Almost lost it all
Almost lost it all when my dad lost his job and left. Mom always preached - college is like money in the bank. The bank of her degree saved it all. Her bank of a degree lead to one job during the day. Her bank of a degree lead to one more job the weekend. The degree jobs they changed our lives - now I see how a degree and a job can save those who don't leave.
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