Growing up.....poor to retire in an RV

[TR25]

I look back at those years, some were pretty lean

Sadly, they may be the last generation to do what they did and I did, especially home ownership. With that said though, I see many now who do not see working more than their 40 hour work week. They feel shouldn't have to. They also spend on things that I don't normally buy for myself and especially at that age, like ten dollar coffee.

The journey continues.......

Excellent backstory Don.
As RV's are a non essential item, lifestyle, it can be interesting how people wound up doing it.
Sometimes it's out of necessity, having a place to sleep while other things are going on until one can move into an apt/house. It's common in CO to buy a piece of land, then put a 5th wheel on it and live in that until their home, often a modular, is built, then sell the fifth wheel and move in. Be interesting to see how many people keep their fifth wheel vs. selling it.

I grew up spending summers in a single wide on a lake, which was heaven. Parents sold that, then later when we had a smaller family, bought a bumperpull, but that was only for the three of us as the sibs had all gone on into adulthood by then.

Sold that then got a truck camper, a 'little caboose' it was called IIRC. That was TALL, as it had a third bunk on top. Was pretty slick at the time. The top bunk slid back and forth, so to get down you didn't have to go down via the bed over the truck cab.

Strange to go to a bumperpull to a truck camper as usually it would be the other way around as a BP is easier to get into/out of and has more room. Was long ago, so may have been other way around.

 

[rjshiflet49]

Another "boomer" here - and after mowing neighborhood lawns, collecting glass soda bottles and returning them for the 2 cents deposit and anything else I could earn money for...I got my first "real" job the summer after my 8th grade year. Long before OSHA...I was hired to run a printing press at a local print shop. Not just any printing press, but an ancient "snapper" printing press that could crush a hand (or worse).

My parents instilled a great work ethic in me (Dad was a school principal and pastor and Mom was a stay-at-home Mom), and my first boss at that printing company taught the same work ethic and led by example. Although short in stature, he could outpace a 6'4" anytime of the day.

I'm thankful for the employers I had over my years in the workforce. Each one had their own impact - some good, some bad but many were EXCELLENT.