by Todd–Age 33–Omaha, NE My first job was mowing lawns for a grade school, sweaty, outdoors work, one of those gateway summer jobs that build character by breaking spirit. Before reporting for my first day, my mother gave me five dollars for lunch. “You’ll pay me back with your first paycheck,” she told me, proud [...]
By Katherine—Age 28—New York, NY Like most Americans, I wanted to get rich quick. This was around age eight or nine; I bursted with schemes, like starting a henhouse in our suburban backyard and selling eggs. My mother smiled noncommittally and I went back to the drawing board, dreaming of self-sufficiency and doing things my [...]
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