I loved my mom so much because she had to work on a penny just to put food on the table... During the Depression in the United States, everybody had a tough time. And I was so hurt because she was crying that she didn't have any food for us for Thanksgiving.
I was a single mother when my child was little.
Both my mother and father worked for everything that they had.
I have seven children. Even if you got a lot of money, feeding 5, 6, 7, 8 mouths, it will do some damage to your pocket.
My parents worked hard, sometimes two jobs, to keep a roof over our heads and food on the table.
I am a family man, and I have children.
Both of my parents worked incredibly hard, and eating out was a treat.
I grew up in Southern Oregon. My father was a sawmill worker and a logger, and his job put food on the table.
