[STARLIT]

I even had a friend tell me that many people called my husbands family...white trash because the family had 10 children and my husbands dad worked out of his garage fixing cars. Cars were on his land...they were out of the city limits...the city moved to them. So when the garage was torn down and a nice garage was build in its place the city fought them. Each expansion was a fight. The neighbors with money didn't want the boys from the garage dad get ahead or better the neighborhood even. The boys have such great friendly personalities they were even getting the police departments cars in to work on and still do.

When my husbands dad died...the son's continued to help the elder that the dad helped. They would buy their oil from Walmart and come have him put the oil in. Any minor problems he would take care of it free of charge(trade was common)...and the son's continued this until every one died. That's how they were raised. When some customers retire they come out to the garage and talk and sometimes go eat lunch with some of the workers....

[Rusty0604]

That’s what I call a true American story, thanks for sharing.

[Freee-dame]

Sounds like your husband came from a really good family. It’s a great blessing.

[hoosiermama]

That how business was done. Remember getting brown eggs, a bushel of pears, delivery of cut wood. All in trade for services rendered! A more honest was of doing business. Hand shake. DJT was raised with the same work ethic.

[lysie]

That’s what I call a true American story, thanks for sharing.

I agree. The good ole days. Sure miss them.