by Patrick Appel
A reader writes:
In contrast to your reader who felt like the poor kid in a very rich area, I was always teased as the rich kid in my rural Appalachian hometown. The markers of our wealth? A two-story house (a century old and under rolling renovation) and the fact that my brothers and I paid full price for school lunch, rather than free or reduced. In a way, we were rich: our parents were college graduates, we had all the books we could ever want and all three of us are in...
Published on August 18, 2010 12:35