You don't find many college graduates wielding the pick and shovel for a living, nor many high school graduates doing so, either.

By the way, Dan, what are you going to do in life ?" Dalzell shook his head.
"Then within the next year you had better go after the problem and make your decision hard and fast.

Fasten your gaze on something in life that you want, and then don't stop traveling until you get it, and it's all yours! A boy of seventeen, without an idea of what he intends to do in life has already turned down the lane that leads to the junk heap.

Get out of that road, Danny!" "What are you going to do in life yourself ?" challenged Danny Grin.
"I'm going to West Point if there's any possible chance of my winning the nomination from our home district.

There's a vacancy to be competed for next spring." "Some smarter boy may win it away from you," Danny Grin retorted.
"He'll have to hustle, then," Dick rejoined, his eyes flashing.
"But suppose you do lose the nomination and can't go to West Point---what will you do then ?" "I have plans, in case I can't get to West Point," Prescott answered quietly.