My SO and I regularly patronized a restaurant during the COVID lock-downs. Every week, we would have dinner there. Through the renovation. Through the various scares.
The COVID panic subsided. The two of us arrived at our usual time. To be greeted with "You smell, don't come back." I still don't understand the guy's problem.
So, we didn't. That was $60-80 a week that wasn't going to them. It adds up.
When Silicon Valley Bank happened, I started buying gold and silver. I now have a nice kitty for when the dollar and the banks both crash. And all because I didn't throw the cash away on "the experience." Who knew?
Word of advice: My brother-in-law, retired and reclusive five states over to the west after my sister passed away suddenly, was regularly talking about buying gold and “solids (coins ?) “.
But, he was also on a limited income, so I don’t know whether ever bought either. Or, if he did, whether he put it in a bank vault, a safety deposit box, his fireplace hearth, or in a pipe undrr his swimming pool.
We just dont know.
Regardless. He did pass away suddenly. His gold, if any at all?
No one knows.
If you have solid money, tell somebody where it is.