Dismissed For Lacking A Degree, I Let My Life Speak For Itself – The Archivist

drove my old Subaru, lived in a modest apartment, and whenever someone asked about work, I simply said, “I build small software tools for craft shops.”

My family only seemed to remember me when discussing disappointment. My mom called monthly to update me on how Natalie had been appointed chief resident at a major hospital, or how her husband published continue reading …