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Originally Posted by $5 submissions
Very poignant story. There's this very rich guy (I forgot his name) who kept ragging on his father because he was as "poor as a church mouse" or something to that effect. Talk about issues. A parent's responsibility to a child is to take care of that child...not necessarily provide a RICH household for that child.
My parents were dirt poor when we immigrated from the Philippines to the US but their struggles enriched me in more ways than money ever could. It helped me realize the value of sacrifice, saving, taking risks, and being strong. I can't repay them enough for that.
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My oldest uncle is somewhat like the rich man you described. My mother's family was very poor and my uncle would take vegetables from the farm into town in order to make money. He swore he would not be poor when he grew up.
Long story short, he's a billionaire, on his third wife and his kids no longer speak to him.
My dad was a middle class guy. We never had lots but we had enough. Most importantly, we had a father that was always there for us and when he had extra money, we were the ones he spent it on. He's gone now, along with mom and I miss them every damned day.