What times we live in…
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This was the last time I had seen my daughter, Michelle, as wonderfully relaxed and as beautiful as she looked since she graduated college. This picture was taken a short while after she graduated. She had great hopes. We, my wife and I, had great hopes for her, too.
But there were no jobs. There were thousands of dollars worth of debts though. She began to worry, and rightly so. We worried along with her, but said nothing.
She would cry on my wife’s shoulder at night, and Susan would do the best she could to comfort her. All those years, the promise of a bright future we had painted for her, and what has it come to. I have such a heavy heart. I hate to see her like this.
It’s not as if she hasn’t tried to get a job. There just aren’t any to be had. She’s lowered her expectations and tried for the jobs that only pay ten dollars an hour, and are only part-time, without any medical benefits or sick leave. She comes home and tells us that even these are only temp jobs. She’s taken a few of them when offered. I see her putting on her happy face, but in her quiet moments she tells us how demoralizing they are; and I see how sad she has become.
Although she is my main concern, my heart grows heavier every day because I read the papers, I hear her talk about her friends’ struggles, and I hear other parents despairing about how difficult it is for their children out there. What is happening to our world? How long can this go on?
I want the kids to take to the streets. I want to take to the streets. It is not right what is happening to our country, to the world. It is not right to see our kids struggling like this. It is not right even when they do have jobs that our children can’t afford decent housing, our grandchildren can’t get medical attention, afford electric bills, car insurance, life insurance, and so much more.
My grandparents, my parents, wanted the best for me. I need to do something to help the children.