My mother told me that she was thrilled to get an orange for Christmas. But that was the Great Depression.
My Dad told me the same thing - an orange in his stocking was the highlight of Christmas. Yes, height of the depression in Indianapolis.
About the time of the George W. Bush crash of 2008, my mother told me that somebody came into the store where she worked?
Their son told them that all he wanted for Christmas was —————— toilet paper.
Sounds like Fauci’s COVID-19 days.
I spent around $30 at WalMart yesterday. Other than $8 for oil for the car, the rest went for food.
I keep the gas tank as full as I can on the car. But that took another $7.
Gas is about $2.87 - $2.97 here in the Midwest - regular UL
Still, under President Trump, it was about $1.85 at the same convenience store.
That’s what my mom got...food. War-time England was when she grew up. The closest thing she got to a toy was paper dolls. Fruit, nuts, hankies, and paper dolls. The only dolls she ever got, not at Christmas, were hand me downs from a more privileged cousin. She used to use her cats as dolls...dress them up and put them in a pram. Poor mom. Poor cats.