them off early.And so on.And then when the trailer park was about to be sold out from under all her mobile homes: he financed her to buy the land instead of it being sold to a development company that wanted to buy it.Irene owned her first trailer park.Fast forward to today.The last I hear, Irene still calls my dad. But it’s not for loans anymore. She just calls him to talk about his business, and her business, and how she got started thanks to that first loan having been bought in a package that was sold to him, instead of someone else.Last I heard, she owns at least 18 trailer parks, with maybe an average of 150 units each — of which she owns about 80% of them, and rents spots to the rest.Or somewhere in the ballpark of just over 2,000 rental properties.That’s Irene… muse of the trailer parks.How much capital do you need to start on that path?Probably one loan… if, after you pay it off, instead of treating it as a bump in discretionary income, you use that same money to continue buying into properties… and then use the income from those to buy into more of them.That’s what Irene did. It worked for her.

In all honesty, there are caches buried most likely in every city of the United States. Here are two quick examples. I was metal detecting in my front yard in Greensboro N.C. My neighbor, a former hell raiser and biker, then in his 50's, stopped to watch and asked me could it detect through 3–4 inches of concrete. I told him yes if the object were large enough.He then told me the story of being 15 years old and stealing his father's coin collection. He panicked after doing it and buried it in an empty lot his father owned. But he was terrified to recover it. Twenty years went by and he had finally just about resolved to dig it up, when his father poured a concrete pad for parking an RV, directly over it.I asked him why not just tell his father. He said that they'd gone almost thirty years without talking and had only reconciled for about five years. He wasn't willing to risk losing the relationship.Another person, a hitch hiker I picked up in Kentucky, told me about her ex boyfriend having robbed a jewelry store and secreting the loot in a cistern on an empty lot in Columbia South Carolina. He was caught, served 9 years but wouldn't tell where he hid the loot. When he got out, he and she went to recover it, only to find it covered over by a McDonald's parking lot.No doubt in your home city of Chicago, there are prohibition era caches still hidden. Some likely substantial. Finding them will be a matter of accident , or enterprise and luck most likely.Ever hear of Peshtigo, Wisconsin or The Great Pestigo fire? Peshtigo was likened by some to Sodom and Gomorrah in its heyday. Populated by bootleggers, thieves, hookers, organized crime, full of speakeasies, gambling halls, brothels, and people chasing easy but illegal money, Peshtigo was a hot mess. Many people used Mason jars in the ground as a bank to avoid questions about money's origins.Then it happened, like Chicago with Mrs. O'Leary's apocryphal cow, Peshtigo caught on fire. Not just on fire but a blazing inferno which destroyed everything in sight. People were killed, they fled in terror, landmarks thought to be permanent were destroyed in minutes. Many people never bothered to return. Peshtigo almost certainly has many hidden treasure caches.Any Southern city, where Sherman made incursion, especially in those he burned, almost certainly has caches buried to stay out of Yankee hands. Atlanta and surrounding area would be high on my list.Misers bury or hide money all the time. I lived in a house once whose former owner showed me a brick which came out of the fireplace, and revealed a hole where his father, distrustful of banks, had once hidden 9,000 dollars in cash. He knew this because the father was hospitalized once, and fearful of dying, had revealed the hidey hole. He got better though and lived another five years. That was in the early 60's.When the son went to remove the money upon his father's death, he found an empty hole. Most likely it is still hidden as the son insists he would have noticed had his father spent any appreciable money.Black lights can sometimes reveal where holes were made in the walls of old houses, to hide valuables, then repaired back over. Metal detectors can help if the money is in a Mason jar with a metal lid or a small metal lock box. I haven't found anything yet but keep my eyes open.Treasure comes in many forms too. I've spent years searching for a meteorite known to have caught the woods of my Dad's property, on fire in 1935. Any meteorite is valuable but a large one from a basically unrecorded fall, can be worth five figures easy. Desert areas are usually best.On the beaches of Florida's Treasure Coast, so named because of sunken Spanish Galleons from the 1715 and 1732 Plate Fleets, in the water above the high tide mark, you can legally search for lost Spanish treasure hurled there over the years by hurricanes. Finds as valuable as a quarter million dollars for a single piece of jewelry have been made and still can be by the lucky. In North Carolina, rumor has it that one of the lost Galleons from the 1732 Plate Fleet staggered Northward and sank in Topsail Inlet off Topsail Island.Gold can be found in many states. California, Arizona, Nevada, and Oregon would be my first choices but I knew a guy with an 8" dredge and diving equipment, who pulled 15 ounces of really big nugget, coarse gold, out of a fast moving river in Indiana of all places. I'd never dive and dredge alone though. Especially not with an 8". It's exceptionally dangerous even with someone tending topside.The first gold rush took place in North Carolina circa 1799, when a young boy found a 17 pound nugget which the family used as a door stop for several years before it was identified. Appreciable gold has been found in Virginia, Tennessee, South Carolina, and Georgia.Sapphires can be found as well. Montana has some nice sapphires. Sometimes gem quality ones are found in North Carolina. In North Carolina, Emeralds valued in the tens of millions of dollars have been found. 3 Star rubies, found by a fishing guide about thirty years ago, in a tributary of the French Broad River, just outside Asheville N.C., were offered at auction last year for an opening bid of 90 million dollars. North Carolina has gorgeous Acquamarines too which can on occasion run into the five figures. A handful of diamonds have been found in North Carolina but nothing of large value.Colorado has gem grade diamonds as may Wyoming. Arkansas' Crater of Diamonds State Park is open to the public and periodically, stones valued in the five figures are found.Treasure is everywhere. Sometimes in a double rainbow over the ocean, sometimes in the twinkle of an eye in the opposite sex. A huge bass biting a top water lure is a treasure indeed.Sometimes it may be in the form of cash, lost jewelry, or even native gems. Keep your eyes and ears open. Read, read, read. Do research. Especially talk and listen carefully to the old people. Many of them are sources of great leads.Most of all, just get out into the world and hunt. The most valuable thing I ever found with a metal detector, a men's 18kt three diamond ring, was in the front yard, of the first house, my parents ever bought.Life is one big treasure hunt.