Reply #115: I was born and raised dirt poor. My place of birth is prominently listed

[bluestate10]

as the mail room of a large company. That was all my poorly educated, common laborer parents had as an address. I was delivered by a midwife that had no medical training, she was all my parents could afford. My parents took me, their newborn back to a worker shanty. I have lived most of my life poor, even as now I am likely upper middle class in earnings and assets, but I don't know. I love my work and have loved to work my whole life, even with crap jobs and even more crap bosses. For me having a flinty toughness and determination that was horned from my birth through my struggles to pay for my college education has been, what I feel, is the hallmark of why I move forward, even in the face of what sometimes looks like difficult odds. But most of all, I owe what I have to my parents. My parents could have accepted that they were poor and went into despair, but they awoke everyday to work their behinds off on physically demanding jobs that they got paid little to nothing for doing. But one value that they instilled in me was that I would have a better life. Their sacrifice and belief in me is something that I will never forget. My parents were lifelong democrats, as I am. They worshiped FDR and Jack Kennedy as deeply as they worshiped God and Jesus Christ. Even though poorly educated, they were always able to figure out republican lies and teach us, their children, of what was true.