As a child, my dad gave my sister and me a $.25 allowance. We had to divide it up; a nickel for charity, a nickel for savings and the rest, for ourselves. $.15 went a long way back then, particularly at a candy store. We would ride our bikes to DuBrows in the middle of Woodmere Village and spend mega time perusing the nickel candy bars. My target was usually a Sugar Daddy. Here was … Read More
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