I Grew Up In A Business
<p><strong><em>Prompt: Have you ever thought about starting your own business? What did you have in mind, and what stopped you? Or, if you have your own business, share with us the story of your success.</em></strong></p>
<p>My grandfather opened a store that my father took over for him. It wasn’t what my father wanted to do with his life. He’d gone to college for Psychology but my grandfather had stomach cancer so my father took over while Pop went through treatment.</p>
<p>He survived the cancer and worked alongside my father for a while. My Uncle (my father’s brother-in-law) also worked there. He’s a pharmacist and back then, the store had a pharmacy. It was very much like a CVS. It had basically everything from seasonal items to school supplies to household tools to kitchen items to decorative things to cigarettes and lotto tickets to candy to pet stuff to toys… an everything store. With a pharmacy.</p>
<p>When my grandparents officially retired and moved to Florida, I think my dad realized that this would be his entire life. He was in charge of my grandfather’s legacy. He hated working with his brother-in-law but he’d managed to open two other locations. They were smaller than the original store and didn’t have the pharmacy. It gave my father somewhere else to be.</p>
<p>When I was little, I thought that we were wealthy. I could walk into the store and take things without paying for them (it never occurred to me that my father had already paid for everything in there, I just thought I could have anything I wanted) and my brother and I wanted for nothing. We had a big house and my mother didn’t work. My brother had a grand piano before he was old enough to spell piano — but he could play it. </p>
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