Okay, that was a long road to nowhere...now for Kev...he was born a year later than me, and his mom ALWAYS worked. She worked days at the bank (still there...everybody knows her & loves her!) His dad always worked 2nd shift at all the places he worked, so that he could stay home with the kids all day when they were little, & they didn't need babysitters. So...needess to say, they weren't rich, or even 'comfortable' as my mom calls it, Kevin & his brother & sister didn't get extras like I did. They all got jobs when they were old enough, & had to buy their own cars when they got old enough to drive, and insurance...but...their mom & dad didn't take the shit from them that I gave out, not that they would've tried like I did...respect is the most important thing in the world to all of them...more important than money. And that was NEVER even mentioned in the house I grew up in! Money was important, but that's it, even though it was never talked about, it was just there. So now, I'm seeing the difference between having money & having character, I guess. Because, as ashamed as I am to admit it...I don't know if I'd be half as good at taking care of him as he is at taking care of me! Well, I guess I just answered my own question, didn't I? BTW...I've never gotten a penny from my mom & dad since I moved out...but that's ok, Kev's mom & dad have helped us any time we needed it, when we were between jobs, or anything. (not very often,thankfully).