its about 1 hour from Christmas and its been a nice end of the year break for me since i have quite a lot of time off in december.
Was browsing through my RSS feed when i got to Get Rich Slowly’s feed. normally his postings are objective and informative but he is away during this period and most of his posts were guest post. so he got many people to guest post for him.
today it is from his aunt. Its the kind of story which every one of us can draw upon during this economically bad times. sometime it is the family that you turn to for support and comfort, to find the energy and courage to move on and push through things. I shall post a bit on this and you read the rest from his blog.
And btw, MERRY CHRISTMAS!
On Christmas Eve 1958, I had been married two months and seven days.
We weresixteen and eighteen young but in love. Pop had a good job in a mobile home factory. The pay was $2.10 per hour. They gave him a week off for our honeymoon. On Monday morning, ten days after we were married, he went back to work, worked three days and was laid off for the winter.
We had no groceries in the house because we were waiting for payday, so the first thing we did was go shopping. The cupboards were bare, so we needed everything. The total bill came to $28. That included flour, sugar, butter, bread, lunch meat, and all the spices, plus whatever else one needs to stock a cupboard.
Through the fall and early winter Pop worked at odd jobs for his dad, who was self-employed buying wool, cow and deer hides, cascara bark, beaver pelts and other furs. Pop and a friend also cut wood for my dad. Dad paid them $6.00 a cord, and by splitting it two ways they each got $3.00 per cord.We stayed with my folks about five or six weeks during the time he was working for Dad.
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