BajaRon
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I know what you mean. I don't remember my age, but it was fairly young when we used to put up a lemonaid stand in front of our house in Chula Vista. I don't know what we sold it for. Or if we actually made a net profit (though my parents let us keep everything that came in) We did a great business! It tought us how to interact with customers, make change, be dilligent, and gave us purpose and a goal. All good training, though I thought it was just fun.Moving always seems like a PITA. But once it's done, fond memories seem to prevail of how everything got started. Retired? What the hell is that? I'm 80+ and have been working since, ah, let's see... the 5th grade, I guess. Happy Days! Admittedly, I have slowed down some, but I've never stopped working.
Then I hocked papers on the corner of H & Broadway to peope coming out of Convair in the afternoon. Then a paper route when I was in Junior High. I shoveled chicken manure for $1.00 an hour when I was in High School. That kind of work really makes you appreciate a good job.
Now, I just can't seem to quit. Though I did quit the chicken manure job a very long time ago. That stuff is HEAVY! Not to metion the smell. Thought it's not nearly so bad until you disturb it.