When I first went to college in '71, it was still possible to work your way through college. I went to a local community college, got a work-ship, and it wasn't till I went to a two-year University I started feeling the bite. I worked two jobs at a time during the summers, and pa-time jobs during the school terms, and still had a hard time keeping up. Books were outrageously expensive, even used, and prices just kept going up. I could have kicked kids who whined that they were only there cause Mom and Dad "made" them, and especially the dweeb who said he chose USF in ampa "'cause it's close to Disney World." Costs kept rising, and I finally had to drop out. I joined the Army and got the GI Bill, and went back a few years after I got out.