I lived in an upper scale neighborhood. I never had lunch money. No big deal. There was nothing to fix. Every once in a while, I would get a new lunch pail box as a big thing but no follow through. Vic at school arranged for us to do dishes for lunch. I met him one day when I was getting my yearbook signed. He was wearing a t shirt from a Tire Store in town…
I no longer drive. I have had nice cars. Those days are over. I am losing my vision in my left eye from a diabetic stroke and a benign brain cyst on the left side of my brain.
September 