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

the full scope of what Jonathan had left me, a plan began to form.

I quit my job at the diner. After fifteen years of grease burns and rude customers and aching feet, I walked away without looking back.

I donated a significant portion of the money to arts education programs—the kind I’d once taught at, the kind that gave kids from low-income families continue reading …