Speaking of days gone by... first jobs

DannyDoughboy said:
Growing up in Indiana farm community, it was, baling hay, working fields, and assisting various other farm type activities! $1.00 per hour! Would love to hear complaints from kids nowadays having to do that kind of labor! lol
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Well, Danny, I honestly think complaints would be very few and far between, because I think you'd be hard-pressed to find a kid today that would even sign-up for such work. Good on you for stepping up to the plate and doing a real man's job at such an early age! :)
 

Aunt Marg said:
Well, Danny, I honestly think complaints would be very few and far between, because I think you'd be hard-pressed to find a kid today that would even sign-up for such work. Good on you for stepping up to the plate and doing a real man's job at such an early age! :)
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Actually this was pretty much the norm in our area! All farm country, so just about all us kids did this! And we had a blast doing it! We were all friends, were in the local boy scouts, went to the same country school! Really miss those days! Bottom line, we worked hard, and played hard, and it was just great!
 
DannyDoughboy said:
Actually this was pretty much the norm in our area! All farm country, so just about all us kids did this! And we had a blast doing it! We were all friends, were in the local boy scouts, went to the same country school! Really miss those days! Bottom line, we worked hard, and played hard, and it was just great!
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And it made for a healthy generation! :)
 
I worked on a number of farms in West Texas during the summer months picking onions when I was 12. It was hot, hot, hot. That was in the mid-50's and I made about three dollars a day plus all the onions I wanted to take home.

My hands always smelled like French Onion Soup for days afterwards as that juice really soaks into your skin,
 
Pecos said:
I worked on a number of farms in West Texas during the summer months picking onions when I was 12. It was hot, hot, hot. That was in the mid-50's and I made about three dollars a day plus all the onions I wanted to take home.

My hands always smelled like French Onion Soup for days afterwards as that juice really soaks into your skin,
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Boy, when your work day ended I'll bet you were happy to see your bed. You probably didn't fall asleep, but rather, you passed out instead when your head hit the pillow. :)
 
Aunt Marg said:
Boy, when your work day ended I'll bet you were happy to see your bed. You probably didn't fall asleep, but rather, you passed out instead when your head hit the pillow. :)
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A few years of hard manual labor on farms made Navy boot camp at 17 seem rather easy. The guys who had worked in coal mines thought so too. Now the city boys didn't see it that way at all.
 
Pecos said:
A few years of hard manual labor on farms made Navy boot camp at 17 seem rather easy. The guys who had worked in coal mines thought so too. Now the city boys didn't see it that way at all.
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I can definitely see where the city-slickers would fall short. Not much exercise in swishing back ones hair with one loose hand, with the other loose hand in ones pants pocket. LOL!
 
I cut grass and delivered the newspaper back when DC had an afternoon paper (The Evening Star.)

My first out-of-high school job was working at a Dart Drug for $1.80/hour. They rapidly put me in charge of the Beer & Wine Department. I would decide what to order and how much to order for each weekly sale (Budweiser @ $5/case.) I would set up displays and make posters. Back then drinking age was 21...I was 18 (and looked 14.) People would actually ask me for advice on wines!!! I also had regular stock clerk & cashier duties.
 

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