“Not a carpenter;”
I started working as a carpenter’s apprentice during my Summer vacations, at the age of 15. My Dad hired about 30 carpenters every year, so he greased somebody’s palm and I got in the union. After hammering away for three days as a framer, I got tremendous satisfaction from looking at the home we’d just built! Probably my most favorite job. Went on to be a one man home and condo maintenance com pay, doing everything. Plumbing and electric got me 40 to 60 bucks an hour, depending on the job. Drywall repair? Ha! I can’t begin to say how many thousands and though sands of bucks I pulled in just at McIntosh Farms. Shoddy construction equals roof leaks. Painting condos? Great money from insurance companies. Doing those jobs enabled me to keep working in my real chosen field, music.
If my grandson has the math skills I point him toward being a Machinist, CNC type, and another trade.