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@Cloud7593 My dad owned a residential construction company. He told me the summer between first and second grade that I was going to work with him every day that summer. That I was going to clean out his new houses every day and I could have a dollar a day and be happy or get my ass kicked and do it for free. My dad didn't make idle threats. I took the dollar. By 12 I was paying for almost everything in my life. My birthday is at Thanksgiving. He would tell my mom that I didn't need a birthday present and a Christmas present. That they were to close together. I could have one or the other.

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@Musicman Mine was forgotten completely last year but for the first time. My Mum had dementia.

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@Musicman Yeah... I would have shrugged it off, except at the end of the day, Mum asked "Was this your birthday?" and then threw a $20 bill on the table. That was typical of her attitude toward me. She was careless about things like birthdays before dementia set in.
I was raised in various states -- no one place was home.
I was raised in various states -- no one place was home.