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I don’t know why, and I didn’t say it out loud to him at the time, but I remember thinking, for the first time:
Uncle Larry, you have no idea what you are talking about. You’re flat-out wrong.
First off, he andmy Aunt Mary were always tight on cash. I remember my grandmother helping them out a few times. How had going to college helped him, if he couldn’t even provide for his family at the level he desired?
Second, heworkedfor someoneelse.Thatwas surelyNEVER an option for me. I was going to ownmy own business.
And looking through the eyes of a fifteen-year-old I remem- ber thinking: his car sucks. I wouldn’t drive it if you paidme.
As I thought about this, I don’t know where this came from—I got pissed at him.
Who the hell was he to tell me what I could and could not do?
I swore, then and there, that I was going to prove himwrong. That I not only wasn’t going to college, but I was going to make a bunch of money, and have a better car, and a better house, and a better life than he had.
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