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As the youngest of nine children growing up in rural Kansas, I knew our family had very little money because of the hand-me-down clothes and one bicycle that we all shared. Poverty was a chronic condition for many families living in McPherson back then. I vividly remember my father using fish he’d caught to barter for milk from the local dairy farmer or leaving an “IOU” instead of cash. And, if not for his fishing, hunting and our small vegetable garden, there were times we might have gone to bed hungry.