Was I a spoiled rich white kid? Did blacks and hispanics have it worse than me?

I think it depends on where you grew up.

In places like NYC, where there are plenty of fuctional subway systems and cabs and other forms of transportation a kid can do just about everything and get around everywhere without one. There have been plenty of jokes on TV about grown adults who have lived their whole lives without so much as a drivers' licence.

In the city I grew up in, the bus system only runs until 6:30. WIthout a car, you're pretty screwed. I grew up for most of my life walking around town because my mom was to poor to buy a car for herself, let alone for me at sixteen. .

I went to a school that was very mixed. We had every nationality and every social class. So yeah some people had new cars and some people had junkers. I didn't have a car. And all my money went to concerts. I always had friends to drive me around oh yeah and had these things called legs that got me places all the time. ha ha Just kidding.
But I did live in a city where there was good bus transportation and things were closer. So a car was more of a bonus then a must have. My first car was a hand me down from my hubby. A 96 Chevy S10, extended cab. Man I loved that truck!! I miss that truck so bad!

You had Me! I lived in Plainedge. Like two towns over.

I was born a poor black child...

What about hubby?

Was that you! I remember reading about that in the '70s.

Plus, my bicycle's range didn't extend to Plainedge.

But mostly I was just making a lame joke about what a white ghetto Levittown is/was. It's still not particularly colorful, though I hear that a few Latino families now call it home.

Aim's improving.

Plenty of kids had one old beater or another when I was growing up. I wasn't one of 'em, tho. Never really had much interest in cars when I was a kid. I biked and I walked. Parents were never in a position to give me a car, and I wasn't too into the idea of having a job to pay for my own.

Hence, my first car was a 75 Volkswagon Rabbit in powder blue with white interior puchased in 1984 when I was stationed in Winter Harbor, Maine. I actually bought the car before I got my driver's license!

Drove that one until late 1985, by which time I was out of the Navy and living in Maryland. I traded it in on a 1985 Jeep Comanche pick-up truck that was brand new and that I really couldn't afford. Oh well.

I loved that truck. It was new, and it was mine.

Alas, I foolishly traded it in in 1987 for a Chevy Astro van. One of the dumbest things I've ever done.

Anyway. Spoiled white kids? Yeah, there were some even in my humble little home town, but I wasn't one of 'em.

Hey, I said it was one of the dumbest things I've ever done.

Yeah. I know.

Lanzman doesn't deny still driving the Astro van.

Yes he does!!

Wrangler, baby!!

He went on to get a Chevy Full Size extended cab truck and was very happy!! ha ha And I got a mommy van. I tried to tell him I can't pick up guys in a van, but he didn't seem to be as upset as I was. Wait did you mean do I miss hubby? Hubby is still around so I don't really get a chance to miss him much.