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Originally Posted by PsYcNeT
We did pretty decent until my dad went bankrupt, so mostly I had all the stuff people wanted.
I did hang out with some kids from school who lived in Pump Hill that had a zipline in their backyard, that #### was bonkers.
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Funny you say that. When I was 8 my family moved to Pumphill. My parents were immigrants with no money and saved everything to buy that house and get a mortgage at 18%. As a result, we were house poor for years and had to cut back on everything else. When kids at school found out where I lived I got a lot of "oooh Pumphill, you must be rich" meanwhile they had better clothes, toys, lunch, etc. To make things worse, naturally I made friends with the neighborhood kids and they had the best of everything and as a result I was jealous of almost everything. After about 5 years, my parents dug themselves out of house debt hell and had the means to provide other stuff but by that point the allure of having lots of crap was gone and I turned out to be very frugal even as a teenager.