DatNkkaCutty
Veteran
Grandfather (my moms dad) came over here from Kingston, Jamaica in the 40s (broke as a joke). Worked his way up, put that pain in. Started his own cleaning business. Eventually married (my grandmom, she's from DE), and bought built a home. Had four kids (3 boys, one daughter, my mom the 3rd oldest). My gpop, built his home, bought 4 more houses, and a boarding house, they eventually turned into a hotel. 
Passed each one of those homes off to an uncle (who were all, gettin money, in their own right). One unc retired a higher-up (Mack Trucks). Other uncle, finished school (with a psychology degree, he eventually gets into some shyt disappears due to some shyt he got involved in), youngest uncle, was big-time in the streets (limos, trips, hoes, vacations, on his dime), til he eventually gave that life up, and had a successful run, self-employed. Stories for days, different women, fast lives (70s, 80s, early 90s), those 3.
My mom, college-educated, good family (but never money savvy, nor my dad). My pops, is a middle-school drop out, adopted, grew up in the streets, prison, etc (but he's a worker). Nonetheless, they're two different ends of the spectrum. Her and my pops buy their own home, pops gets into drugs (crack), loses our home (90s). Every last one of my relatives, fukks up the properties (somehow, someway), my gpop left them (hotel included, which 2 uncles, were into together). That turns into bickering, and in-fighting, til it's lost. My gpop, attempts to gift my parents a property, but they don't want the added responsibility.
(this is prior to them losing their own home).
Last property left in the fam, is my gpop house (their father). Hindsight, knowing they fukked up, uncles and mom, discuss doing right, by the grandkids, and leaving the last house to us. Eventually tho, they resettle on selling the house for a quick, cash-grab (mid 2000s). Not a dollar of equity left, after all my gpop accomplished (off the muscle), himself. Money blown, from when they sold his house, the last property, within the fam (paid-off). Us the youngins, fukked over.
I was an older teen, but I could just remember him looking at my mom, and uncs, on some
Looking back, I didn't know what the MJ smiley meant then, but damned, if my gpop didn't have it, looking at my clown ass uncs, and mom, during his twilight years, on his way out.
This type of shyt, is what young black folks today, are up against, when it comes to their families, SMH. RIP my gpop....a gangster, when it came to gettin to a dollar.
Passed each one of those homes off to an uncle (who were all, gettin money, in their own right). One unc retired a higher-up (Mack Trucks). Other uncle, finished school (with a psychology degree, he eventually gets into some shyt disappears due to some shyt he got involved in), youngest uncle, was big-time in the streets (limos, trips, hoes, vacations, on his dime), til he eventually gave that life up, and had a successful run, self-employed. Stories for days, different women, fast lives (70s, 80s, early 90s), those 3.
My mom, college-educated, good family (but never money savvy, nor my dad). My pops, is a middle-school drop out, adopted, grew up in the streets, prison, etc (but he's a worker). Nonetheless, they're two different ends of the spectrum. Her and my pops buy their own home, pops gets into drugs (crack), loses our home (90s). Every last one of my relatives, fukks up the properties (somehow, someway), my gpop left them (hotel included, which 2 uncles, were into together). That turns into bickering, and in-fighting, til it's lost. My gpop, attempts to gift my parents a property, but they don't want the added responsibility.
(this is prior to them losing their own home).Last property left in the fam, is my gpop house (their father). Hindsight, knowing they fukked up, uncles and mom, discuss doing right, by the grandkids, and leaving the last house to us. Eventually tho, they resettle on selling the house for a quick, cash-grab (mid 2000s). Not a dollar of equity left, after all my gpop accomplished (off the muscle), himself. Money blown, from when they sold his house, the last property, within the fam (paid-off). Us the youngins, fukked over.
I was an older teen, but I could just remember him looking at my mom, and uncs, on some
Looking back, I didn't know what the MJ smiley meant then, but damned, if my gpop didn't have it, looking at my clown ass uncs, and mom, during his twilight years, on his way out.
This type of shyt, is what young black folks today, are up against, when it comes to their families, SMH. RIP my gpop....a gangster, when it came to gettin to a dollar.
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got 2 of my own so our kids gon eat when we check up outta here 
...but what do you do when all the kids moved out and never came back, and the people left behind struggle and need the money 