I grew up in the heart of the Depression.
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I had a lot of depression as a kid.
I was a Depression kid, growing up in Oklahoma.
I was always depressed growing up. There wasn't a reason for it, I just was. I was sad and morose. I cried a lot, I wrote a lot, and I read a lot; and that was how I dealt with it.
I was raised in the Depression, when there was a great sense of dog-eat-dog and people fighting over scraps.
I thought depression was the part of my character that made me worthwhile. I thought so little of myself, felt that I had such scant offerings to give to the world, that the one thing that justified my existence at all was my agony.
My parents were born in 1906 and 1907. I think the experience of the Depression greatly influenced the way they thought about the world.
I still get awful depression. It's who I am.
As far as I was concerned, the Depression was an ill wind that blew some good. If it hadn't occurred, my parents would have given me my college education. As it was, I had to scrabble for it.
I was born during the Depression in a little community just outside Waco, and I grew up listening to Franklin Roosevelt on the radio.
Although I was not aware of it at the time, the experience of growing up during the Great Depression was to have a profound impact on my intellectual and professional career.
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