Financially, not after I graduated from college. My choice. Makes life too EZ. Which is why I worked so hard to get wherever it is I am before Mom dies. Didn't make my plans on what I might inherit. Didn't borrow money from them, but did use them as co-signers on my first house. (Actually, when I was buying it, Dad fessed up that my grandmother had given each of us 4K in savings bonds, and he borrowed it without telling us :>)
In HS, "everybody" had a car. And, in my school, some of the kids had better cars than the teachers. (Among others, the Eitel Bros of Eimac ('vettes, eh?), twins of the prez of Varian, sons of pres of Ampex; and down the road at Palo Alto HS, Walt Hewlett, I think #5 in the mile in Calif). But, I digress. Dad told us he would get us a car when we graduated from college, or we could go out and earn our own. I did, 2 summers into college.
Other than that, well...my old bedroom was still available when my house burned down. And, the first time I went back after my divorce, it struck me that here I was, 30 years later, headed home for a hug to mend a broken heart and a washing machine, just like in school :>) |
