I really admired Jane Yoders opinions on what is necessary in life. Growing up in a household that made her believe boots were a luxury really contributed to her ideals. She said, "I have a real fear of being trapped into more than I need. I just turn away from it. Security to me is not what we have, but what we can do without. I don't want anything so badly that I can't wait for it. I think a second television set in our bedroom might be kind of nice. But i can dismiss it. We have one. How much can you watch?" I respect her way of thinking and agree with how we can wait for something if we really want it. Sometimes these ideas are forgotten, especially growing up in a predominantly successful area. Material objects such as shoes and jackets are not cherished while Jane wore a hideous Indian blanket coat only because it kept her warm and valued it so much. It is easy to forget that you just need one shirt not many when you are surrounded by many fortunate people who may have even more than you. The way Jane grew up made her form an opinion that stuck with her for the rest of her life. She survived with the minimum which made her appreciate each one of her belongings because she had so little. This made her used to not needing a lot. She describes, "We tell our boys: you have a black sweater, a white sweater, and a blue sweater. You can't wear ten sweaters at once, you can only wear one. What is this thing?...some of the people that I know have thirty blouses. Oh, my God, I have no desire to think where I'd hang them. For what? I can't even grasp it." Jane is right. No one needs a lot of belongings. The depression created this mentality among people who lived through it. Only the bare necessities are really necessary. I feel spoiled with all that I have and I know I do not appreciate it enough. It seems as though this generation has not truly suffered so we do not really understand how fortunate we are. I think the most important lesson to take away from Jane's story is to appreciate our belongings and value them. It is difficult to realize how privileged we are until we hear story's like Jane's that remind us of what others went and still go through.