Back in the early 1980s, I wanted a computer more than anything. It was a Commodore VIC-20, for those who are curious. The problem was that my family simply couldn’t afford one. We were of modest means, and there was very little disposable income. My mom and dad were honest with me about it. They told me they wished they could help, but the money just wasn’t there.
At the time, I had a paper route and picked up odd jobs at stores near where we lived. So I started saving. Before long, I realized that at the pace I was earning money, it would take years to buy a computer. To a kid, that was FOREVER.
I asked my parents again if there was any way they could help me get one sooner. Once again, they explained that they simply couldn’t afford to buy me a computer. But instead of leaving it there, they encouraged me to think differently. They suggested I use my paper route money to buy a lawn mower, rake, and basic equipment to start mowing lawns in the neighborhood. They explained that it would take time and work to get there, but it could eventually earn enough money for the computer I wanted.
So that became the plan.
For about five months, I saved every dollar I could. I got about halfway to what I needed for the equipment. Then my mom and dad surprised me. Quietly, without telling me, they’d been saving what little they could to help cover the rest. Looking back as an adult, I have no idea what they sacrificed to do that for me, especially knowing how tight money already was. But they somehow found a way.
Their sacrifice and guidance changed the direction of my life.
Together with my savings and their help, I bought the mower and equipment and started a lawn-mowing business during the summers. In the winters, I shoveled snow. What started as a way to earn money for a computer turned into a foundation for learning responsibility, discipline, customer service, and the value of creating opportunities instead of waiting for them.
By the age of 11, I finally bought that VIC-20.
More importantly, though, the experience taught me lessons far beyond that. Mom and Dad showed me what love looks like through sacrifice. They taught me the value of work, perseverance, gratitude, and ownership. They could’ve simply said no and left it there. Instead, they helped me find a path forward and quietly supported me however they could along the way.
I’ve never forgotten that and am forever grateful.
Thanks for reading.
Tim
