A bit of personal history and to the kids, this is what they used to look like: typed!
Going through a file in a drawer of various documents, I found this gem, which I’m surprised that I didn’t frame.
I had academic scholarships and graduated head of class. That provided for 2/3 of my tuition. I didn’t dorm at uni but lived for very low rent with friends of family. They didn’t feed me; I had a 20″ waist. It was sweltering (above 38C / 100F) in summer and my water cup would freeze around the edges in winter.
My part-time jobs and loans (nobody co-signed, so I paid the premium 10% interest) paid for books, lab fees and the other 1/3 of tuition.
One semester, I carried 28 credit hours. To keep my scholarship, I could not drop below 18 credit hours–but I had no desire to! I wanted OUT in 4 years, as that’s as long as scholarships covered. Need a 5th year? Find the cash yourself!
Four years after receiving my undergrad, I’d paid off the $12,000 loan (with 10% interest). It’s why I didn’t get a Masters. No thanks, don’t like paying higher interest that the Mob charges.
I’m chucking this now that I found it but I recall the great relief. I don’t have wonderful things but I don’t fucking carry debt.