Friday, August 31, 2012

Ann Romney's Tales of Woe

Episode 1: The Lean Years.

When Mitt and I were first married, we lived in a tiny basement apartment, eating tuna and pasta while Mitt attended Harvard. Our only source of income was the huge stock portfolio that Mitt's father had given him that we were able to sell of a little at a time. Why, at one point, things looked so bleak that we thought one of us might have to go out and get a job! A job, can you imagine?


Of course, I was no stranger to hardship, being the daughter of immigrants. By which I mean my grandfather came from Wales. It still pains me to remember how people would sometimes have trouble understanding something he said, or would comment on how he had a "cool accent." Many a time people mistook him for Tom Jones! 
Being the daughter of immigrants was sure tough! The town we lived in was only the fifth most affluent town in the United States.  Do you know that over 50 percent of the homes there are worth less than one million dollars? Thank God we made it out of that slum!

Well, that's all the time we have for tonight. Join me next time for Ann Romney's Tales of Woe when I tell the heartbreaking story "I Married a Robot."