Stop in for a cup of coffee

Remember not having hot lunch at school and we had to bring our own brown bag. Lucky to get 1 slice of bread and peanut butter on it many times. My clothes I had was 2 pair of everything 1 for work and play and 1 set for school for the year and only washed on the weekend. I had know idea we were poor for a long time in my youth but got me a job at 12 after school to help my dad pay for what we needed.
Glad I grew up that way and have no bad feelings about being poor.
I was walking distance from school, had to walk home for lunch.rain or snow. Right up to grade 9. Never really had money,so occasionally i would get money to have lunch at the mall. Both mom and dad worked for the city, but there was a few of us kids. And dad was a heavy drinker. I decided to not raise my kids that way.