Since his mother brought him to the port when he was a child, Peter was fascinated with seagoing vessels. He collected watercraft of every design, including the models constructed with glue. His mother’s purge of most of his collection was still a sore spot. No, wait it was all of his collection but the tug boat. Sure they were living on her waitress salary in a small apartment, but still it was his world then. Now the port was his.
“Let’s see you try to get rid of my new collection Mother!”
Many times we go about our life assuming everyone’s existence is like ours. But the real truth is people struggle everyday to make a living and provide for their families.
Well James so far we are Mother 1, Child 1. Last week it was bad intent 75, good intentions 21. We shall see how opinions follow. Thanks for your feedback.
Truth is, most of us could use a little more “stark adversity” to spur us on. Like, write that book or starve! Even penniless writers aren’t what they used to be. 😉
Gosh, that sore spot certainly ran deep! I’m wondering if it drove him to become an extremely successful self-made man or an evil genius billionaire. Sounds like he still has unfinished business as far as his mother is concerned, too. I wouldn’t like to be in her shoes
Count me torn. I felt for the mother struggling to support her son but also felt his loss. Nice tale of ambition driven by loss, although he was a little to vindictive for me.
From rages to riches…another inspiring tale. Whoops…major typo! I meant “from rags to riches.”
I’ll do Mom:1; Son: 1. Mothers purge kids’ collections all the time — otherwise the house would overflow and there’d be no room for the kids. But this lad obviously never lost his dream. Which proves that the best collections are the ones you carry in your heart.
This reminds me of John Lennon when Aunt Mimi was throwing out some of his art, “You’ll be sorry when I’m famous.” She obviously had to make some space but to bin the whole lot was outrageous so my votes with the boy
Children can be quite selfish in their self-centeredness. I imagine it was difficult to raise a child on such a small salary.
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Many times we go about our life assuming everyone’s existence is like ours. But the real truth is people struggle everyday to make a living and provide for their families.
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Bad mother. Bad.
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Well James so far we are Mother 1, Child 1. Last week it was bad intent 75, good intentions 21. We shall see how opinions follow. Thanks for your feedback.
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I’m glad the child was able to see the port as a replacement for his toys. Life can be quite an ordeal when we lose everything that is familiar to us.
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I wonder was something special about that tug? 😉. He has done well owning the port!
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The fact that he remembers it makes you wonder huh?
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I’m with the child, if they don’t have much surely she can let him keep his collection! Glad he recovered to get what he really wanted.
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Iain many times Stark adversity drives those disadvantaged to achieve so much more. Thanks for stopping by 😃
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Truth is, most of us could use a little more “stark adversity” to spur us on. Like, write that book or starve! Even penniless writers aren’t what they used to be. 😉
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True Christine. We only dig deep when we absolutely must! Thanks for reading and commenting.
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Gosh, that sore spot certainly ran deep! I’m wondering if it drove him to become an extremely successful self-made man or an evil genius billionaire. Sounds like he still has unfinished business as far as his mother is concerned, too. I wouldn’t like to be in her shoes
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I am glad he used his obsession to good. I guess if his mother had not thrown out his toy boats he would not have been motivated to buy the port 🙂
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Probably not. Now he is a captain of industry.
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Count me torn. I felt for the mother struggling to support her son but also felt his loss. Nice tale of ambition driven by loss, although he was a little to vindictive for me.
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Hey! So glad you stopped by. I found the missing photo of my dog Louie, so will continue the Dogs of My Life series this Saturday on Joe’s Musings.
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Can’t wait to see Louie.
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It was a nice find. It has been too many years.
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but so many memories 🙂
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I really wonder why she did this, it seems cruel. No wonder he feels like revenge.
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More than likely the decision was merely practical.
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From rages to riches…another inspiring tale. Whoops…major typo! I meant “from rags to riches.”
I’ll do Mom:1; Son: 1. Mothers purge kids’ collections all the time — otherwise the house would overflow and there’d be no room for the kids. But this lad obviously never lost his dream. Which proves that the best collections are the ones you carry in your heart.
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This reminds me of John Lennon when Aunt Mimi was throwing out some of his art, “You’ll be sorry when I’m famous.” She obviously had to make some space but to bin the whole lot was outrageous so my votes with the boy
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Sounds like Mother motivated him with that act of treachery (no matter how necessary!)
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