Welfare Poem From 1949
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My grandmother was a very young widow with three small children. At one point she had no choice but to go on "relief". She hated taking a handout, it made her feel ashamed. Within a few months she had two jobs and never took anything from the government again. She didn't have much education and all she could get was factory work. Didn't matter, to her it was better than living off others hard work.
My father refused the free cheese from the Government.
He said he will never take handouts.
When I was young, the worst thing you could say about a man was "he's on the dole". I don't remember a judgment about a woman with children. The social security program was called the widows and orphans program.