Talking about the pickup - when my younger brother finally got his driving license, my dad helped him buy a sexy mini-'vette he wanted (and never tried to micromanage his life). My dad helped him buy his first home. My parents took him and his family on vacations every year for many years - and when we nearly lost our home (after I could no longer do the sort of thing I used to but also was denied disability), my dad went ballistic when my mom offered to help us out. We owe them for the aid they gave (paid off our used mobile home before the banks evicted us
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I understand exactly how you feel. I am an escapee from the uptight kind of religion that thinks if you are enjoying your life something must be wrong and pushes the dictatorship that oppresses the downtrodden that the Republicans now run.
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