[manaboutown]

I can relate to posts#7 and #8. My parents both worked. My father sold furniture at the downtown Montgomery Ward in Albuquerque and for weeks prior to Christmas worked from 9:00 a.m. until 9:00 p.m six days a week. We had no car until I was maybe ten when we started having one used car so we took the bus. Every dime, no, every penny counted. We had one bathroom and two bedrooms for the four of us in a 650 square foot house. I started working part time at a grocery store when I was 14 and always had a job thereafter. I paid my own college tuition at the local state university and walked to classes since we lived near enough. Actually, as I look back I feel privileged to have had solid family values and a moral compass instilled in me along with a work ethic. I accepted deferred gratification to obtain a decent education and work, save and invest my way to where I am today. Only in America could that have happened!

No Project Headstart, Affirmative Action or other minority privilege was ever available to me as I am white, not black.