Me and my brother with shovels in our hands! Watching Dad run the tractor
"The Test That Changed Everything"
We'd failed at the American dream. Ten acres in Arlington, Arizona—supposed to be paradise. Instead, it buried us in $15,000 of debt and dust.
But something happened in that dusty hole. My parents got saved and made a decision that would echo through generations: Do what's right, no matter what it costs.
That decision was tested when a bank error put $4,900 in their account—enough to wipe out almost all their remaining debt. Mom drove it back the next morning. Every penny.
Within days of passing that test, a mobile home park manager made them an offer: $1,000 to move out of Arlington, plus all the concrete work at the new location.
Character had started compounding faster than money ever could.
We pulled out of that hole with shovels in our hands and integrity intact. The dust we left behind was nothing compared to the foundation we were building.
Though it was desolate, we had a great view and lots of room to ride dirt bikes! Me and my brother would put quarters on the railroad tracks and explore for hours.
Mom was always right there with us, working hard and keeping us all going.
My Dads old ford truck. Somehow he always kept it running.
Moving day, we carried the shed on a trailer to the new property. My Dad would dump the bed of the dump truck and we would slide down it.
We didn't have much, but we were happy.
What would it be without the family dog? I don't remember her name though