I’m not going to say that I was real close to my dad when he came back from WWII. If he were alive today, it’s possible I could be, but he never talked about it, mostly drank too much and died early.
My wonderful mother was the breadwinner in our family and kept an amazingly decent roof over our heads, even though she never had a very good job and it has always been harder for women to succeed. This was the fifties and sixties in America.
My mother was exceptional though. She worked two jobs, and landed us a house on the hill with her skills at shear frugality and hard work.
Compare any of this with Romney’s plight: