 At the time, junior going senior, before everything that happened happened, I wasn't necessarily thinking about college in any real way. Maybe a few classes down at Midland, just to see what the tall city was like on the weekends. But I admit that lately I'd been watching all these washouts my mom kept having to hire, as it was them or nobody. What I was kind of starting to suspect, or at least sort of see the edges of, was that if I didn't get any schooling, then I was going to be one of them, wasn't I?