Jonathots Daily Blog
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A worthless, no-count, lazy, trifling, silly, mooching dead-beat.
That was the image of me in my community at Christmas-time in 1970.
I had no job.
Worse, I didn’t want a job.
I was just turning 19 years of age, and even though I’d been forced by my own actions into adult life, I was not a grown-up.
I wasn’t lazy in the sense of being unwilling to perform physical tasks. Dollie and I walked all over town looking for loose change in the dirt and offering to perform odd jobs to earn a few quarters and dollars. Most of the time, this was the way we bought our bologna and bread.
We were living in my mother’s house and she was certainly growing weary of our presence, which was also aggravated by people continuously telling her that we were taking advantage of the charity.
So when our first Christmas rolled around, I had been able to squirrel away $2, which Dollie was unaware we possessed. I did not know what to buy her for Christmas.
Then a lightbulb went off in my head. She loved Dr. Pepper. We didn’t purchase it very often–too expensive for our budget.
So I took my $2 and went out and bought a 6-bottle carton of the delicious fluid, wrapped one bottle up in Christmas paper and placed the other 5 under the tree on Christmas Eve. I was hoping it would be a delightful surprise.
But on Christmas morning when she opened up the bottle, I could tell she was greatly disappointed. Even the offering of the 5 additional Dr. Peppers did not seem to increase her joy.
Matter of fact, we spent most of that Christmas talking, discussing and finally arguing about our situation.
It was the Yuletide Season, but for me it was a memory of hearing:
- You’ll never amount to anything.
- You’ll end up in jail
- You’ll be heading for the streets
- You’ll be a thief
- You’ll be a disgrace to your family
And worst of all:
- You’ll be a husband who couldn’t even give his young wife anything but a bottle of pop for Christmas.
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