Conversation With the College Boy

W.Bruce Cameron

Editor’s Note: The following column was originally published in 2007.

My son graduated from high school and got accepted into college without, so far as I could see, ever getting out of bed in the daytime. By the time he managed to drag himself out the door and get to school, there couldn’t have been anyone remaining in the building but the night janitor.

“Son,” I would lecture him, “a man needs a goal in life besides eating all of his father’s food.”

He would nod. “Got any more drumsticks?”

“Are you learning anything at school that could help you with a career? Like, floor wax...