When I got here, all it took was one look at this small town and I knew I was home. All I had done was took a picture of Arizona, cut it out and threw a dart at it. Where ever it stuck, that’s where I headed. It took me 3 days to get there from South Carolina but I made it.
I got a motel room, a news paper and a burger and started plotting my course. The first thing I looked for was a job. There was an ad in the paper for a carpenters helper. It didn’t start you off very well but it did say that the pay rate was dependant on what you could show them that you could do. I got a good nights sleep and was at their door at 6:30 a.m. I didn’t know the ad had just come out that very day I got the paper. I was hired by 7:30.
I was on my way!! They told me what time to be back in the morning and introduced me to the guy I would be working with. He was a pretty nice guy and we got along great the whole week we worked together. He stuck me on every odd job he could find just to see what I could do. I must have passed the test because I got a $5 an hour raise the next week. I felt like I was on top of the world.