1. Seeing these comments made me decide to send extra money to school for the kids that can’t buy anything. Also, Santa’s workshop where the kids can buy gifts for their loved ones.

  2. After growing up in a home where every unexpected problem was a financial emergency, my idea of wealthy became "I just want enough money that if something breaks I don't get anxiety about how to deal with it."

  3. I feel this. I actually have a nice small savings account now, but in my head it’s “don’t touch” money and so I still freak out when anything breaks. I have to remind myself that savings are for spending on necessities

  4. I feel this one. Whenever something I own breaks down it leads to me having an absolute meltdown. Replacing stuff can be expensive as hell.

  5. Getting new clothes at Christmas from relatives. I don't know if that is exactly a luxury or the kind of answer you are looking for, but we never had a lot of money when I was in middle school. I went an entire year wearing the same pants everyday. The funny thing was my parents didn't even buy them for me. I got them for Christmas from my Grandparents. All the kids use to give me so much shit for wearing the same pants everyday. I always told them that I had 5 of the same pair which made me feel good inside and kind of made them ease off even though I know they didn't believe me.

  6. When my paternal grandmother found out my brother (same mom, different dad) only had two pairs of pants that fit him for school that year she sent my mother money specifically to buy only him clothes. And when I'd spend my summers with my dad my grandmother would buy me and my brother new wardrobes for the school year (and plenty of school supplies for both of us) even though she had zero obligation to my brother. She refused to allow him to have no decent clothes for the school year, and she especially didn't want him to think he somehow deserved less than me just because his paternal family wouldn't do the same for him. She's been gone 15 years and he and I still talk about this.

  7. I remember one boy wearing the same pair of pants everyday and claiming that same thing. The other kids were so mean! They actually put a piece of tape on the pants and publicly caught him on the lie. I felt so bad for him but also relieved because they were leaving me alone about my own clothing situation. I was growing so quickly that it was hard for my parents to keep up!

  8. I had this problem as a child. I know your pain and I am really really sorry you experienced it as well. For me what was worse was that my parents bought my siblings clothing but not me.

  9. I was lucky. If you taught at the day camp your kid could go for free. That was just day camp though not sleepaway camp. My mom found a camp teacher who had no kids of his own and he signed me up as his kid so I could get free day camp. Did that all through elementary school.

  10. My school district put in place a policy that any school trips (teams included) must take all members even if they cannot pay. So to pay for class trips we'd do fundraising activities. It was a lifesaver, because without that policy I probably wouldn't have gone.

  11. Same. I always sat in a classroom alone, coloring something they’d hand to me before walking out. I felt like I was being punished. When I went on 2 trips due to my grades I wasn’t actually allowed to participate in activities since I didn’t pay for it. I would follow everyone there but they’d make me sit outside watching everyone until it was time to leave lol.

  12. Dude, I remember sitting in home room for three hours because I couldn’t afford the fifty cents to watch a movie in the cafeteria with all the other kids. Being poor sucked ass.

  13. When I was in elementary school during the 2008 recession my class was going on a field trip. I was scared to ask my parents to pay for it because I knew what the answer would be. Somehow, my teacher "missed" calling for my money and I got to go on the trip. In hindsight, I wonder if she knew what was up and let me go anyways. I will never forget that teacher, as this was not the only act of kindness I received from her over the years.

  14. That sucks, my school weren't assholes about it like that. The kids that couldn't go on the trips at least got to watch movies and play games all day.

  15. I was going to write something similar. We had to crumple up the newspaper to make it softer, because we could rarely afford toilet paper. This was back in the 90s after the collapse if the Soviet Union.

  16. When my grandma would come pick me up and spoil me. My parents didn't have much money and were addicts so when my grandma would come get me I would come back with new clothes, video games, toys, etc. I used to think my grandma was rich but she actually just had a stable income.

  17. Lol, here it was actually the other way around; I always used to think that my grandma was poor because she was always very frugal and would always point out how expensive everything had become!

