Which Reminds Me

One day during high school in El Salvador, when all the missionaries were at our house were dinner, my mother was talking about the castles in her family and laughing about how if we were to go there to get inside the front door we would lucky to be the hired help, but of course they have plenty of help without us around to make a mess of things, ourselves being very far removed from the aristocracy, a few branches removed from royalty or nobility. Castles make interesting pictures in history books but maybe not a realistic goal for the average lower middle class worker to obsess about on a regular basis.