I grew up in a middle class family. My Mom stayed home to raise my sisters and me and my Dad supported the family. When I got older (I am the youngest) my Mom went back to working. Looking back, we didn’t get everything we wanted, but my parents made sure that we had what we needed – even if we didn’t like the brown winter jacket that was being bought for us!
In any case, I have 3 distinct money memories from my childhood that shaped how I see money today. Below I talk about these three memories and what I learned from them.
I remember going with my Mom to the bank on Friday nights and putting money into a savings account my parents opened up for me. At the time, I was saving $1 or $2 at a time. It doesn’t sound like much now, but to a little kid, that meant a couple packs of baseball cards! [Read the full article]