My father is a real idealist and he's all about learning. If I asked for a pair of Nikes growing up it was just a resounding 'No.' But if I asked for a saxophone one would appear and next day and I'd be signed up for lessons. So anything to do with education or learning my father would spare no expense.
You know why at the end of your life should you assemble thousands of pages of 'Why am I so sad why am I so depressed?' Instead assemble thousands of pages of why you're so content.
