To The Herald-Whig:
It is hard for me to understand how so many young, able-bodied humans can lounge around all day long on their porches, on street corners, sitting on curbs or in front of taverns, seemingly not caring to earn an honest dollar.
I was given a letter written by my father in 1980. He was so impressed and proud of his father who then was 91 years old.
This frail, elderly man lived in senior housing in Camp Point. Every day he would manually wheel his chair to the nursing home to spend the day running errands, passing out mail, writing letters for the residents, or whatever he could do to be of assistance, bringing joy to those he helped. After a while he began to get his noon meal free and that was his pay. This was a man who with his devoted wife raised seven children in the Depression of the 1930s on a small farm making about $30 a month.
Why can't we understand that this country needs to work to get on our feet again. Growing up as a baby boomer I have always felt the USA was resilient, that our country could stand anything, that the people for the most part were good and honest.
I live on the north side of town. At any given hour I can look from my window and see what I was speaking of at the first of this letter.
It isn't demeaning to apply for work at fast-food places, do cleaning or manual labor, instead of waiting for a handout from the government at the end of the month and then blow it all on drugs or booze. No wonder our little ones grow up with no values; they have no one to pattern after. People fall on hard times but you can't stay down. Get up and change the situation. There is a lot of help here in Quincy to get people started again.
I just wanted the people of Quincy to know that most of us have a heritage of hard-working ancestors. Let us not become the weaker generation. I am so proud of my heritage.