He owns several houses and apartment buildings, in addition to exotic cars, alone worth over $2 million. When I arrived at his home, I didn’t know to bring my own nickels, so the host gave me a roll of nickels. At the end of the game, he counts the remaining nickels and tells me I owe him three nickels. At first I thought he was joking around, but he said he was serious. I looked around at the other guys and they all laughed. One of them said, “You have just met the cheapest guy you will ever know.” I have since learned this guy is genuinely proud of this reputation. He even buys his lunch at the gasoline mini-mart (hot dog and drink for $1.50). Despite this, we are close friends, possibly because he lets us make fun of his idiosyncrasies.