Written by Jimmie Burroughs Email this article to a friend When I started college I had no help from parents or anyone else. I was 34 and had two small children and a wife. It required a degree to enter the career I wanted, so I was determined to get that degree. Enrollment in the college I selected was not easy; it had a 15 acceptance ratio. It had been 16 years since high school and I was no genius; I worried if I could get accepted, but to my surprise I was.  I worked a regular job 40 hours a week and carried from 12 to 15 credit hours per…