I am just twenty four years old but to my great astonishment, I can already call myself a rich guy! I have spent all my childhood living in a bad neighborhood, there was never enough money in our family. Dad drank a lot and mum had to work in two places to ensure food and clothes for me and my younger brother... I will never stop thanking god that our old neighbor Mr. Graham dedicated all his fortune to me! I used to help this poor old man with his day-to-day issues like helping to carry the shopping bags and so on. I would never expect anything for that. I was doing it because I wanted, no one had to pay me. Now the old man is dead, I attended his funeral with mum and Billy. It was a sad event but when we got to know that we inherited a hundred thousand dollars from him we could not stop the happiness to burst out! What shall we do with these tons of cash? Dad suggests we should just store it as it is in the basement but mum is afraid that he would find it and spend it all on alcohol. This is why we will convert it into silver or gold bullion as fast as possible and store the bullion bars in the closet. He does not even know what bullion gold or silver is so he will never manage to find it and use it in a way that we wouldnt like it to be used - to buy beer and stuff.