The Power of the Individual

1929
Randy Blunt sat down and put his face in his hands. He cursed, multiple times. He was sitting on a bench in New York. He hit the bench, hard. He'd just lost all of his stock money in one, god damned day. He cursed again. He looked up at the sky, and wondered what would've happened if his father hadn't given him that gold his father's father had found in California.

Randy shook his head, and stood up, walking away.

In 1933, Randy would die in a shoot-out between Police and the New York Mafia.

That's not the point though. Let's rewind, shall we?
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1890
"I'll never give away that damn money! I ain't gonna die, and if I did I wouldn't want that treasure chest opened till the next gaw dammed '49!!!" The old man yelled from his bed in his cabin in Oklahoma. His father had discovered gold in the '49 rush, and had held onto it.

He had been planning to use it, but things kept coming up. Now, the guy's son, this old man, was in possession of it. The very day he'd gotten the money he'd been told he had two weeks to live at most.

Above was his reply. Thomas Smith was a strange old man. He'd fought in the Civil War, on the side of the Confederacy. He'd been to old to join in on the many adventures of some of his other old comrades.

In OTL, he would've died at the end of two weeks, by that point softened and determined that the money would pass onto his grandchild, who was in the womb. In this TL, he died after two days, and his statement stood.

The money is not to be used by anyone until 1949. And so it was.
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Alright, this is my first serious TL. Comments so far?
Btw, these people are fictional, but I'm sure that with enough looking, we could find some similar people in OTL.
 
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