we got WIC... they brought milk, Kix cereal, eggs and cheese.
We used to wait on the corner in the snow in akron, OH... waiting for uncle to drive by after work so he could take us someplace. we had AMHA housing... made our way from the crack neighborhood to trailer park in south florida.
mac n chz, and tuna patties 4 nights a week, bologna the other 3 nights. meals on wheels for summer.
these days, being middle class feels like millionaire status
4 BR house with double den > double wide trailer with palmetto bugs falling thru holes in roof.
Can't stop smiling, looking back at those days.
Great honesty of peace..
240 = awesomely dedicated dude raising great kids. I'm proud of you chief. We've talked about this before.
Had it pretty rough too early on, before my dad and my adoptive mom extracted me from misery. Going to the church to get clothes. People showing up with handouts, powdered milk next to a 6 pack and a 2 liter of pepsi.... being beat up for no reasons with a 1980's phone receiver because I wanted to talk to my dad... worse was being thrown on the porch naked because I was crying that I missed my dad lol... then hit me with the screen door... 8 or 9 stitches on the forehead. that's when my dad called it quit and saved me from her. She killed herself a couple of years ago. Bon Débarras.
I was lucky enough to get adopted by one of the greatest lady in the world who took me in as her son. Case closed. She loved my dad and loved me so much that she wanted more lil' Alexes... then came my sister and two brothers.. they owe me big time, I sealed the deal for my dad
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Life = not morally linear. but if you survive and have faith, things always work out.
Today we're one united family (of war) and absolutely inseparable. We all look alike and dominate with love