The illusion of job security - by Jillian Anthony

My father, Joseph, immigrated to Los Angeles from El Salvador in 1949, when he was four. When he was seven, he was placed in a home for boys in San Dimas, California—my hometown. At 18, he joined the Navy during the Vietnam War and spent time with the doctor onboard his ship, who turned him on to medicine. With the help of the GI bill (plus many years of working multiple jobs while taking a full course load), he attended Cal Poly Pomona, then dental school at UCLA, then oral surgery residency at Georgetown. He lived the American dream. Then he made sure life was infinitely easier for his three children than it had been for him. He gave us financial stability in abundance, and his financial support of my college education meant I had an immense, debt-free advantage when I entered the workforce that most people do not. I owe so much to my dad. However, my dad also instilled in me a specific worldview of work and money that is directly tied to his experience as an immigrant who struggled

My father, Joseph, immigrated to Los Angeles from El Salvador in 1949, when he was four. When he was seven, he was placed in a home for boys in San Dimas, California—my hometown. At 18, he joined the Navy during the Vietnam War and spent time with the doctor onboard his ship, who turned him on to medicine. With the help of the GI bill (plus many years of working multiple jobs while taking a full course load), he attended Cal Poly Pomona, then dental school at UCLA, then oral surgery residency at Georgetown. He lived the American dream. Then he made sure life was infinitely easier for his three