I was born in 1928 and by 1931 the Depression was beginning to mount.
When I was about 10 I ran away to see my father. He couldn't have cared less. He just took me back as soon as he could.
From my point of view, there is a tremendous amount to be said for secular humanism.
During the late '20s my father left us. My mother was in a complete hole with no money, and we were evicted.
Take good advice, make sure it is good advice, then do it your way.
I just consider being one of the luckiest people in the sense that creativity came to me and it flowed.