RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:Here's an irrelevant but funny coincidence Hehehe. In 1974 I met Black Mike outside Dawson City. He had come as a boy to the Yukon during the Gold rush in the 1890's. His cabin had 5 gallon glass jars full of nuggets everywhere I looked. He clearly was never going to spend even a fraction of it. Made me realize that a certain portion of society will put enormous store in precious metals, and they are hard to shake out. Speculators come and go.
Frans