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Folk singer Harry Chapin once wrote, "Old friends...they mean much more to me than the new friends. 'Cuz they can see where you are - and they know where you've been."
I've seen both ends of the spectrum. I've been poor...and I've enjoyed a comfortable income. But even when the money was coming in, I never lost sight of who I was or where I came from. I still hung out with old buddies and did stuff like before. I just never made a grandiose show of the fact I was living comfortably.
And of the few old friends who are aware how well we were doing, they respect the fact that we'd worked hard for every dime and earned what we had. Jealousy has never played a factor.
I'll still take $5 bucks offered in gas money...just as readily as I'll offer it up to a friend in return. Its the significance of the thoughtful gesture...not the actual amount.
Anyone who allows money to change who they really are and how they pick their friends...is, to put it bluntly...rather superficial and shallow.
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