Dead broke when they left Washington, poor Hillary had to eke out a living running a flyblown roadside kiosk selling the “W” keys they stole from the White House computers.
That poor kid had it rough all her life, starting with her childhood as the youngest in a poor, black sharecropper family.
Too weak to fight for leftovers, too ugly to hand-feed, her Momma fed her scraps of bread soaked in milk, delivered with a slingshot.
It’s all in the book.