My dad didn't drink, smoke, steal or curse. He did however have a penchant for betting the ponies. He kept that under cover for most of my life, until he passed away and I inherited his very, very old car. My dad was poor his entire life, grew up in the depression, had a minimum wage job for most of that. He worked long hours to make up the difference. He wasn't on the government programs and basically he and we just did without.
I noticed that the windows would not roll down and the a/c was broke so I couldn't fix the AC but decided I would take a shot at the windows and pulled the door panels off. That's when my eyes almost exploded. As soon as I got the last screw off of the door panel, the panel jumped off of the door and flooded the driveway and part of the car with THOUSANDS OF losing tickets from the racetrack. There were so many of those ticket stuffed in their, the windows couldn't be rolled down and many of these were ten and twenty dollar tickets. I just couldn't believe my dad had blown all of that money on horses. When I pulled off the other door panel, it was the same thing. Yeah, I think that's where my college fund went. The horses ate my college fund. I should have counted up the dollar amount but I think I was just too sick to do anything except throw them in the garbage. Oh well, life got better and I turned out ok, I guess.
JoeyA