Sometimes it's worth doing even if there's little hope of success.
There is a guy here in Chicago (well the one who got media attention) who stands on the street begging for dollars and is how he makes enough money to vacation in Florida every year. I am going to see if I can find an old story about him.
Send your money to me, Al Franken....that's what I think of when I read this anyway...showing my age again...
Hi Diverl.I'm 38, but I still remember black and white tvs.When I was a kid, I used to buy baseball cards every summer. By the end of the summer, I would have a shoebox full of baseball cards. And then every fall, my mom would make me throw them all out.It wasn't until I was in junior high school and I started collecting baseball cards as a serious hobby that I realized that some cards were worth a lot of money. It killed me because I remember having some of those valuable cards when I was younger and my mom made me throw them all away.I used to stick it to my mom a lot when I was in my teens. She was like "Well, I didn't know they were worth anything!" I even bought a t-shirt that said "I Was A Millionaire Once, But Then My Mom Threw Out My Baseball Cards".
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