How to Get Out of the Bronx Someday

i grew up in a ground floor apartment. I slept in the foyr after i was out of my crib. But you know, when you're a kid growing up like that, you don't realize if you're rich or poor and whatever. My father reminded me that we were not really richwell, i remember how much money he made,. Cause he always had a a wallet with a lot of cash in it. And but what would really disturb me, as most the other people were earning more of ha salary than he was earning. Who i thought would be earning less than him, were earning more than him. So so that was very difficult for me to take.