1991 – 1992
This two-year span was very simple overall. I worked as a lifeguard at the YMCA for as many hours as I could. Both during the summer and when going to school. I became a water safety instructor and started teaching classes. I worked with ages from 6 months getting children use to the water all the way up to private lessons with a lady in her 70s who wanted to learn to swim for the first time.
Third through eighth graders were my most common students that I worked with. Again, as I look back, even then I was learning skills that would help later in life when I became involved with my son in cub scouts. One must not take for granted what you have learned for one day there is a good chance it can be applied.
I graduated in 92 from high school, many look back at this time. When I think about it I think about my work, what I was working to become, school for me was a waste, I did not take advantage of it like I could of. Doing the bare minimum to pass, working to figure out how to get out of class to go work. The only class I enjoyed going to was auto shop, only reason I ever missed that class was if I was sick. A start of a career.
The summer of 92 was a fun one spent quite a bit of time
with some family over the summer, with some grand adventures, one of my fondest
memories was seeing Niagara Falls for the first time.
I start trade school, UTI – universal technical institute. Started off on the automotive side of thing then switched over to diesel mechanics. Thirteen months of training. Got out and thought I knew everything. I chuckle about that a lot.
While at school I worked at my first shop. Back when Sears was still a household name and everywhere. I started flipping tires, doing battery’s & oil changes. Easy work, its amazing how you can learn doing the simple tasks along with customer service.
Here is important lesson if you go into the field of mechanics, your first job and the first thing you will do is sweep floors. You will sweep floor for all of career. Learn to sweep the floor correctly, accept this, it is part of the job. Also, the old guys in the shop don’t care what you know or don’t know. You must prove yourself to them. Let go of your ego shut up and listen and work hard.
About halfway through my schooling for several reasons I moved out of student housing nearer to family and started commuting. I worked with my Uncle in the tree and wrecking business. Long hours, some of the most enjoyable work I ever did. What a hectic schedule I ran. The days became a blur, sleep was seldom, I was full of energy and it kept me going.
Schooling was done or so I thought, I look back now and realize my schooling had only just begun. The next five years I lived lifetimes in months.
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