“..Whenever someone asks me my greatest fear, the very first thing that comes to mind is poverty.
I grew up in a small town in Michigan.
We were those country folks for whom my dad’s success deer hunting in November really did make a difference in how well we would eat all winter.
My mom, in addition to holding down two minimum-wage jobs, grew a garden and canned everything from it, which sounds nice and idyllic now ..
.. but at the time was no joke.
This was survival, and tomato worms and potato bugs really were our competitors.
We were government cheese and powdered milk poor.
We were cars repossesed .. and a leaky roof we couldn’t afford to fix poor..”
go to source/story>>Greatest fear: Poverty, and the trap that it builds – librarienne – Open Salon
