They made it to the middle class, my dad working as a bartender and my mother as a cashier and a maid. I didn't inherit any money from them. But I inherited something far better - the real opportunity to accomplish my dreams.
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My dad was a bartender. My mom was a cashier, a maid and a stock clerk at K-Mart. They never made it big. They were never rich. And yet they were successful. Because just a few decades removed from hopelessness, they made possible for us all the things that had been impossible for them.
I didn't inherit any great success and the problems that came with it, and yet I was able to keep working and supporting myself and later a family. I'm crazy fortunate.
I'm from a middle class family, but my father squandered all the money, so I didn't really run around with rich people.
I grew up middle class. My father was a public functionary who didn't leave an inheritance, just debts.
My parents were working class folks. My dad was a bartender for most of his life, my mom was a maid and a cashier and a stock clerk at WalMart. We were not people of financial means in terms of significant financial means. I always told them, 'I didn't always have what I wanted. I always had what I needed.' My parents always provided that.
I was a lower middle-class kid. My family had no money. There was no room in our small house where there were already four kids, including myself, living.
I was not from a middle-class family at all. I did not have middle-class possessions and what have you. But I had middle-class parents who gave me what was needed to survive in society.
My parents were determined to move into the middle class.
My parents grew up working class, but in that way that working class families do, they spent a fortune on education to better me.
I came from a wealthy family. I made over my share of the estate to various charities.