Onℓy gravity hoℓds me down
2009-10-10 07:39:07 UTC
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My dad started out as a school teacher in Washington. We then moved to Ohio and my Dad decided to go to Pharmacy school. While he went through school my Mom worked night shift as a nurse's aid. Three months before my Dad was finished with school our landlord told us we had to move because the lady next to us had complained and complained about the noise. (We had been living in a duplex.) So my Dad lived with a friend for three months of his remaining school time while we moved to Colorado to live with our Grandma. Well five months later my grandma kicked us out. Since my Dad had found a job as a pharmacy tech locally we had to stay in that town while he acquired on the job training to pass his exam and become a pharmacist. So we lived (all six of us) in a 2 bedroom, 1 bathroom house for rent. Finally we were able to move out and we moved to Colorado Springs happily ever after in a seven bedroom, 4 bathroom house (The flyer for the house said 6 bedroom, 5 bathroom and when we looked at the house, no one thought to count.)
We have lived in 8 different houses since the time of my birth. And I wasn't sexually abused or anything that terrible like that but it was hard and money was very tight.
The end:)