Last night I had to rent a car so that Andrew could drive out to Los Angeles early this morning for more testing. (Only ten more days until he ships out.) As we were driving down to the airport to pick up the car, I asked him a question.
“If someone were to offer you a really good job, would you back out of this whole thing and stay home?”
“What if the job paid $100,000 a year?”
“What if someone offered you one million dollars to stay?”
“Mom, I’d rather work hard to earn something than have money handed to me.”
I could not be more proud of my son.