My parents bought a run down motel when I was 15. They sunk every penny of the money we got when my grandparents died. Both sets died within three months of each other, and we inherited a fair sum.
Some of this ought to have come to me, but my parents decided that if the motel became successful, I would ha...Every evening, weekend and school holiday, I was pressed into service first as a bell hop showing guests to their rooms, carrying bags and later, when they built and opened a restaurant on the site, a waitress too. It is fair to say I worked my ass off during my later teens.
Sometimes, we got the usual businessmen o...
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