Nathan, Sandy

I was born to be a princess. I was a princess, for a while. My parents overcame the poverty of their youth by becoming extremely successful. My hometown was one of the most affluent places in the country. I spent my time showing horses and water-skiing behind my dad's obscenely overpowered boat. My life as a princess ended when a drunk driver ran into my father head-on in 1964, killing him. Not instantly, though. My dad's death was the stuff of horror movies. My old life vanished. I lived at a below poverty level income for a while. What happened in the following years opened my eyes. I've see...