Huraian
This book is a true story. No fiction! When I was a boy, my dad would not buy me a pony. This was just after the Great Depression. Money was scarce. A man working in the Youngstown steel mills would make about $5.00 a week before taxes. I needed $75.00 to buy a pony from Harry May's horse farm. The first $50.00 I earned was by painting a house for my uncle Beryl. This took most of the month of June. I was ten years old at that time. The white paint went on thick. With the $75.