Parents don't always have better choices available to them, however. I made pretty good money while I was raising my son, in California, but a single-family home was out of my reach, at least within driving distance of my work. While he was with me, I rented a duplex for a few years, but Long Beach wasn't a good place for a teenager, so I moved to a townhouse apartment in Anaheim, and that was much better. While there were other townhouses on each side of us, the townhouse had an upstairs and a downstairs, so there was no one above or below us, and we had two good-sized bedrooms, a large living room, a dining area connected to the kitchen, and a patio. Apparently, the walls were in pretty good shape because I don't recall ever hearing anything from my neighbors, nor did they complain about my son's music. Plus, there was a pool that was rarely in use by anyone but us. Still, many people couldn't afford that.