  18. I was in this position when I was younger. I always thought my grandma had SO much money… but all she did was go to work everyday. Always made sure I had clothes and all my school supplies. I miss her pretty bad.

  19. And you got the whole thing just to yourself. My youngest brother would ration his for days just to make us jealous lol

  20. I used to read a lot, like I devoured each Harry Potter book in a day. So I would get literal stacks of BOOKIT tickets each month and my mom was so happy because it meant a few free meals for the family.

  21. Pizza hut was an experience back in the 80s.. the checkered tablecloths...the stained glass lamps.. the little candles on the table... the jukebox and the arcade table. I miss 1980s pizza huts.

  22. Oh my god. Reading this just made me realize that my mom wasn’t just handy… there was no way that we we could have afforded a professional for any repairs. My mom (single parent) did everything herself. I always thought it was because she was just good at everything (she was!), but I JUST NOW REALIZED that she was just resourceful as fuck and figured out how to fix everything herself because she HAD TO. I always try to see if I can repair something myself before calling a professional, even though I can somewhat afford it now. I’ve saved lots of money this way, and credited it to my mom being so “naturally handy”. Wow. You really unlocked an epiphany!

  23. I am from a small island in the Pacific. While I mostly still take cold showers, I have always felt that a hot shower is the finest luxury one can experience. I had my first hot shower when I was 22 years old and I can never forget it.

  24. This is the kind of luxury I think people take for granted, I always avoided showers in the winter as a kid since most of the time they where cold showers and the temperature here was around 12c° during those times.

  25. Walked from Mexico to Canada one year. Most of the time just slept under the stars. Every couple weeks I would do a town stop and stay in a hotel. My appreciation for a hot shower now has never waned. One of the finest luxuries in life is a good hot shower.

  26. Towels. Honestly, I was almost 10 When I realized people didn’t just put back on their dirty clothes after a shower because my family was so large (12 kids total including myself) and extremely poor. I thought towels were just for hotels or were maybe a prop on television. I went to a friends house and she asked for my help folding her towels. I remember laughing and thinking she must be rich. Long story short, I wasn’t sure which way to fold the towels, and begged my mom to buy them after I revealed that my friend, Simone, had them. She bought a box of used ones from a local auction and I walked around with them on my head feeling like a frigging empress after that, even though—-let’s be clear…these were second hand towels! 😂

  27. Great story! We had a single towel for 3 people that was rarely washed and now I have a beautiful stack of fluffy bath towels and an obscene amount of tea/dish towels. It makes me feel very happy to fold nice clean towels and stack them away neatly in the closet.

  28. Grew up poor and when I was a kid I used to think you were rich if you had a dishwasher and a millionaire if you had one of those refrigerators that have a button for ice

  29. My husband also says this about refrigerator ice. We moved to a house with an ice dispensing refrigerator and he said “I feel rich now.”

  30. Yes! This was always my marker. Ice machine=$$ making it. Funny now tho, I have one of those in my place and I am definitely not financially well off at all. 😂

  31. Having the heating on. We used to go to bed in our sleeping bags in winter which was really cool back then, pretty depressing now

  32. agree with this. the first winter after my parents divorced we visited my dad in NY (where I grew up). after the divorce, he couldn't afford to have the heat on, so we always put on two pairs of socks, an extra sweater, and extra blankets. I was 15, so I knew it was abnormal, but I helped him make it seem cool to my younger sisters.

  33. oh absolutely, i dont think i could ever forget the feeling of when we’d wake up at 5am freezing and trying to keep as much warmth under the blanket as possible

  34. Ditto! We only had a wood furnace so we had to conserve the wood through winter. If we were allowed to run the couple of electric heaters we had, that was the luxury!

  35. McDonald's. I knew we were living well when my parents took me through the drive thru. No Happy meals though. Its cheaper to get a hamburger and fries. You have toys at home.

