Bouvier, our parents gave us what they had when they felt they could be of assistance without disadvantaging themselves, when we starting raising families early in our career. When they died they owned a little yellow Corolla and some clothes, having given us everything else, properties, money, everything, when we were young. They wanted for nothing, had enough for trips, a tight roof and all they desired in food. I remarked once when visiting them that they always laid a good spread for a prodigal son. "You don't think at our age," my father said, "that we worry about the price of food." Same for my kids, too.