When I was a young married person in 1961, we were as poor as the proverbial church mice, however with one income we paid our rent, put gas in the car and ate decently.
I do not believe the world we now live in would allow the same. I see people with signs asking for help on street corners, tents pitched in random places, “tiny villages” being built to house the homeless and I wonder how did we arrive at this situation? I wonder how and if we can turn this around and if we don’t, what comes next? I think of South Africa, where the poverty is so bad people live in close to armed encampments.
My greatest hope is that we are able as a society to work our way back to a more equitable life for all. Frightening to think of the future if we do not.