  36. Pizza Hut. That nostalgic commercial they run now hits home. Going to Pizza Hut in the 80's was an event. Pan Pizza, Pac Man on a table machine and maybe Dairy Queen on the way home. Heck, eating out anywhere was an event as I was growing up.

  37. Ha I was wondering if this would be other ppl’s answer. Because that was 100% for me. I didn’t care about going on a crazy vacation or something, I just wanted to get a burger and fries

  38. Yeah, this. I'm still slightly uncomfortable in a restaurant now despite being able to afford it easily. 12 bucks for one meal?! What if I don't like it??? And can these people please stop waiting on me, I'm stressed.

  39. My brother in law is from Yemen and came to the states in the 1980s. All these years later he still can’t calibrate to the insane materialism in the US. When he goes home to visit he takes all of my 4 boys hand me down clothes. That was a wake up call to my boys - how exited his nephews were to get my kids cast offs. If you’re ever in Sana’a and see I while gaggle of kids wearing Milwaukee Bucks, Milwaukee brewers gear - that’d be his nephews !

  40. At the end of the season, sometimes the grocery store would have peck baskets of peaches on sale for a dime to clear them out before they went bad. And if Mom had a spare dime, she'd buy them and tell us to eat all we wanted - normally fruit was limited to one a day if there was any at all. Man, we'd hit those peaches like a plague of locusts.

  41. “Gonna get me a whole big bunch of grapes off a bush, or whatever, an' I'm gonna squash 'em on my face an' let 'em run offen my chin.”

  42. They'd sometimes have "slightly" squished snacks at the discount/damaged bread store we went to. I don't remember what they cost, but I was allowed to get a few of them and it felt sooooo cool.

  43. Ripe peaches at the end of the season fucking slapped back then. Every peach I get now tastes like it’s made of sawdust

  44. We were lucky we had a car that ran. A/C would have been heaven. We fought for window seat rights, but as the eldest of six kids I usually won. Sometimes I would bestow my won seat on whichever sibling I was fond of at the time.

  45. A bowl of fresh fruit…you know, like the ones you see in still life paintings? To have food that could go bad before you had a chance to eat it all…that was unfathomable.

  46. Yeah when I switched jobs a few years ago I was finally able to get out of worrying if I should pay the extra $2 for a type of food. Something that was $4 or $5 for one meal took some real consideration on if I wanted to "treat" myself or not, if I could.

  47. New clothes. Pretty much had to make everything last and while I'm not proud of it I did alot of shoplifting as young teen.

  48. Absolutely this. I can remember spending all my money earned from my first job on new clothes because it meant I could have my own style instead of a hodge-podge of older cousins’ castaway clothes. I can remember my aunt once taking me and my sister to the mall (already a fancy people thing for us) and buying us each an outfit from Gap Kids to wear for the first day of school at a new school when we had just moved. I thought it was the pinnacle of luxury. I adored the outfit and cried when I outgrew it.

  49. I grew up broke and am incredibly fortunate to have money as an adult. Meals out when I was a kid were huge, I think I only really remember three in my whole childhood, so as an adult who does largely whatever I like, going out to dinner still thrills me, always get dressed up, make the most of it etc.

  50. Same, had never tried most types of food until I went to college. Now going out to new restaurants and trying new cuisines never fails to make me happy.

  51. Kraft Macaroni and Cheese as opposed to store brand. Soda out of a can. Any restaurant where you sit down and get a menu. Having the AC on in the car.

  52. I lived in a shelter for a bit after high school. My monthly stipend would come in at midnight on the first of the month and I remember bundling up at 11:30 so I could get to the store and do my shopping and be on my way home for a much needed meal by 12:05.

  53. Going to a friend's house and seeing they had stairs. An upstairs bedroom? A downstairs basement area? I thought my friends were millionaires.

