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Working as a milk man. Inspired by this video.....
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At one time (1970's) one knew they were in the rural west when the closest and only fast food was a DQ. No McD or BK within a hundred miles back then.Thought it was on Hartford Road? We used to go there all the time. Was there another one in Manchester? The good old days when Dairy Queen was everywhere.
No porta potties back then? Yuck.At fifteen, when most employment wasn't legal until you were sixteen, I was a day camp counselor ($100 for the 8 week season) on week days and caddied on weekends.
At sixteen, I was a door-to-door enumerator checking past data & collecting new info for the Price & Lee Company that compiled reverse directories, during the time when Thompsonville, Hazardville, and Enfield were all rolled up into just being Enfield.
At 17, I was an unskilled laborer for a company that developed land into newly constructed homes in Southington and East Hartford/Manchester. Every day I drank gargantuan slushies from Augie & Ray's on both sides of the river. I was the guy who had to empty out the spackle buckets that served as toilets in the houses' basements, and do final sweep up cleaning before they were sold, unloading building materials, and other stuff that I could pick up the day it was assigned to me.
To somebody's early comment, I came home every day with hands that needed scrubbing and a real sense of being sweaty dirty.