People ask my why I work so hard. Motivation is key. My wife and I lived with rats in the walls and ceiling, with fleas in our bed biting us at night. We went a week with no food except bagels the local gas station threw away. When you’ve been that poor, you WANT to work hard.
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My job now is to make sure my children can’t imagine those things, either. I’ll go to whatever ends are needed to make that happen. I’ll face any pain or horror to protect them and build them a better life. This is parenthood. No excuses.
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