Some fun reading for others that had frugal fathers: 16 Tales Of Frugal Fathers.
The summer before I was in sixth grade, we went on a train trip to California. I was 11 at the time and all of the travel discounts we were able to get were based on me being ten, so if anyone asked, I was instructed to tell them I was 10. Naturally, this mortified me, but fortunately, it never came up.
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