My dad never gave me the "you can be anything you set your mind to" advice, but he did take an interest in things I seemed to do well and encouraged me in those all along the way. At one point, I had so many interests he advised me that I needed to focus on one or two, but as it turned out I used most of these interests to earn a living at one point or another, in one way or another, especially photography, radio, and writing and editing. It made the hard work more validated to be steered toward activities in which I showed some promise. Growing up I had infatuations with being a clergyman, a stand-up comic, and various other careers that I wasn't suited to. A mentor in a grad program told me not to plan on teaching; the jobs just weren't there. I didn't, and he was correct. The teaching boom was over. After years of being a faculty spouse, I realized how ill suited to it I would have been, being married to a talented professor. I don't get energy from continual social contact, nor do I want to be on stage every day.