He was a hard worker.

His greatest pleasure, since he was a little boy, was taking the money he earned and saving it. He loved to see the numbers in his bank account go up and up.

When he got older he learned of other ways to make his money grow. There was the stock market with its ups and downs, but mostly and gradually up. Bonds with coupons attached were another method. He would clip those coupons, like a miser, in the safety deposit box room at his favorite bank. He dabbled in real estate and he was also successful at that area of capitalism.

The money was adding up to a grand total.

Along his life's road, he married and he fathered a son. It was his only child. He didn't have time for his offspring, because he was working feverishly to accumulate money. His long hours in the workplace kept him at a distance from his wife and son.

The years followed each other and soon his son was about to be married. He was not enamored of his future daughter-in-law, but he tolerated her even though she was not born in the U.S.A. and she was a bit of a hippy. They had a fragile relationship.

His wife, from whom he had distanced himself, died not too long after the birth of his grandson. As long as he could work and accumulate money he cared little for his son's family. In truth, he was estranged from his son and his daughter-in-law and his grandson. He was discontent.

Soon his son's family stopped visiting and the rift widened. His son's wife became surly to him and it was just below open warfare.

A doctor's visit told him that he was seriously ill and he did not have a long life expectancy. Also at this time he realized he was a multi-millionaire. His working and scrimping and saving had paid a great dividend. He was rich and alone in the world.

Now the dilemma reared its ugly head. To whom should he leave all this money?

He despised his alien son's family!

All that money - all that saving - worthless!

As he sat in the lawyer's office, trying to forge a will, he viewed his life as a waste. No one he loved would be his heir. He wept inwardly at the hopelessness of his situation.

This is a true story.