When I was a child I had a newspaper route. The Cape Cod Times, as a matter of fact. Fifty-four papers a day to be done before I could go play. (The Times was an afternoon paper in the 1950s).

Each week I collected payments, and for the first time in my life I had my own money. I bought lots of ice cream, model airplanes, baseballs and kites. Fun stuff! This made me very happy.

Nell, who had a route almost as big, took his money and saved it in his piggy bank. He just loved the feeling of the little pig growing heavier and heavier. This was his joy of living. Fun!

Question: Which lad contributed more to the economy of Osterville?

That, in a nutshell, is why the trickle-down theory of economics will never work.

Pete Stringer