SAVE: Message From Another Time…



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[Between you and me: I never could save. In the 1950s, Bank of America had a deal going with Jefferson, my grammar school in San Francisco. We kids were given a beige envelope, about 3 x 5, that closed with a “string lock.” This envelope opened, in most cases, our first savings account, and every week we were supposed to make a small deposit–given to us by our parents. Several quarters or a dollar, something like that. I made the first deposits, but then I was seduced by the candy store that I passed on the way to school. I couldn’t resist the rows of colorfully displayed sweets and started spending, at first part, then all of it on red licorice vines and mountain bars. My parents were told that I wasn’t a good saver and that was that.]