I guess, I have a privileged life even though I was born at the height of the Great Depression. My dad was a lawyer, his father, the president of a bank and the county banking association, and my mom was a chorus girl for quite a while. I had a nanny. But, my mom stopped working after I was born for some time as she had complications of that birth. However, I was spoiled to death by my father and grandfather. Yet, no one knew who was poor or comfortable.
We were not wealthy, but when I say comfortable, we had a roof over our heads, food on the table and clothes on our back. We vacationed at the shore every year. And, we share what we had with all our neighbors, as did they with us. Not one person in our neighborhood was without what we had to some degree or another. So, fortune smiled upon us, I guess.