Originally Posted by
soundofmusic
Alot of times, I seem to notice what is going on in the literary world and forget the life at home...I seem to recall that my father, who was born in 1923, complained of wearing flour sack pants to school and eating beans 3 times a day at home.
My house, which I bought 32 years ago, is only going for about 15,000 more than I paid for it then at the moment. I'm okay because I never borrowed against it; but my friends all borrowed against there homes after the 2005 hurricane when the houses went to 5 times there value; now they owe all that and are stuck, they can't sell, they can't rent and get enough to pay the mortgage.