I attended a funeral in Oklahoma two weeks ago, the father of a good friend of mine passed away. After parking, about two blocks away, I grabbed my mask, and walked to the funeral home. Outside standing were about 50 people, and I finally made my way inside to sign the register book. Outside, no one was wearing a mask. Inside, full to the brim, no masks! I eased my mask off and walked back outside. Found my friend, and inquired about why no one was wearing a mask. He replied with a smile, "Boy, this ain't Dallas." I was waiting for a follow up, but none came, because he was serious. I just shook my head and said I would meet him at his house. ---- The good news is, at his house I told him I was starting to get into numismatics, and he said "Really? I bet I have 6 or 7 hundred K of coins". He retired 3 years ago, had 3 pawn shops from the early 80's thru 2017. In his safe room, guns, loose diamonds, etc. Then he pulled out album after album of $5, $10, and $20 gold. Special ones he saved over the years, and leftovers after selling out the pawn shops. I asked him why none were graded, and all he said was that he just never wanted to, even though he had several bulk submissions of some Morgans and such to be graded over the years so as to sell easier in the shops. The larger shop was one mile from a huge Indian Casino. He said he really kind of forgot he had them, or hadn't given them a thought in a few years, "As a matter of fact on Monday, I better update my will to include these coins, who gets what, hadn't I"? Yes, you should. I couldn't help but do a mental note on dates and denominations, and approximate grades, anticipating getting home and doing research, as I figured he was about right on the '6 or 7' estimation, but on the drive home I realized it just doesn't matter what their monetary value is, he doesn't care, so then I don't. Just another example of what is out there in the raw, and probably will remain, just like in his 20' x 30' 'safe room', with that huge Fort Knox steel door, digital this and that, bells and whistles and buzzers, in a small town in southern Oklahoma. No masks, no graded coins, to each his own I guess. Since he wants them to be 'passed down', I don't guess he's going to leave any to me, because he knows I know my way to the front door of Dallas Heritage Auctions.