Money
Money is always the talk at the dinner table with families. Even more so now; prices of everything on the rise so much. I remember when I was a kid, my father, brother and myself would be driving to Mexico from San Antonio ( a 3 hour drive ). We would see a gas station for .99 cents. We all look at each other and think, we can do better. 98 cent would come up, nah, something lower is out there. .97 and .96 and even one time I believe we saw a small town offering a .95 cent price. The next one would cup up .97 and we’d be a bit bummed out but we kept hoping for it as our gas tank ran low. Damn! .98 cents. I knew we should have stopped at the .95 cent one!

