Tin Boxes

    

We shuffled between many tin boxes, never really rising above the poverty line. We were poor and barely content. Nothing came easy, and it was a bit of a fight to find a way to do anything outside of the small lots we lived on.

A lot of these places were real hell holes. Broken windows, floors falling through, roaches and mice. But it was home...I guess.



It was difficult to heat these places in the winter, and in the summer it was live living in and oven. One season the air-conditioning bill reached $298. And that was just to keep the trailer just barely cool.

Of course there were good things about these little metal boxes. The rent was cheap, the neighbors, for the most part, we friendly, and there were many children for the kids to play with. Some of these friends they still have contact with even a thousand miles away. I guess you need to take the good with the bad.