Wrong place
There was an old miser who was close to death. While on his deathbed, he gathered his family around to tell them his last requests.
“I want one of you to take all my money and put it in a box in the attic. That way, when I die, I can take it to heaven with me.”
A couple of days later, the miser died. After the funeral, the family once again gathered at the house. The widow went up to the attic and came down, carrying the box. She held it in front of everyone and opened it. The cash was still there!
“Darn fool,” said the widow, “I told him he should have put the box in the cellar!”