I Gave My Last $3 to a Stranger at a Gas Station and Woke up Owning a Business Empire
Two years ago, I was homeless, living in a worn-out van with my three kids—Jace, Lily, and Noah. Life had dealt us some harsh blows. My wife, Sarah, left after the stress of medical bills piled up from Noah’s premature birth. Then, I lost my construction job when the company went bankrupt. We struggled every day just to survive, sleeping in that cold van and hoping for a better tomorrow.
One night, with only three dollars left—the last money I had saved to buy the kids breakfast—I saw an elderly man at a gas station. He was trying to buy a bottle of water for his medication but realized he’d forgotten his wallet. Without thinking twice, I gave him my last three dollars to pay for the water. It was a small act of kindness, but one that would change everything.
The next morning, I learned that man, Walter, had passed away. Shortly after, an attorney came to me with unbelievable news: Walter had left me his…
