By the time I reached high school my father's grocery store had made our life adequately comfortable and I was able to choose, without any practical encumbrances, the subjects that I wanted to pursue in college.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
College was just so essential for my sense of self and my development.
College and the responsibilities that came with it helped me transition from teenager to adulthood.
I enjoyed high school and college, and I think I learned a lot, but that was not really my focus. My focus was on trying to figure out what businesses to start.
I could have probably been just as successful by not going to college, but it was the most intellectually stimulating environment that I was ever in.
I grew up in a home and in a world in which you can do anything. We were all expected to go to college. My father was a doctor.
My mother taught public school, went to Harvard and then got her master's there and taught fifth and sixth grade in a public school. My dad had a more working-class lifestyle. He didn't go to college. He was an auto mechanic and a bartender and a janitor at Harvard.
The preparation I had in college was the most valuable.
I knew out of high school I didn't want to go to college. I knew what whatever I did wouldn't have anything to do with college.
I was a child with an insatiable thirst for knowledge and remember enjoying all of my courses almost equally. When it came time at the end of my high school career to choose a major in which to specialize, I was in a quandary.
Before high school ended, I started applying to college. It really wasn't even a choice because of the brainwashing of my parents.