Especially seeing as how I had ignored his good advice in the first place, as to business location.
You see, we lived about 100 yards from the end of the paved road in a small town.... On a busy day maybe eight vehicles passed by (and it was the same four, coming and going). And the five other kids that lived in the neighborhood and would walk or ride by on bicycles a few times a day rarely had any money.
I suppose though that I learned a useful thing from both parents with that failed venture.
Good parents are a gift from the Lord.
Mine weren’t perfect; but then neither am I.
But they always had my back. Always.