  54. New clothes! I always had hand-me-downs from our more affluent neighbors. But for my birthday, my grandparents would sometimes take me out to but a new outfit or new shoes. Always a fun adventure!

  55. Going to a fair, a concert, or a similar event, and buying food. Unthinkable when I was a child. Clearly people go to the summer fair just to enjoy the aroma of fried dough.

  56. Dude, if I was that neighbor I would happily turn a blind eye as long as the kids were good about turning the hose off (flooded basements are a pain). It would only add a dollar or two a month to my water bill: small price to pay for children to have clean water.

  57. We’re usually had a can of soup or beans or a slice of bread and spam for dinner. On payday mom would bring home one of those rotisserie chickens they sold at the grocery store. We were eating like the rich people. Fast food was still like eating at a restaurant to my mom and thus unaffordable.

  58. My only hotel stay when I was a kid was somewhere around nashville TN, and I almost flooded the bathroom because I didn't know the shower curtain had to be inside the tub. I was 12

  59. The first time I stayed in a hotel was when I was 17. My dad was supposed to drive me and my mom into the city for my college orientation but either our car broke down or he was passed out drunk with it somewhere (can't remember which) so my mom and I took the train instead. Because of the train times we had to stay overnight in the city and because it was a holiday weekend the only place she could find with available rooms was the Four Seasons. I could tell she was having a heart attack at the price (I am sure it must have drained our bank account) but she just smiled and said, "Oh well, we might as well go in style." I don't remember anything else about that weekend except for what the hotel room and lobby looked like.

  60. I've been donating to an organization for years now that tries to end the poverty cycle for kids in slums and similar situations. One of the things that money goes to is feminine products--it's very sad to think that a lack of access/money is a major reason girls can't continue their educations and get out of poverty.

  61. Fuck SAKES I never even considered something like this. The idea of that issue hits different for me for some reason

  62. A holiday. We never went anywhere when I was younger, but some of my friends did. Then when my mam got a job she told us we’d being going on holiday soon. 2 years later and we went to Wales on the ferry to some shit hole, British holiday camp. It was the best fucking holiday I’ve ever been on. We even had enough money to leave the camp and went to a restaurant in a nearby town and rode the miniature railway there. It really felt like we weren’t poor.

  63. Just getting some god dang crafts, man. I was the kid you could entertain the rest of the night with popsicle sticks, glitter, and glue. You know what I never got to do? Crafts, because the only popsicle sticks we ever got were NONE, the glue was for school only ("don't let your friends borrow your glue/crayons/pencils we can't buy more 'til income tax!"), and glitter meant more electricity vacuuming it up.

  64. The only trouble with glitter is finding it in annoying places weeks later. My college roommate used to call it “the herpes of arts and crafts.”

  65. Dental and medical care. Dental insurance was a huge luxury. I didn't have an employer that offered that until I was in my late 20's. Needless to say, I spent a fortune on my teeth. I made sure my kids always had dental care from them on.

  66. I’ve been reading through this thread and relate to SO much of what other people are sharing, but this is the most poignant. I was able to pay for minor surgery for an elderly stray cat that chose me when I was living in a leaky one bedroom apartment (with buckets strategically placed inside to catch the water when it rained), and share my food with him. That was such an unforgettable point in time for me, even though things were still tough.

  67. Food. We were broke, mom was single after my POS father murdered someone right in front of me with a .380 mag dump.

  68. Lunchables! Or being able to buy school lunch. Later on we were poor enough to qualify for free lunch but before that if my mom gave me the $2 it was a good day.

  69. We qualified for free lunch. So I always had a hot meal at school. My sons school provides free lunch to all students which I think is awesome because growing up kids somehow knew if you got the free lunch and could make fun of you. Free lunch for everyone kind of sets kids more equal. And all kids should get an option for hot lunch.

  70. My wife immigrated to the States when she was 10 and this was her answer. We bought some for our two kids last week and I know it made her feel proud.

