Wealth: yes, you can be rich

it is in your head

I grew up relatively poor in rural Western New York.

Now the hamlet I was raised in was excellent for kids, especially wild kids like my little brother and I, as our family life was essentially non existent. We did pretty much anything we liked, and, as I joke now, doing anything we liked way out in the middle of nowhere kept us out of jail. We rode ponies, hopped into…