Poverty 101: My Dad’s Life as a Dog

I don’t believe in reincarnation, but there couldn’t have been a dog on the planet — other than Red — that better typified everything good and bad about my dad

Red (left), Lucky (right center), and some of my siblings, circa 1972. Photo courtesy of Jason Pelham

When I was about seven or eight years old, my family got a second dog. This was an extremely unlikely event. This is because we could not…