At my graduation dinner, Dad slid my acceptance letter back across the table and said I would not be attending the seven-year BS/MD program I had earned a place in. – Welcome

said, “Richard.”

It sounded like a warning.

Dad continued anyway.

He talked about both companies entering a transition period.

Victor was considering retirement.

Sloan Med-Pack needed stability in distribution.

According to Dad, the next generation should build something together instead of waiting until our fathers were gone.

Then he said my university plans continue reading …