 From my earliest memories, Dad was in debt. I wasn’t told directly how The Debt (better known as The Debt) came to be such an unwelcome but close member of the family, but it didn't take much to figure out it was the black sheep. As the years rolled on, I picked up bits and pieces about Dad borrowing money from friends to build “The Business,” another complicated family member. This I did know: The Debt weighed heavily on our very existence.
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 Above all else, what I loved about the McDonalds’ house next door was their pool. Sometimes, we would act politely and wait to be invited, and sometimes we’d drop big hints, but on particularly scorching-hot days we didn’t have much patience and would ask straight out if we could swim in their pool. Suits on and towels already in hand, we’d hoist ourselves over the cinderblock wall and scurry into the pool yard to swim to our hearts’ content.
 Loud and fast: two words that describe my younger self.
I was a very active little girl, in constant motion from sunup to sundown. However, when I got a cold, sometimes it would turn into something worse, and my very personality would change. I may have forgotten this pattern, except for a couple of memories. |
Meet JanetI'm the twelfth of 13 children. I was born into a poor family rich in blessings. We lived in South Pasadena, California, on top of a hill in a big house we called Tanner Manor. These are my stories of growing up there. Archives
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