Lesson Learned

Trump Father Mother

My Dad never told me he was teaching me lessons.  When he paid me six bits an hour to paint the fence; he didn’t tell me that it was an example of the value of money.  But after sixty-four years of working for an hourly wage, it has finally sunk in as to what two bits is worth.

People who have never worked for an hourly wage in their life do not understand working for a living.




About johnsmithiiimxiii

John Smith, IIMXIII is the avatar of an award winning poet, artist, etc. who still lives in the Palouse country of the Pacific NW. He has not received much notice with his prose . . . but as his avatar, I hope that he keeps plugging along.

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