I grew up a child of the 60’s and for that I feel lucky. College wasn’t for me, so I dropped out and went to work for a construction company. Working a Jack hammer, digging footers, mixing concrete, carrying block. I was now a blue-collar worker and would be, for the rest of my life. After a while, I went from masonry to driving nails on a framing crew with a Band of Brothers back from Vietnam. Soon after my family left for an overseas assignment and I found myself on my own…
