No Free Rides
Ever since I was old enough to understand about money, I wanted to earn my way. With 11 siblings, allowances were pretty much unheard of unless you were told specifically that you would be paid for washing the car or raking leaves. Even at the preadolescent age of 12, I could earn some money by babysitting in our neighborhood that was experiencing a true baby boom. There were jobs to be had, but babysitting was sporadic. There was no guarantee each week of earning enough money to purchase my heart’s desires. At 50 cents an hour, babysitting wasn’t always lucrative enough to allow ...