More parenting, more understanding, less sorrow
A young man sat alone, reflecting on the miserable events of his day. Two pieces of paper rested face up on the cheap, glass topped coffee table in front of him. One was a severance check; the other his draft lottery number.
The descendant of a poor family, he had been working his way through college on a pay-as-you-go self-scholarship. This meant some semesters were put on hold due to lack of tuition funds. He had had to sit out the last semester while saving. Today, however, this recession caused layoff meant not only financial uncertainty but another semester delayed. Worst of all, the missed college attendance had set him up for the Vietnam draft.