I have often bragged that “I never let my schooling interfere with my education,” which is patterned after a comment by the humorist Mark Twain.
I was surprised, however, to learn during a recent family gathering that several members of the clan were unacquainted with my undergraduate collegiate history.
I told them about the time a buddy and I started to attend an English literature class, paused outside in the hallway and discussed the consequences of failing to prepare an assigned paper.
“What shall we do?” I asked.
“Let’s go bowling,” my comrade in arms suggested.
My disinterest in academic achievement may have originated during my freshman year while concentrating on learning the printing trade, an undertaking that began during junior high school. You could earn as much as 25 cents an hour hand-pegging type and running a printing press, which provided more incentive for a 16-year-old than sweating over classroom assignments. Continue reading IF DOCKED IN SAFE HARBOR, CONSIDER TWAIN’S ADVICE