When I was growing up my mom made about 40k per year and in our 2.5 bedroom house we had her myself my sister my mothers boyfriend the boyfriends daughter the boyfriends daughters daughter and my step brother from my mothers prior marriage.
My mother was the only one with a real job and we pretty much got by.
My childhood was very comparable to the kid whose dad owned the local dealership. His house was cleaner and bigger but not much else in terms of our childhood opportunities.
Today, the same familial cohort would be a complete disaster and we’d be homeless. The experiential gap of the wealthy and not so wealthy is growing at an accelerated pace.
My mother was the only one with a real job and we pretty much got by.
My childhood was very comparable to the kid whose dad owned the local dealership. His house was cleaner and bigger but not much else in terms of our childhood opportunities.
Today, the same familial cohort would be a complete disaster and we’d be homeless. The experiential gap of the wealthy and not so wealthy is growing at an accelerated pace.
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