Some people will, some people won't.
Some people will admire his dedication; long hours, sweat and blood spilled in the name of a passion, working, working, pushing, pushing. Some people will say, "He's made it - what a lucky bastard." Some people will reply, "Luck had nothing to do with it."
Some people will take pride in their son. Almost with so little, yet able to transform it into so much. Able to forge ahead on little more than a mother's prayer and a father's good will, when the time comes he forgets them not. Some people will say, "A son who never abandons his family -- that's what true success is all about."
Some people will stand by their husband. Enduring the difficult beginnings, the lonely nights, the less of what should be more, patient always for the happy ends. And even if success never comes, or just in spurts and bursts, it matters little; a wife's love for her husband will make her realize that all this effort was because of his love for her.
Some people will, some people won't. Ever asked yourself which one you are?