DICK FINDS A WAY OUT, TOO
When school closed in June, Dick came to me and said:
"Dad, I don't want to loaf all summer."
"No need of it," I said. "Take another course in the summer school."
"I want to earn some money," he said, "I want to go to work."
If the boy had come to me a year ago with that suggestion I should have felt hurt. I