A college graduate that couldn’t find her way home. She had her master’s and doctorate degrees, yet she forgot where she lived. She couldn’t remember the address, or where it was or if she even had a telephone. She was gifted and almost always a straight "A" student in most of her classes. There was a year or so, where she lost interest in college and took to running around with boys, drinking and getting into mischief.
She was one of them students that never had to worry about money, to go to school on. She never had to borrow money or take out a loan, Her parents were wealthy enough to pay for thousands of college educations. It has been said: that at times she would have two or three apartments, close to a college, and would share them with friends.
In one of these town houses, she had a room for herself, It was understood that anyone that used this room without her permission would be thrown out of that building. And anyone that turned that person in, would receive a new one hundred dollar bill.
She was one of them students that never had to worry about money, to go to school on. She never had to borrow money or take out a loan, Her parents were wealthy enough to pay for thousands of college educations. It has been said: that at times she would have two or three apartments, close to a college, and would share them with friends.
In one of these town houses, she had a room for herself, It was understood that anyone that used this room without her permission would be thrown out of that building. And anyone that turned that person in, would receive a new one hundred dollar bill.
That same graduation day, the students packed and loaded their thing into their vehicles along with their certificate of graduation and each of the four students had turned the other three in, and collected their four new hundred dollars bills and went home. They had all been well educated.
This young person with all the money, had two expensive cars and one of them she had loaned to a friend, she can’t remember the make, the year, the color of the car or the name of the friend that she loaned it to, just that the friend and the car had disappeared.
Maybe you don’t know how lucky you are, that you are not rich. People are always trying to sell you something, others are standing in your way when you go to turn around, they want some of your money. The I.R.S. is always keeping an eye on people with money, and those who are less fortunate are trying to rob you, or hold you for ransom.
I have never been free from the need of money, but I have known people that are, or were plagued with these things. Not to mention the relatives that come out of the wood work.
This young person with all the money, had two expensive cars and one of them she had loaned to a friend, she can’t remember the make, the year, the color of the car or the name of the friend that she loaned it to, just that the friend and the car had disappeared.
Maybe you don’t know how lucky you are, that you are not rich. People are always trying to sell you something, others are standing in your way when you go to turn around, they want some of your money. The I.R.S. is always keeping an eye on people with money, and those who are less fortunate are trying to rob you, or hold you for ransom.
I have never been free from the need of money, but I have known people that are, or were plagued with these things. Not to mention the relatives that come out of the wood work.
I once saw a blind man setting on the side walk in a large city, with dark glasses and crutch's, with a sign saying: ( Help the Blind). And young people were grabbing his money and running, as he hollered for the police, that he was being robbed. ! What can one believe ?
Back around 1950 or 53, an old Navy buddy had been discharged from service and he stayed in this town, a little too long, he had spent all his mustering out pay on parties, and now he didn’t know what to do.
He sat down on a curb of a street and people starting to put money in his sailors hat. Soon he had more money than he had ever had before. He made a sign out of cardboard saying: ( Help a disabled service man get home) He said: he spent a week on the streets and had enough money to buy a new car with money in his pocket and drove himself home in style. The last I heard of him, he was still working the streets in large cities. Now here is a guy with little to no education, and he knows how to make a living.
Sometimes, a girl that starts by working on a street corner, can became rich after a few years. But there was this thing called ”Equal rights for all women” and too many girls started to give it away for free and the business failed. You can see how, Supply and demand work, hand and hand.
They say, no one has ever fallen from a Roller Coaster and lived to tell about it . But that IS NOT TRUE, I am still around. but I do limp a little, She pushed me off when we were at the highest point! But I wore my tricycle helmet..
The queen and I, bid you well.
By; Ben R.
Back around 1950 or 53, an old Navy buddy had been discharged from service and he stayed in this town, a little too long, he had spent all his mustering out pay on parties, and now he didn’t know what to do.
He sat down on a curb of a street and people starting to put money in his sailors hat. Soon he had more money than he had ever had before. He made a sign out of cardboard saying: ( Help a disabled service man get home) He said: he spent a week on the streets and had enough money to buy a new car with money in his pocket and drove himself home in style. The last I heard of him, he was still working the streets in large cities. Now here is a guy with little to no education, and he knows how to make a living.
Sometimes, a girl that starts by working on a street corner, can became rich after a few years. But there was this thing called ”Equal rights for all women” and too many girls started to give it away for free and the business failed. You can see how, Supply and demand work, hand and hand.
They say, no one has ever fallen from a Roller Coaster and lived to tell about it . But that IS NOT TRUE, I am still around. but I do limp a little, She pushed me off when we were at the highest point! But I wore my tricycle helmet..
The queen and I, bid you well.
By; Ben R.
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