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S.O.B.
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The first job.... I was 6... I was a farm kid in Saskatchewan.
A newborn calf was mine to care for, feed, etc. When he was ready for sale, the proceeds went in my newly opened bank account. A massive $50.00 .... I was rich. My dad died a year later and my birth canal sold off the farm and moved us east to Ontario to be close to her sisters... I delivered newspapers, flowers, ran errands for neighbors, anything to make pocket money because birth canal didn't believe in allowances. Once I get old enough, I went on to food deliveries, prescriptions from the pharmacy, and later ..... umm illegal things.....
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Darryl, SOB... ![]() |
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