“A woman who teaches at a local public high school asked me to come speak to her economics students. “These kids need all the help they can get,” she said. “Many of them have a parent in jail or on drugs. Some of them are homeless. Most of them don’t have any clear idea of what they’re going to do with their lives. Please come talk some sense to them.”
I really had to think about that. First of all, I don’t have very much sense. Anyone who could see my spending habits would be appalled, simply staggered, at how wildly I overspend. Second, I grew up with so many benefits and privileges that I feel awkward talking to kids without those graces. Most kids in Boundary County, Idaho, don’t have parents who went to graduate school. They don’t have parents who were in the Cabinet. They don’t have parents who could afford to send them to any college. I thought about it and discussed it with Bob.
“What do kids do if they don’t have stable homes, don’t have well off parents, don’t have super great schools and family connections?” I asked him. “What do they do if they are not born on rails that automatically take them to the upper middle class?…”