Blah, Blah, Education

Education, education—that’s all I hear about these days. “Get an education, or you are doomed to flip burgers for the rest of your life!” Well, my grandpa quit going to school when he was 12; he started working in a jewelry store in the 1930s. Then he grew watermelons in the 1940s and sold them out of the back of his dad’s old Ford pickup downtown at the farmers’ market. Later, he worked as a construction worker and then as a railroader, making a decent penny. By the time he was 45, he was able to buy his own land and build his own house.

Now, I figure that if he

Question

Blah, Blah, Education
 
Education, education—that’s all I hear about these days. “Get an education, or you are doomed to flip burgers for the rest of your life!” Well, my grandpa quit going to school when he was 12; he started working in a jewelry store in the 1930s. Then he grew watermelons in the 1940s and sold them out of the back of his dad’s old Ford pickup downtown at the farmers’ market. Later, he worked as a construction worker and then as a railroader, making a decent penny. By the time he was 45, he was able to buy his own land and build his own house.
 
Now, I figure that if he