
Originally Posted by
KA9MOT
My mom and dad raised 10 kids. I remember dad having 2 jobs most of the time and for a couple of months he had 3 jobs. Mom worked too. Grandma watched the kids who were not old enough to be in school or at work, or both.
When I was 10 mom got me my first job (summer months) as a dish washer on Saturday night for a caterer who went to our church. My wages went into the family coffers. We had damned little but we had a roof, clean clothes and fresh healthy food. We raised chickens, and had a 1/4 acre garden, and some fruit trees. When I was 12, my brother Robert and I shared 3 paper routes. 2 in the morning before school and 1 after school. 800+ papers every day except Sunday.
I recently received an email entitled I'M OLDER THAN DIRT, and the first sentence was about not having fast food. For us, fast food was those damned chickens.