Back in the good old days...which are looking better to me by the day...the family and the church community....were the backbone of support.
This will be one to follow as it progresses or doesnt.
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12/20/2014 3:16:59 PM PST by
MeshugeMikey
("Never, Never, Never, Give Up," Winston Churchill ><>)
As a kid growing up, my dad used to take me every Saturday afternoon to the local tavern with him while we walked home with our groceries in my wagon. The local tavern owner served as the local loan bank, psychologist, marital counselor, life coach, and taxi driver for those impared. The sense of community was potent among the patrons. If I was walking home from somewhere and it was raining, I could stop in and buy a coke and a slim jim, sitting at a table. By the time I finished my coke, I had three offers of a ride home to stay out of the rain. (my parents didn't have a car)
About fifteen years ago I heard the tavern owner had been arrested for loaning money and keeping books on it. My dad told me he charged 3% to 10% depending on the family. It was always stuff like dentist bills, doctor bills, school tuition at the local catholic grade school, kids school clothes in September, etc....He died from heart failure while awaiting trial. The place turned into some fad sports bar. Sad.