My father was a dentist and we lived pretty well. Halfway through college he died of a heart attack, leaving us out in the cold. Heavy debt in his practice, only fifty thousand life insurance, mortgaged home, borrowing for our college education. He had a gambling problem no one knew about. From private school to working as a receptionist at a small company.
I got involved with a rich guy, got engaged. I can’t say I love him, I don’t.
