I grew up on a dirt road.
Does that make me dirt poor?
Eventually the city paved it.
Well, sort of.
Laid some gravel and forgot about it.
Couple years later, lay some tar on top of the gravel then press it into the tar with a big roller truck.
At least now when I walked on it the gravel didn’t move.
It wasn’t until after I married, and came home to roost, that the city completed the job and asphalted it, making the gravel disappear under it.
Did that mean I wasn’t dirt poor anymore?
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