I’ve mentioned before that my parents did not have any money set aside for my college education. I don’t blame them. I was the third of seven kids in a firmly middle-class family. Keeping all of us fed and in good health must have been a major financial undertaking. I spent many years working my way through college and eventually took out a few student loans to finish up my last few semesters.
My husband’s parents didn’t help him pay for college, either. His parents prioritized their retirement savings – as they should. He worked all summer and during the semester to pay for tuition, books and other expenses. He made it through college debt-free but lived on condiment sandwiches for most of his college years because he couldn’t afford groceries. Lest you think I’m exaggerating, he literally ate condiment sandwiches. He must’ve developed a taste for it because to this day, ketchup and mustard make up a large segment of our grocery budget.