
The first time my dad gave me a crisp twenty dollar bill, I thought it might has well have been a million. That's how great it felt.I was six and he told me that I could use the money to get whatever I wanted for my birthday."Can we go to Two Guys?" I asked.He nodded and 30 minutes later, I was wandering their nine toy isles -- only the ones for boys.Two Guys was like catnip for a six year-old. A precursor to stores like Best Buy and K-Mart, the...