On October 1, 1924, James Earl Carter Jr. was born in Plains, Georgia. James Earl Carter Sr., his father, was a prosperous businessman who made investments in farms. Carter was born in the Wise Sanitarium, where his mother, Bessie Lilian, was employed as a nurse.
Young Carter attended the local high school from 1937 to 1941. Motivated by his father’s World War I service in the U.S. Army Quartermaster Corps, he pursued his desire of serving in the armed forces and was accepted into the Naval Academy in 1943.
Carter wrote in the book What Makes a Marriage Last by Phil Donahue and Marlo Thomas that he felt an immediate connection with his wife, Rosalynn. In 1946, following Carter’s graduation from the Naval Academy, the youthful pair tied the knot. Carter gave his all to his family, which now consisted of his wife, four kids, and the family company, after leaving the Navy. He constructed a ranch-style home in Georgia in 1961 for his family; it is currently estimated to be worth $210,000. The Washington Post claims that Carter chose not to leverage his time in the White House into a financial advantage and instead returned to this house after leaving office. “I don’t see anything wrong with it, and I don’t hold it against other people,” he remarked. Simply put, I never really wanted to be wealthy. Carter had sold the peanut company and was deeply in debt, but he was able to maintain a comfortable standard of living because to his $217,000 pension.
According to data from the General Services Administration for the 2019 fiscal year, Carter spent $456,000 on expenses. This is much less than the budgets allotted for other former presidents, like George H. W. Bush, who spent $952,000, and even less than the $1 million that each of Barack Obama, Bill Clinton, and George W. Bush spent.
Furthermore, Carter has been seen often purchasing his clothing from the Dollar General store that is close by. Even when he does travel, he would rather take commercial aircraft over private ones. Following his term as president, Carter continued to teach Sunday school at a nearby Baptist church and at Emory University.
My Son’s Boyfriend Dresses My Granddaughter Inappropriately. Here’s What I Did About It.
I drove up to my son’s new house early Saturday morning, looking forward to a day with my granddaughter, Trisha. The sun was just beginning to rise, casting a golden hue over the quiet neighborhood. As I pulled up to the driveway, I saw Trisha waiting on the porch, and my heart leapt with joy. But as she came into full view, my joy turned to shock. My eight-year-old granddaughter was dressed in an outfit more suited for a teenager heading to a rave than a young child.
She wore a crop top, mini skirt, and chunky boots, with her hair dyed a bright, unnatural shade of pink. I could barely recognize the sweet girl I used to tuck into bed every night. My son’s new partner, Sonya, stood behind her, looking entirely unbothered.
“Good morning, Grandma!” Trisha chirped, running up to hug me.
“Morning, sweetheart,” I replied, my voice catching in my throat. “What are you wearing?”
Before Trisha could answer, Sonya stepped forward. “It’s the latest fashion, Janet. Kids express themselves through their clothing these days. You wouldn’t understand.”
The Rift in the Family
The loss of my daughter-in-law had been devastating for our family. My son, Mark, had been inconsolable for months. In his grief, he had asked me to move in with him and help take care of Trisha. We had formed a close-knit unit, helping each other heal. But then, Sonya appeared.
At first, I was hopeful. Mark deserved happiness, and if Sonya could provide that, I would support their relationship. But it quickly became apparent that she was not a good influence. She encouraged Mark to work less and party more, leaving Trisha in her care far too often.
When Mark decided to move in with Sonya, I was left in his house, relegated to seeing Trisha only on weekends. It felt as though my entire life had been upended by this woman who didn’t seem to care about the family she was disrupting.
A Day of Reflection
After the initial shock, I decided to go on with the day as planned. We went to the park, had lunch at her favorite restaurant, and visited the zoo. But throughout the day, I couldn’t shake the image of Trisha’s outfit and Sonya’s dismissive attitude.
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