Daveon's Stuff

I gave up trying to talk to them years ago, after a conversation with my first father in law. He had retired to a cabin in the North Woods of Wisconsin, and we were chatting about some of his neighbours who were survivalists. He maintained he would do just fine because he had some gold coins in a bank vault and everyone would always want gold - he'd be able to buy anything he wanted. After that I didn't bother listening to him again, it just made me ill.