I wasn’t expecting to make 25k last Sunday…

My neighbor is basically the guy from Gran Torino. He’s 90 something Korean War vet who spends most of his time smoking on his front porch.

He had a bad fall a while ago so my husband started mowing his lawn.

The first word I ever had with the guy was a few weeks ago when he yelled across the yard “hey, tell someone if you smell something bad coming from here, will ya?”

After that, I started having beers with him on his porch some nights. On one such occasion I mentioned how happy I am that silver is so high. He asked how high, I said $50.

His eyes nearly popped out of his skull and he invited me into his house, first time I’d ever gone inside.

He makes me crawl around his terrifying cistern till I find this mysterious bag that almost broke my back trying to get out.

Then he just like… gave them to me…

He said his kids are “pieces of shit.”

He finds it so funny that the last friends of his life are “queers.” He thinks it’s the funniest thing and called it karma.

I also have reason to suspect that he’s leaving Mercury dimes in my mailbox…