Well Hex not everyone is as fortunate as you with money..
Now you made me laugh. Fortunate? O.K. my child, pull up a seat and I'll tell you a bedtime story.
I was born on a 10-acre farm in Arkansas. My first babysitter was an old black family with 12 children because my grandmother and mother had to work to earn $100 a week. There were five of us with my two brothers.
I got my first job at 12 picking tomatoes and chopping cotton. Ya, I was fortunate. After I graduated high school at 15 I worked in Washington D.C. and earned a whopping $75 a week from which I paid taxes and Unemployment insurance. My takehome was $43 a week in 1972.
After the Air Force I went to college on a Disabled Veterans Pension and completed 220 hours, three majors and two minors in three years.
And the life got really interesting. I spent two weeks in a county jail on possession of 1/4 lb of cocaine. I became an alcoholic and was looking at the rest of my life in jail until a small little lady attorney took me aside and told me in a very sweet voice "GET YOUR SH*T TOGETHER!!!!!"
Well, after getting out of jail with no job and no self-respect and spending three months living under a bridge in Little Rock, Arkansas (it's the railroad bridge just off I-30) I decided I was tired of blaming the rest of the world for what I was and who I had become.
Since that time I have worked every day of my life, taken only only one vacation ( to get married) and have worked for the NSA, coached Professional Basketball in Europe, and had a great career which allowed me to cash in some stock and live the rest of my life without ever having to work again.
But guess what? I'm working every day of my life and enjoying it. And I live on what I earn.
I said it before and I'll repeat it. Don't throw stones at rubber walls.
Fortunate? Yes I am. I'm fortunate for being alive. I'm fortunate that I have two beautiful daughters who love me. I'm fortunate I can wake up in the morning and not crave a drink, a joynt or a line of cocaine.
But most of all I'm fortunate I am alive. And that, buddy boy, has nothing to do with money.