  71. New shoes. Clothes that don't pinch. Central hating and air. Knowing the difference between hunger pains and heartburn. That one still hits every once in a while. Eat a couple slices of pizza get the burn know it's not from hunger..smile to self. Hot cocoa. Seeing rain and being dry. Laying in a sunbeam in a cooled house.

  72. Fast food. New shoes. If we ever ate meat. One of my brothers didn't recognize a pork chop at age 6-7. Asked my mom, 'Is this hard meat or easy meat?' He's 50 now and we still laugh about it. Syrup instead of a few canned peach slices and some peach juice on our stack of pancakes.

  73. Anything I could live without. Especially skincare. My skin has become amazing since I've had the disposable income to buy better products.

  74. I used to convince myself I was a "minimalist" and "didn't want to be vain." Really I was just poor. Now that I'm not struggling, I have been into good skincare and clothes that aren't rags. It's still hard to get over the guilt of wanting to have things without stains on them.

  75. Your skin is the largest organ in your body, and helps maintain any number of vital biological system/processes.

  76. I occasionally marvel at my full fridge and pantry. We had some pretty thin meals growing up. I remember being a real piece of shit about it too. My parents did their best.

  77. The concept of going to a restaurant and deciding on food you actually wanted, not just the cheapest thing on the menu, was wild and a hard lesson I still grapple with. Restaurants were special but my family did this odd thing where when we were expecting things to be extra tight for awhile we would go to a (cheap) restaurant as a kind of final hurrah before things got really bad for awhile. So I associated restaurants with sad/hard times coming, and would always order the cheapest thing to help save money. This extended to even a friend's family taking me out. Even now my partner asks me if the thing on the menu I chose was what I actually want or just the cheapest thing. They didn't grow up poor so they were very confused by some of my "odd" behaviors.

  78. The Shaq shoes? That's what I got from Kmart. And I remeber my mom be pissed when I ran out of the them, as in, my foot went through the front.

  79. I remember my nan freaking out at 7yo me because I bought crisp n' dry instead of no brand cooking oil - but I loved the song on the advert and was tasked with collecting from the store. I still remember being disapointed that it made no noticable difference.

  80. Oh yeah. Especially toiletries like shampoo etc. I’m 38 and still feel special when I get a brand new Old Spice shampoo/body wash with a new scent.

  81. And then feeling guilty even though you can afford it, questioning yourself if you really need it.

  82. For a few years, I slept on an air mattress that eventually finally gave out so it was just plastic holding sheets and pillows. I went absolutely feral when I got an actual mattress with a bed frame.

  83. $5 to spend at the book fair. I never let go of that one and now I send my kids off with $40 to spend at the book fair with the idea that my kids will walk out of there covered head to toe in book fair drip after telling their middle school crush "just get whatever you want, it's all on me."

  84. Ugh, nothing else could remind you how poor you were than the Scholastic book fair. For me it was just a forced 'window shopping' experience, I hated them something fierce.

  85. My family was not supposed to be poor but we had difficult times when I was around 8, with a mom going through severe health issues and a legal battle that needed an insane amount of money. And I discovered he used to pay an insane rent that’d be deemed illegal today.

  86. Drinking something other than tap water with a meal. Like juice or squash. We never, ever did this, and if I ever do it in adulthood it feels wildly luxurious - like, you already have the flavour from the food, why do you need flavour from the drink as well?

  87. Renting a VCR player for a special Saturday. You could watch a movie whenever you wanted, and pause it. And no commercials. I know, it sounds too good to be true. That's why it only happened a few times a year.

  88. We would go to the movies from time to time, but we went to AMC once and the concrete/pavement outside the building had reflective specs in it.

