That is my thought.
In the times when the lottery got to obscene proportions I let myself go on a lark and buy a ticket then think of all the things I would really want to do. I easily run out of things I would enjoy or be able to use and establish a personal endowment for living expense. After that I start thinking about how to employ it best. There are so many things that are worth saving that constantly struggle for funds.
I have too much already I don’t need without building up treasures like that. Too many of these assclowns think that wealth or fame somehow give them a special right to tell others how to live or what they should do. It is the thirst for power that drives them I guess. Either that or they are just compensating for some other deficiency.
He kept inventing, growing his business, manufacturing it locally, etc. He had a nice home but nothing compared with the rich of today. I asked him once about his old big Cadillac convertible that he babied. (He would wash it and wax it himself.) “Oh - my son told me I needed something newer with more pizzaz - he got me a BMW to drive. I still like the Cadillac better!”
He always had very nice yachts too. I'm not sure if he did it with all of them, but one of them he donated to the local university for ocean research.
Such a super nice, humble guy.