Sunday print newspapers were big and fat, and my job was to deliver them. When I buy a new suit, my left arm hangs longer than my right arm from carrying those papers. They were so big that it was often a challenge for my elderly customers to lug one of them from the front porch to the kitchen ...
As a kid, I went to school full-time, but I also delivered newspapers, earned money for cutting grass, tips for delivering groceries, received cash for being an altar server for funeral masses and weddings, and earned money for cleaning up my aunt无毛视频檚 storeroom at her little bodega-type ...
The well-to-do people had wrought iron, wicker, or wooden Adirondack chairs. We had wool Army blankets. These itchy blankets were a big part of my youth. There were plenty of them around after World War II. Army surplus stores sold them for the rock-bottom price of about $5. Hardly used ...