My Mom had it easier than my Dad but her Aunt and Uncle moved in with them and the men went out looking for work and the women cleaned and did clothes and cooked. She said some nights all they had was cornbread with milk on it. They moved around a lot because they would get behind on the rent and have to move out.
My dad’s father lost his grocery store so he went door to door with a basket of produce everyday. My grandmother had a victory garden and rabbits in the backyard. Some nights all they had to eat were potatoes.
They endured a lot of hardship. I think that is why they drove us pretty hard to go through college.
My dad didn't have it so badly. His father was a Lutheran pastor, so was always employed. They sent him to prep schools and then the seminary. Being the youngest of twelve children and raised by his sisters, he came out a little spoiled and prissy.
Mom feared nobody, but did differ to him. I actually think she was smarter than my dad.