The old guy fingered his worsted wool vest and said, "Well,
son, it was 1932. The depth of the Great Depression. I was down to my last
nickel.
I invested that nickel in an apple. I spent the entire day
polishing the apple and, at the end of the day, I sold the apple for ten
cents.
The next morning, I invested those ten cents in two apples. I
spent the entire day polishing them and sold them at 5:00 pm for 20 cents. I
continued this system for a month, by the end of which I'd accumulated a
fortune of $1.37.
Then my wife's father died and left us two million dollars."
Anonymous
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