Why mom didn’t go to college

Aunt J, the eldest went, Aunt P, the youngest of the girls went, in time the boys, or the twins went to college, but the middle child, my mom didn’t. They were all children of poor North Carolina sharecroppers. Now for those of you unfamiliar with the sharecropping system of the early 20th century it was a system where landowners had people like my grandparents rent the land and the landowners got a percentage of the crop. It was typical for sharecroppers to wind up in debt for seed, farming equipment and stuff. No one, except maybe the landowners, got rich as a sharecropper.
Anyway, sometime in the 1960s my grandfather died. At this time Aunt A had gone to college, Aunt P was about to start, I forget, and the boys were too young. My grandmother was left a widow. I need to say, before I go on, grandma is nuts. She’s 92 and still nuts. Anyway on his death bed grandpa asked my mom to take care of grandma. 
Grandpa valued education. Neither he nor grandma ever finished high school. He was the force that encouraged most of his children to go on to college. Grandma on the other hand, saw no point in all that schooling. So when he died and was the one who asked my mother to take care of grandma, not only did she lose that positive force, she got burdened with a negative one. To be fair, mom was the sickly one, so I guess no one figured she’d live long enough to justify the expense and effort of college.
According to family chatter/ gossip, mom had a partial scholarship to Tuskegee University. She really wanted to go, but grandma, didn’t want her to go. So she didn’t go. 

The end.