The poor

I was born in 1937 and for you younger people that was in the midst of the Great Depression. It was a time when being poor was not a big deal because everyone was poor. I was fortunate because my dad was a milkman and kept his job. Many of our neighbors had gardens which later became victory gardens when the war started. They had no jobs so my dad would buy vegetables from them which gave them cash to get things like salt and lard for cooking. Some people lived on farms and they were a little better off since they could raise chickens and pigs and had a cow for milk and cheese. People canned much of their produce to carry them over through the winter. Many of the poor people today are not much better off but they feel worse because there are so many rich people.