tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17698318.post116218490737133512..comments2023-10-21T07:52:03.819-07:00Comments on Sojournering: Let's go out to the lobby...and get ourselves a drink!OTRgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12433339525588500502noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17698318.post-1162397093171499872006-11-01T08:04:00.000-08:002006-11-01T08:04:00.000-08:00This is so weird (not the post but the coincidence...This is so weird (not the post but the coincidence) - I just got done talking about the same thing with my co-workers, how poverty is so relative... I think we tend to take some of our luxuries for granted until we see others who are struggling for simple necessities in life. My older sister (who was more aware of our family finances) is constantly in fear of 'losing everything' (which our family pretty much did) despite her good job and comfortable lifestyle whereas I'm more optimistic (things always seem to work out - probably because my parents never really told me how hard-up we were) despite not having a lot of savings...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17698318.post-1162306805867896512006-10-31T07:00:00.000-08:002006-10-31T07:00:00.000-08:00My mom was single and raised ten kids, yep. It wa...My mom was single and raised ten kids, yep. It was a commodotity line back in my day and we stood there with her as she waited for her turn and they filled our brown paper bags with cheese, butter, peanut butter, flour, and beans and rice and you get the idea. The rest of the time, she drove us around and we stole corn from farmers and pecans and green beans, often by the moon light. She baked and made our clothes out of flour sacks and one time I wore one to school that was blue in the front and red in the back. Yep, sure did. I know what you mean. I'm poor now, but not poor. We have what we need and what we want and seem to have extra. I, like you, know poor.zelda1https://www.blogger.com/profile/04212809913449846878noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17698318.post-1162230289304804332006-10-30T09:44:00.000-08:002006-10-30T09:44:00.000-08:00Ahh, my post-baby tummy. Good times.I liked your ...Ahh, my post-baby tummy. Good times.<BR/><BR/>I liked your analysis on the parents and family. I remember playing on the swings in the nearby park while Mom waited in the food stamp line. I guess I was young enough to be oblivious.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17698318.post-1162223106965412242006-10-30T07:45:00.000-08:002006-10-30T07:45:00.000-08:00A wonderful reminis.But, you're wrong. There are...A wonderful reminis.<BR/><BR/>But, you're wrong. There are many movies<BR/>I haven't seen, and one of them is People<BR/>Will Talk. I have no idea whether the song<BR/>was German, Latin, or Old Church Slavonic.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com