classy to the end

> In 1958, I bought my first and only home. Of course, it was in Omaha, located about two miles from where I grew up (loosely defined), less than two blocks from my in-laws, about six blocks from the Buffett grocery store and a 6-7-minute drive from the office building where I have worked for 64 years.

Is Warren Buffett getting into the meme too?

End of an era.

Here's a person with integrity. They're very rare these days, especially amongst the wealthy.

What are the odds of all these hugely successful people living a stone's throw from each other in middle of nowhere Nebraska?

Obviously there is something going on there, magic, lots of minerals in the water, something...

If you are younger than 95, you are richer than Warren. Time is our finite resource and I'm sure he would give anything to trade places with you. Spend your riches wisely.

If only more billionaires would start sounding as aware as this 95 year-old one:

> But Lady Luck is fickle and – no other term fits – wildly unfair. In many cases, our leaders and the rich have received far more than their share of luck – which, too often, the recipients prefer not to acknowledge. Dynastic inheritors have achieved lifetime financial independence the moment they emerged from the womb, while others have arrived, facing a hell-hole during their early life or, worse, disabling physical or mental infirmities that rob them of what I have taken for granted. In many heavily-populated parts of the world, I would likely have had a miserable life and my sisters would have had one even worse.

> I was born in 1930 healthy, reasonably intelligent, white, male and in America. Wow! Thank you, Lady Luck. My sisters had equal intelligence and better personalities than I but faced a much different outlook.

> [...] A Few Final Thoughts [remaining 7 paragraphs possibly directed at current events]