My mother was born in an upstairs room of the family Cafe business in Birmingham UK. She had a small bedroom and plentiful friends running in and out of the cafe. Her father was very much the figure-head of the enterprise, reigning and ruling over the siblings and my over-worked Mother. He presided over the Cafe, Restaurant, B&B and a solicit Gambling Table; in other words a Bookies! which was frequented by his cronies at any hour of the day or night.
They all worked hard for the sake of each other and a legacy they would leave behind. There was much joy and purpose being involved with the ‘Family Affair.’ And they were developing skills that would be passed on to future ‘siblings.’
To put it in today’s context, they were Coaching each other in ‘Self-sufficiency’ The fruits of which still reverberate today.