My Old Man: “Eighteen and OUT!” He started that when I was 16. I graduated HS at 17, and moved in with two roommates after graduation.
He missed me, LOL! (”Come over for supper!”)
My Old Man: “What are you going to do with the rest of your life? You can’t work at The Mall forever!”
Me: “What do you think I SHOULD do, Dad?”
My Old Man: “How about the Military for a career? You’re a hard charger.” (He was Navy. I HATE open water!) Also, it was the 70’s. We were ALL broke and depressed thanks to Carter’s ineptitude. He didn’t have money to pay for my college education but the Army did!
I enlisted within weeks and spent my 18th birthday in Army Basic Training. I was the easiest enlistment, ever. “Sign me up!” My Recruiter sent me flowers and never missed a birthday or promotion ceremony for my entire time in the Army. ;)
I never went back home again to live. And I LOVED my parents - no problems in that area; they were great. I wasn’t ‘running’ from anything.
FREEDOM! :)
For my 18th birthday my dad gave me 90 days to move out.
Oh yeah, I moved out right after college.
I did move back in for ~9 months a year later when I got a nearby job [at a Defense Plant], but after that was forever gone.
dtr....pregnant before marriage....
3 sons basically went off to the service....
there was no talk of college....just get out....
it wasn't done to increase the kids chances at life, it was done to get rid of them as fast the parents could....
thus, there is not a lot of real love even today.....
there were no first cars, or helping get into college or anything constructive or helpful..
My old mans son (me) at 18... “I”m outta here!”
It was bred into me to seek my own fortune. Thanks pop!
Never heard from mine again! Which was fine since did not want guys hitting on me.