Posted on 06/16/2019 2:19:02 PM PDT by Twotone
I got radioman, which is what my recruiter said I’d get.
The last two years in service were the best of my life.
I have a friend whose 19 year old flunked out of a three semester auto collision program after two semesters. He loved the program, but it was all day 5 x a week and started too early. He missed too many classes.
He hasn’t held a job longer than 2 months because working interferes with his social life. He applied at an auto parts store managed by a family friend. When his dad asked the friend if son had applied, the friend told Dad that he had but his availability wouldn’t work. Son put down he couldn’t work weekends or after 6:00 pm during the week. That’s when they needed part time help.
Mom doesn’t want him to be left out socially so she hands him $20.00 to take out the trash or vacuum. Why should he work when he has a car, gas money, cell phone, a room in a beautiful house, food, entertainment money and on and on? Dad is ready to kick him out and mom is worried how he’ll survive.
I never stole from my folks. I knew what would happen if I did. Dad made sure I knew.
The “Radio” tech training served
Me well throughout my life,
Now I’m going to retire,
Not rich but I got a plan!
When I got out of high school (and flunked out of my first year of college) my father told me I should join the Navy. Maybe he wanted me to run away! :I
When I came home after the Navy, my Dad said he’d pay for my college education. I told him I didn’t know what I’d do when I got there and left to begin my working career. Ended up going to college while working full time. Worked out great.
When I got out, I went home and tried to apply
the only saleable thing I’d learned in the Navy.
Western Union said no. Heh. Eventually I found my
footing in photofinishing engineering and learned the
truth of the old maxim, “If you love what you’re
doing, you’ll never work a day in your life.”
I hated to retire.
In 1933, no one, from a working family, was born in a hospital... Generally the old woman who came around and delivered babies was paid about $5 to $10... For me the part I hated most was that after just get off the cord and with eyes just getting into focus, that bitch slapped a wash rag into my hands and told me to clean up the mess...
It was all down hill after that... What pisses me off, now, was that social security wasn't invented and collected at that time... By the time I was 6 or 7 I should have had a small fortune put into the "lock box" for me in my (now) later years...
That’s some Funny Sh!t,
Right There!
Sounds like young people....everywhere!
“In 1933, no one, from a working family, was born in a hospital..”
Baloney! I was,as was my brother-——our father was a milkman-———remember them?
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Milkman....teee heee....fathered many.
Not YOUR father, of course....just made me think about the common description.
“Young people” seems to be up to about 45, these days. :)
LOL...yep.
They’re getting older by the day.
Where have the teens been for the last ten years ..... ?
Oh yeah ...
PUBLIC SCHOOL !
Yeah...”milkman” immediately made me think of the back porch.
In the beginning of the recent movie “They Shall Not Grow Old” (restored vintage film of WWI - a GREAT!!! movie) it starts off in black and white and dubbed in with WWI veteran’s (England) from interviews done in the 1960’s.
Probably 20 or more short accounts of them joining up for the war.
“Well - my brother and I signed up straight off. He was 18, but I was only 15. But we thought we’d have a jolly good go at it. Be off the farm least ways. The recruiter wrote down my brother’s age, then said we were twins!”
“I joined when I was 16...”
“There was no work in our small town then, so this was a good out - and have an adventure - I was 17.”
Back in Jesus’s day, one became an adult when they were ready to have children - so 12 or 13 or so.
In the 50’s, adolescence was something like up to age 16 or 17. He said adolescence in American males is up to the age 32 or something in some studies now!
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