My family's been preparing for this for a long time.
I've never lived in a time when new shoes weren't a really, really big deal, or a trip to the doctor's, or medication, or buying a book for anything more for a dollar. I remember being the only kid I saw in elementary school with big holes in all of my t-shirts. On trips we'd eat almost nothing but beans from a can, raisin bran, apples, bananas, and peanut butter sandwiches. For weeks. Well, that and whatever wild berries we could find to eat. If we can't find a camping site, we often just pull up somewhere in our car, fall asleep, and hope the cops don't find us. When I was a little kid and my mom thought I might have lice, she washed my hair with vinegar. We use almost no cleaning products...
The furniture in my room right now is almost all stuff my parents have been saving since I was 5 years old, so that I'd have a little something when I went to college. I don't own towels... just some little washcloths. My mother has passed down the secret of repairing zippers missing teeth, a piece of "women's lore" from the Great Depression.
Recently, my father said he felt rich because he owned enough blankets that he wouldn't have to feel cold at night, and socks that didn't have holes. He can still tell the time by the sun due to all the years he spent doing manual labor for the park service. Used to be within five minutes. He's still got a tan heavy enough that folks think he's Arab.
My grandfather, the mathematician, was so poor that he grew up eating dock (a kind of plant) out of the ditches. Friends of my mother's received nothing but a single pair of pants; that was their Christmas gift, because nothing else was affordable.
I want my family to be able to experience something other than this. I'm scared we're going to go back to what we used to have, before all this.