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My father took his accounting background to get involved in finance. My mother earned a Masters Degree in Mathematics. My mother and father met over their interest in math. My mother knew I was addicted to earning money for myself so she bribed me. To keep my home, she gave me more money each week, because I wanted to go out and work without going to school. It is terrible to admit this. Such a disrespect for education, but I was young with a feeling for making money without a father. No one took me shopping. No one bought me clothes. Before turning fifteen years old, I had jobs. I didn’t even have a permit to drive a car. Yet I had a checking account in a bank next to the 7-Eleven Store where I rewarded myself by buying 6” inch cardboard melted cheese pizzas that had to be baked in the microwave. Not one of my friends had a checking account at my age. This was really cool when you realize that microwaves were a new invention to heat pizza with. Mentally the science behind cooking a pizza with a new technology brought flavor to the taste. Cheese made is space. Meat microwaved. How exciting to the psychology of a curious child. I had a Science teacher that confessed to being afraid of cooking with microwave ovens. The junior high school students asked themselves, “How did you become a Science teacher?” At the same time, our risk in eating the pizza our Science teacher forbid allowed us to be outlaws. As cowboys, we ate whatever the trail provided. The Science teacher played it safe. Where was the risk in that? Where was the adventure?

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