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Why my dad is cool
Dec. 8th, 2007 06:19 pmHe values women with a mind.
My dad's parents were immigrants without much education (my grandpa dropped out of school after fourth grade, and my grandma started working when she was five and her dad died, so I don't know how much education she had at all). So my dad didn't grow up with a lot of academics around him. He survived a war and Uncle Sam offered him a college education in thanks, so he took it.
My mom, on the other hand, had a masters degree before she ever met my dad, and her mother (who was born in 1902) also had a college degree. And those who didn't have the degree nonetheless were huge readers and self-educators.
My dad has always found my mom's higher degree a huge asset. He was always concerned that my sister and I finish our degrees no matter what.
Today I was stressed about all the many, many things I have to do in the next eight months I'm here. He wrote back and expressed sympathy--and said, whatever you do, DON'T give up your writing. I think that's the most supportive thing anyone's said to me in a long time. To recognize that writing IS an important and worthwhile endeavor means a lot to me.
My husband (although he comes from a much higher educational background) is the same kind of guy. I'm very grateful for a family who gets the importance of thinking!
My dad's parents were immigrants without much education (my grandpa dropped out of school after fourth grade, and my grandma started working when she was five and her dad died, so I don't know how much education she had at all). So my dad didn't grow up with a lot of academics around him. He survived a war and Uncle Sam offered him a college education in thanks, so he took it.
My mom, on the other hand, had a masters degree before she ever met my dad, and her mother (who was born in 1902) also had a college degree. And those who didn't have the degree nonetheless were huge readers and self-educators.
My dad has always found my mom's higher degree a huge asset. He was always concerned that my sister and I finish our degrees no matter what.
Today I was stressed about all the many, many things I have to do in the next eight months I'm here. He wrote back and expressed sympathy--and said, whatever you do, DON'T give up your writing. I think that's the most supportive thing anyone's said to me in a long time. To recognize that writing IS an important and worthwhile endeavor means a lot to me.
My husband (although he comes from a much higher educational background) is the same kind of guy. I'm very grateful for a family who gets the importance of thinking!
