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Sometimes even the strongest among us need.  When you remember veterans and see the old men at memorials, remember that they aren't all old, and they aren't all men.

A tale told by an American veteran of how her country is failing her.  I don't think it's just an American story.

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[Error: unknown template qotd]My spouse detests asking for directions, but will do so if absolutely necessary.  I've seen in maybe 8 times in 24 years.  Seven of those times don't count because they were when he was delivering pizzas and had been given incomplete or incorrect address information.

However, when we drive in a strange city, he will accept me navigating and giving directions while following the map.  Our whole family though has this nearly unerring sense of where we are and where North is. It used to be fun to take my sons to familiar places by different routes.  They'd almost always say something like, "I know we're going to Grampy's, but it feels like we're headed the wrong way."

The joke in his family is that they never admit to being lost, but the will sometimes admit to "being a little confused there for a while."
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Originally a reply to Elf M. Sternberg. writing about poverty.

I was raised by poor parents, and poverty extended into adulthood for me. If I wanted to spend time with a parent, I had to help them with the work they were doing simply because there was no other time in their days.

I don't remember more than a dozen times that my brother and I played a board game with an adult. My father never played anything with us - he would come home from work, eat, sleep, and get up and do it again. My mother was a stay at home parent, but filled her days with growing, gathering, and preserving food; making and repairing clothes; housework; and a half hour per day of watching one soap opera.

On the bright side, Mom did talk to us as she worked, and my parents did provide us with good, open-ended toys, and lots of books. When we were very little, Mom would stop to read to us, but by the age of 5 I took over reading to my brother.

Today, what I see of poverty is even worse. Now, unless they live only on income assistance, all available parents are working full time - possibly at more than one job. Many need to spend a lot of time traveling to their work extending their days even more.

They simply don't have the kind of time and energy that it takes to actively play with and educate a child and they know it! I know that their children are lacking stimulation, but I think that the parents need to have levels of stress reduced before they'll have anything else to give.

Besides, being a poor adult really does suck.


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