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Money was tight and Mum used to do two jobs to support us.

Carl Barks was born in Merrill, Oregon, in 1901, grew up in a farming family, and eventually held a number of blue-collar jobs. He knew what it was to be poor and to work hard for a living.

I didn't grow up wealthy. We couldn't even afford spaghetti sauce when I was first born, but my mom and dad worked really hard and came from the bottom up.

I was from this small town, and my parents were poor.

I never saw the light of day at Bouley. I remember I would bring home a roll of toilet paper a week because we got paid so little, if at all.

There are far too many people who get up early in the morning, and work hard, who cannot make ends meet.

I started learning my lessons in Abbot Texas, where I was born in 1933. My sister Bobbie and I were raised by our grandparents [...] We never had enough money, and Bobbie and I started working at an early age to help the family get by. That hard work included picking cotton. [...] Picking cotton is hard and painful work, and the most lasting lesson I learned in the fields was that I didn't want to spend my life picking cotton.

My mother saved our home with a minimum wage job. But in the 1960s, a minimum wage job would support a family of three above the poverty line. Not today. Not even close. I understood right then that people can work hard, they can play by the rules, and they can still take a hard smack.

I was having trouble making ends meet, and my beginnings weren't meeting either.

Poverty of course is no disgrace, but it is damned annoying.

The only difference between a pigeon and the American farmer today is that a pigeon can still make a deposit on a John Deere.

What is the source of power of musicians who are financially browbeaten, most of whom work for minimum wage or less? Musicians who cannot even afford to buy tickets to operas or concerts in which they themselves perform?

For a long time, I couldn't even afford food and clothing. I climbed from the very bottom of the society.

I don't know how the poor farmers deal with such situations in real life. It's really sad.

Like everyone, I am formed by my background, and mine was - well, we didn't have a lot of money. I didn't live in a cardboard box, but I did live in a place where, at the end of the week, the money was gone.

In Latin America, you don't do things for the money because there is no money.

My parents had always preached the virtues of hard work. But hard work is one thing; economic struggle is another.

Very few people can afford to be poor.

How can a man help breaking the law when he don't have money to live on?

I grew up incredibly poor and went to school and had a very average upbringing.

I work hard and I don't come from a rich family.

My father was unemployed and I was the eldest of seven children. We were very poor. And when you ask how did we support ourselves, the only funding that we had was unemployment payments.

When I hit my 20s, I struggled to make it. I got married at 19, and my daughter, Je'Niece, was born a year later. I worked blue collar jobs during the day and comedy clubs at night, and I was earning about $25 a year doing stand-up.

We were sharecroppers - we were a little bit of everything. We farmed and tried to make something.

It's such a Bore Being always Poor.