Editor’s Note: This is a guest post written by Janine Lucas, copywriter and blogger.
See that handsome guy in the photo on the right? That’s my great grandfather, Herman Barker. He was only 18 when the Great Depression hit, but at the time he barely noticed it was happening. He had dropped out of middle school at age 11 and spent all of his teenage years working full-time to support his family. For him, times were always hard—the Great Depression didn’t feel any different.
Fast forward nearly a century later and it was always a treat to visit grandpa. He was a scrappy guy with a great laugh and he had one of the best attitudes you could ever imagine. We’d spend hours listening to him tell us what it was like to grow up during his era. The tales he told revealed a side of history you’ll never find in a textbook and each one was absolutely priceless.