I never questioned it growing up, but we didn't really have money. We didn't do without, but we were never extravagant. We lived in a small apartment with two bedrooms, two closets and one bathroom. It was usually four people because my elderly aunt lived with us most of the time. Money didn't seem like a problem, but I didn't realize it at the time...
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During a visit with Mama one night we were cleaning out her purse. We did this often because she liked to wrap and save the food she didn't finish at mealtime to keep for “later.” Her purse was always full of stuff, we even found her tv remote in there sometimes. She tried to help and pulled out her leopard coin purse. She took out a dollar bill, looked at it, then put it back in her coin purse. She did this a few times while we cleaned out her purse, so we started to talk about money...
Vin: Why haven’t you ever saved any money?
Mama: Vin your father was a gambler, that son of a bitch, may he rest in peace. He ran the numbers, he was a bookie. You even took the numbers on Saturday mornings because he slept late after playing cards all night. We never saved a damn dime!
Vin: Well, why didn't you try to save some money on your own?
Mama: Money? I have some money.
Vin: You do?
Mama: Sure, I have a couple of hundred in my bank account. When I drop dead, you'll have a couple of hundred.
Douglass and I starting laughing which made Mama start laughing. We knew she didn’t have a bank account for many years. I gave her two more dollars for her coin purse.
Mama: What’s this for?
Vin: That’s for making us laugh.
Mama:(She looked at us and gave a big smile) I should make you laugh more often.
It was a good night, and worth the two bucks!
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