Jul 25, 2017 · 1 min read
Snort…yeah, that’s the fantasy I was sold all those years ago in high school and college: supping and sipping with the gods, all my whims met while those who serve me largely go unnoticed. Thanks to financial aid and grants and I lived large for a while, between two stints in military. The never ending need to pay for those glory years well never go away but I did get an MLA out of it and my niece is working and not going to school when she can’t afford to pay for itself but I say that’s a win, mostly. I applaud your imagination, although I’m sure most of this essay is technically true, of highly nuanced. Thanks for the breadth and breath of fresh air.
