My dad ran a diner for 35+ years, and my mom spent 30+ years working an administrative job at a hospital. I grew up middle class, a child of Greek immigrants. My dad retired 2015, my mom 2019.
In 2013, I gave my mom some Bitcoin for money that I owed her. She said she'd hold. I made sure she would by keeping custody of it. 😂
They started DCAing small amounts of BTC in 2016 and never stopped. I have years worth of texts from my mom proudly proclaiming she bought the dip!
The few sats they managed to save outperformed my mom's 401k by miles. Now they live where they always wanted to, and just built an extension on their modest home. They wanted more room for when their grandkids visit. 🧡
It couldn't have happened without Bitcoin.
It feels good to know I was there for the people who took care of me.
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Please post the Cream of Chicken & Rice soup recipe!
I recall you sharing this on Clubhouse. So happy to hear how well things are turning out for her and your family!
Had to share my own little story about my parent's Bitcoin journey:
Mandrik
My dad ran a diner for 35+ years, and my mom spent 30+ years working an administrative job at a hospital. I grew up middle class, a child of Greek immigrants. My dad retired 2015, my mom 2019.
In 2013, I gave my mom some Bitcoin for money that I owed her. She said she'd hold. I made sure she would by keeping custody of it. 😂
They started DCAing small amounts of BTC in 2016 and never stopped. I have years worth of texts from my mom proudly proclaiming she bought the dip!
The few sats they managed to save outperformed my mom's 401k by miles. Now they live where they always wanted to, and just built an extension on their modest home. They wanted more room for when their grandkids visit. 🧡
It couldn't have happened without Bitcoin.
It feels good to know I was there for the people who took care of me.
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Avgolemono is so good
This is what it’s all about.
Good for you ans your family. I have not been so lucky.
The dream 😍
🧡💜
Greek diners are supreme
Yesterday my own immigrant parents thanked my husband and me on not giving up on them. Bitcoin was the greatest gift I could ever give them without it feeling like their own child was supporting them.
I hope 10 years from now it’s helped them as much as it has helped your parents. 💜
Wow! Great work and thanks for sharing!
🫂🫂🫂
Congratulations on achieving where many of us have failed sir. The amazing thing is the wins, when they occur are so profound, they overshadow the banging head against a wall moments (for moments, read hours, days, weeks, months, years accordingly!)
You’re not alone
So beautiful man. We’re fixing the world one person at a time and it feels good.
That’s such a bummer. But I think it’s the norm. We have a bitcoin podcast we made for our friends and family and even 3 years in only ~5 people a year start buying.
Great story!
Biggest impact we can make is on ourselves & the people around us.
Give it time and it absolutely will!
I haven’t orange pilled a soul, either they already were or they look at me like a loon. It will be nice when they acknowledge I’m not totally nuts :)
You love to hear it.
Fellow product of Greek immigrant parents here - this warms my heart
This is really the way!
This is heartwarming. Happy for you and your family
🧡
My parents have a tiny bit into BTC and that’s it
For the rest I just focus on my own life
I learned a few things when I used to orange pill people: when things go bad they’re a bit angry, when things go good they’re jealous and envious
I just stopped doing it
No one can save you but yourself
Spent my youth dining in Greek family owned diners. Best places on earth.
hung with Sicilian baker with Italian wife, gr8 food & daughter wen younger & miss them. the early days!
nice!
I started working in my family's diner at 11! Learned a lot of valuable lessons.
beautiful 💜. This is how it should be
Legend
I’m working to do the same.
Thanks for sharing this
@npub1qex7...82qk family story🙏
You're a clever man. I wish I'd had a guide like you years ago, telling me to buy Bitcoin.
I live in the North East USA and they’re everywhere. And they’re all called “Atlantis Diner” or something of the sort. And they all have the same menu. And they’re all so good. My Dad used to take me every Sunday before Church. And when my Grandfather was nearing the end of his life we would go every weekend. Great times.
Amazing. You parents must be so grateful and proud of you. Well done. ✊✊✊
