The day I turned 16 my Dad gave me a gas credit card. He said as long as he didn't think I was abusing it I could carry it. I had a part time job and paid for my own and bought most of my own clothes. I just thought it was my duty. Oh I carried that card for 4 years and gave it back to Dad when I left for the Air Force.
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