Friday, December 9, 2011

Santa Hates Poor Kids

My Dad grew up very poor, living in a converted garage at one point, he and his two brothers and two sisters sharing a single bedroom, with a sheet dividing the room between the boys and the girls. For Christmas he was lucky if he got a new pair of socks in his stocking. He wondered why the kids on other streets got new bicycles and electric train sets for Christmas.


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