  89. Being afraid to break, damage, run out of, or lose something. I have to consciously tell myself that I can replace whatever. If I use up all of the laundry soap I can get more. If a can opener breaks, I can buy a new one. Still working on my fears about this. I have to tell myself that it’s OK to eat three meals a day because I can buy more food. The only time I ever ate three meals a day was the year that I was in foster care as a teenager. I’m well past my teenage years and still don’t eat three meals a day. But I think I need to start

  90. Here we've come full circle. I canceled our cable about 12 years ago not because we couldn't afford it but because we never used it enough to warrant the $200/month. My kiddo will prob splurge on it when he moves out because we never had it at home..

  91. I would say tranquility and security. My parents had little money, same as I do now, and now I understand the huge work they did every day for me to feel safe and serene. Lacking money is shit nowadays, having to check if that payment will come in on schedule or you'll be left with debts that month is the greatest shit I can think of right now. This happened to my parents, too, but they always made it so it had no impact on our daily lives for me. It was just an act, of curse, but I will always appreciate the few years of serenity they gifted me with.

  92. I remember one time when my mom was trying to get us subsidized housing. We had to establish residency in the county we were moving to, chosen because of many factors one of which was the relative availability of subsidized housing. For years I thought we were on an extended camping trip at a nice state park. I only realized later that we were homeless for a month at a nice state park. My mom did such a great job of not using us kids as her emotional crutch. She protected us from all her stress and fear. That was a real gift.

  93. When I was broke I would take walks alot, usually at Daytona beach. I'd sometimes walk past some really nice looking restaurants and wish that were me sitting there eating delicious food.

  94. Being able to go to the grocery store and buy whatever you want. Also, not having to add up how much it's going to cost in your head.

  95. I went from having to do that as a kid, to not having to do that in the past decade, back to having to do that - damn the inflation!

  96. Yeah not looking at my bank account before going to the store and seeing a $5 charge you forgot about had hit overnight and now you can't.

  97. My parents grew up in a poor region, food was a luxury, especially meat, they only get to eat meat like 1-2 times a year

  98. Always having sweets and soda at home. We'd get coca-cola for birthday celebrations and New years and such special occasions. I alwasy thought that people on TW shows that kept ice-cream in their freezers were rich.

  99. Breakfast and lunch on a weekday. My parents made enough money to be over income for things like free lunch or food stamps, but not enough to actually meet our needs - they were also terrible at budgeting, so having food around the house didn't happen. We'd get dinner and at least a couple of meals on the weekends when they were home and hungry too.

  100. Reading this thread is really special. We’ve all most certainly learned to appreciate the little things now. Something I haven’t seen mentioned yet is having paper towels in the house. This is just something that my mom never bought when I was growing up. And if she did, it was maybe once a year (or less) when they were on sale, and we couldn’t just use them for anything. They were savoured. Now I always have paper towels, but it took me a few years as a young adult to not feel guilty every time I tore one off. I would even tear off little pieces to only use what I needed, rather than the whole sheet. I’m not as guilt-ridden anymore, but I still try not to waste them on stupid spills like water. I’ve also learned that it’s worth it to buy the pricier ones, as you use less and they last longer. (“Buy nice or buy twice” is something that holds true in my life!)

  101. Paper products in general. Toilet paper = coffee filter. Paper towel = coffee filter. Paper plate = coffee filter. Tissue = you guessed it! Coffee filter.

  102. Eating out, even if it was McD's or Pizza on a Friday night. A/C too. We didn't have central but every few years would get a window unit, put up a blanket to block off the room and cool it. We all had to stay in that room w/a TV but eventually got bored and left.

  103. This is a weird one, but seasonings and spices in cooking. My mother raised me by herself so a lot of the time our meals were the bare minimum. Lots of cheap spaghetti and sauce. Her main priority was just feeding me. I didn't like meat until I made friends who would invite me over for dinner and I was able to experience seasonings.

  104. Time with my parents. They worked so much and had very long commutes that we barely saw them, and when we did they were too tired to do anything. They weren't really involved with anything we did in or outside of school, which sucked because we also weren't able to do much due to lack of money.

