14. My father drove a cab in New York for 41 years. He left the house at 3 p.m. & returned at 3 a.m. Even though my parents never understood my wanting to attend college, their sacrifices prepared the way. After he retired, they moved upstate to Monticello & I visited. They had a car & I was asked to drive. My father did NOT approve of my driving abilities. He yelled “You don’t have to stop at stop signs!”.