Phone Cards, My Big Investment
I remember Mama. She was a shopper along with her other talents. And since baby sitters were beyond the means of middle class families of her era, she took the 6 year old who was to become me, along. Clinging to her discounted skirts, I caught the shopping bug. It was a life-long infection. I grabbed many a bargain in my career, but mainly I specialized in groceries; you know, two for one chicken pot pies, 99 cent round steak.