I remember standing in line to get surplus foods as a kid, but we were not on welfare. Yeah, we were poor. My dad worked hard to put food on our table.
My parents were looking to buy a bigger house because we needed the room. We looked at one house that the realtor told us was being rented by a single mom on welfare. This lady had a cupboard full of Pepperidge Farm cookies. Something about seeing all those expensive cookies made me proud my parents were not on welfare.
I realized later when I reflected on it that my dad's meager pay actually paid for those cookies.
Nice! Your Dad sounds like a wonderful father who really took care of his family. Glad you learned some valuable lessons. Funny how that happens....that is why we have to be careful what our children see and do as it could change everything......I am referring to the liberal nonsense.