Educational Progress Of My Father

The Educational Progress of My Father
“You’ve got to get an education Steph - don’t ever end up like me.” I grew up hearing these words as long as I can remember. My dad never finished high school and to this day still regrets it. I feel so bad for him that he never really got much choice of what he could do day in and day out for the rest of his life. Sure there were many jobs that he could have, but he was pretty much stuck in the manual labor category, without confidence that he would succeed at an office job.
I suppose it all started when he was born. My grandmother got married at sixteen, had my dad when she was seventeen, and my uncle when she was eighteen. She was involved in school but had to stop to focus on her family. My grandfather had quit school as well, so their views about staying educated fell short to those of hard work on the ranch. They moved around a lot as my grandfather went to various places looking for work as a ranch hand. Between...