Years ago my parents would take us into Mexico to camp on the beach in Rosarito.
You would hit the border in San Ysidro and boom, There was literally a shanty town made up of cardboard house. It was built in a little valley/river bed that would flood out during the rainy season washing all the cardboard out to the ocean where the river emptied.
The river was also the sewer and a place for people to get water. All the time we drove by there I could not imagine that just over the border is a place where being 'poor' was having one TV in the house. Sharing a room with two other brothers, only having one car, getting one Christmas present- A good one, but one only. I remember getting a pillow and a candy cane filled with M&Ms one year. The local American Legion post gave us a box of food so that Christmas wasn't a total loss.
Being 'poor' in America is nothing like it is being poor anywhere else.
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Used garage doors.,
The huge one piece garage doors people replace on their homes to give them curb appeal?
On Interstate 5 we'd drive to work and see these huge trucks with 30-40 garage doors loaded on the back.
I was thinking aobut loud an asked "what are they doing carting them down the freeway?" HOUSES, my brother answered. Houses?
Instead of tossed them out as scrap, people in Tijuana and points south would pay to use them as walls to the their shanties/homes. Go figure-people are b!tching about taking out low cost paper on their homes and other people put together homes out of mismatched garage doors.
I love America.








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