In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay's first paragraph.
"The day I turned sixteen, my mother gave me some presents I've since forgotten, and an ultimatum I'll never forget. She informed me that I was to begin putting in job applications immediately, and that I was not allowed to get my driver's permit until I had landed that job."
"The Gift That Keeps On Giving,"
The Angle: Vol. 1990
, Article 14.
Available at: http://fisherpub.sjfc.edu/angle/vol1990/iss1/14