“What do you expect to get out of it?” Jimmie demanded.
“Why! Nothing! Probably nothing except the fun of seeing you grow up. Some people like to raise pigs, just to see them grow. Some raise horses and some raise boys for the same reason.”
“Then,” said Jimmie, and there was a note of finality in his voice, “you’re not going to work nights to send me to college.”
“What? Don’t you want to go to college?” his father stared.
“Sure, I do. But look! You know Bill Baley and the Dale boys. They go to college.”
“Yes.”
“Bill’s father works hard.”
“Too hard. That’s right.”
“The Dale boys live off their grandfather and he works hard.”
“He sure does, son.”