He finally hung up.

"Sorry, just business," he smiled.

"Golly," Sue said, "sounds like real big business, Mr. Madison."

"Well, I have an investment company and a partner in California. We like to buy stock in good companies, then sit on it until we have a nice profit. Sometimes we try to take the company over, get seats on the board."

"Gosh, that sounds really interesting," Sue said, impressed.

"What year are you in high school, Susan?" he asked.

"A senior. I'll graduate this year."

"What will you do then?"

"I'd sure like to go to college, but I don't have the money. I really don't know. I've thought about mass communications, TV and stuff."

"I see."

"That's why I'm babysitting, so I can leave home, do something with my life."

"And do what specifically?" he asked. She blushed, embarrassed to tell. "Go ahead, tell me. Perhaps I can help. But you have to tell me what you really want life to give you."

"Money!" Sue blurted.

"You want to be rich? And you have no plan?" "Well, not really, just babysitting." Mr. Madison smiled.

"You're a very beautiful young lady," he said.

"Ah, well, thanks, sir."

"In order to be rich, Susan, you must know all there is to know about money."

"Uh-huh."

"You have to study, take some courses, and the best thing is to read the Wall Street Journal every day."

"How do I get that?"

"You can buy it or subscribe, but you have to read it every day, and then learn from it, and if you come across terms and words you don't know, you must find out what they mean. If you started doing this now, at your age, you could be very rich… if you play it right."

"Just reading?"

"Reading and investing."

"But I only have like maybe five hundred dollars, sir."