  105. I just never get over buying club packs of food, having full shelves, stocking up when things are on sale. We get that Hennessy feeling from a box of beef patties , lol

  106. Eating out, or picking up a pizza. We'd share a large pizza, drive to the next county over to pick it up, (no delivery available in that area) and we had to sit & smell it until we got home. No touching it until we got to the dinner table.

  107. Getting eggo waffles and syrup for breakfast instead of my regular plain oatmeal usually meant my dad did some overtime and had a bit to spare for that

  108. Once went to a friend’s house for the first time after a day playing football in the park. We would have been around 13 years old and I knew his family were pretty wealthy.

  109. Dude.. Paper towels. Like wtf i never realized how much of a difference those could make. Same with tissues man. I grew up on single ply tp and we never owned anything else that could be replaced with tp or wash cloths. I'm 26 now and i keep "luxuries" like that stocked. I've got that Charmin ultra strong, some bounty paper towels, loofas, baby wipes, tissues with moisturizer in them, all that fancy shit. Now i would say this is because i grew up poor, but after realizing the grand total cost of stocking these supplies is like 70 bucks a year i call bullshit on that. We could have cut corners on the beer or cigarettes for a few weeks and had twice that cost. I'd give anything to be in the financial situation my parents were in back in the 90s or 2000s. They made piss poor financial decisions and held their addictions over the needs of their kids. Now with inflation and no increasing minimum wage i struggle to keep my head up even without spending 80 dollars a week on booze and 100 a week on cigarettes. And i don't even have kids man. Nothing but despair anymore dude

  110. Growing up in Romania under the Ceausescu regime, oranges were a luxury only enjoyed by the richest of the rich. Children (and adults) would dream about getting to eat an orange one day. Now we live in Florida, where oranges grow on trees in people’s yards, and many don’t even bother to pick and eat them. Perspective is an incredible thing.

  111. Camping. We only went on 3 vacations I can remember and each was a weekend camping trip. It was so cool to get out of the house and spend time with my mom and dad who got to act like hero's showing off their wilderness skills.

  112. Traveling any method other than car, if it wasn't within driving distance, wasn't a vacation option

  113. Getting a present at Christmas that was actually just for me. There were numerous years that something was gifted to me that was actually just to help me entertain my little sister, aka a gift for her that I had to supervise her using. Or we would get one gift "for both of you so it could be bigger" which was always meant for her age group, not mine, because "I was older and understood things better"

  114. Sparkling apple cider. On a holiday we might share a bottle as a family, just enough to tantalize. I swore when I grew up I would drink as much sparkling apple cider as I wanted.

  115. I grew up poor in Alaska. It took me a bit to realize that salmon is rich people food. We ate it every day, I kind of got sick of it. We would spend all summer catching salmon and gathering a winter worth of firewood. Being poor is hard work

  116. My family experienced a bad house fire which required my parents to file bankruptcy when I was 10. We moved out to the woods to live at my grandmothers. My family of 6 lived in a 2 bay garage in New England, with no Running water or septic. We used an outhouse that we dug and buried multiple times for bodily functions. After a few years we were able to purchase a small trailer and placed it up the hill from the garage. For years we had to fill up 5 gallon jugs of water at this old hillside pipe that was fed by a natural spring inside the hill. It was finally at the age of 14 we were able to afford a septic system and an artisan well be built. This was a blessing for me and my family. I remember the day I had a warm hot shower for what felt like the first time in forever. I remember being so excited in school and trying to explain to my "friends" how I could be so happy about a shower. I was picked on for it and belittled. I know this life made me stronger and im grateful.

  117. We never had much money growing up in the 50's and 60's, but usually just enough. Some times were pretty tight though. I remember my mom crying, after I went to bed, because she over spent her weekly budget by just a few dollars. There were also a number of times where she would put things back at the cash register that "she didn't need." That always stuck with me. It was the small things that were squeezed out of her tiny budget that meant the most to me.

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