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Originally Posted by Seahawk
That is remarkable, Marv. I never had to walk in those shoes.
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Paul, I'm sure many have walked in those kinds of shoes and survived - and thrived. My sister also did the same. She had a job in an elder care center. Those weren't the best of years. In my senior year, I was captain of the track team and would get friends to work for me when I had meets on Friday. The coach was nice enough to assign me a PE period during the day to work out. The work was very hard, & when one of the friends didn't show up (I'd pay them a bit more than I made), my employer said they needed to be able to depend on me to get the job done. It was hell for the older guys at the dairy to fill in. I decided I needed to quit the track team to ensure I kept the job. The coach was pissed. I never told him the reason. I think most kids wouldn't have.