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From fourth grade until well into high school, every snow day, without fail, my father would call from work as soon as school was cancelled and "remind" me that it was a good chance to get out and hustle for money shoveling sidewalks and driveways. I would walk out with my shovel and start knocking on doors. As the years went on I would end up miles away from my house, returning in late afternoon with a lot of dough.From middle school through junior year of HS I had Hartford Courant paper route in the morning, Journal Inquirer route in the afternoon and then would cut some grasss or shovel snow for a few of those houses. Gave me enough pocket money for what I wanted.
Snow day would be deliver papers, shovel driveways and be out playing with friends by 9 or 10 am.
One of his classic sayings: "When you don't have a job, your job is to find one."
. Thank god for the new transfer switch.