Today’s Automobile:
Joe's 1958 Chevy Convertible:
Just some thoughts:
I have had many
different jobs in my lifetime, but most of them very normal. How ever I have always enjoyed learning what others did for a living.
I met Dugan, my
daddy called him a ‘Wayfaring Man.’ He
would spend the night with us maybe once a year for about 6 years. I made the
mistake of calling him a bum, when I was talking to dad, I was about 8 yrs old.
“Son Dugan is not a bum, he is a Wayfaring Man. He has no home, but you notice
he is clean. And he always pays your mama with new, good quality needles and
pins.”
He went on to tell me that wayfarers were
brought about by the depression. Dugan walked everywhere he went and going thru
the countryside he sold needles and pins to farmers wives. It was really a service to country folk and
his products took up very little room in his pack. I looked at him from then on
in a different light.
Joe in
Belmont. Our grandson Ben ran with his son.
Joe also interested me because he had a beautiful 1958 Chevy Convertible (opening picture). It
was used every year in the Belmont Christmas Parade.
Joe earned his
living somehow picking up old tires at service stations and taking them
somewhere in Charlotte and was paid for them. I have asked around and no one
knew how much he could make on the tires. I have seen his truck neatly stacked
with hundreds it seemed. Sadly Joe
passed away before I took the time to find out how that worked.
While camping in
Chicken Alaska we met a modern gold prospector. His rig was a 4 wheeler with a
trailer. On the trailer he had a generator, pump and ‘shaker’. The shaker was sorta like the ‘rocker’ used
by the prospectors during the goldrush.
(Above is a Gold rush Rocker Box.)
He traveled the creeks
in Alaska’s back country pumping the sand etc from the creek’s bottom and his
set up separated the gold. He said he found enough gold in the three months to
live the rest of the year in the lower 48. Some of you may remember the little
cannisters 35mm film came in, he used those cannisters to hold his gold.
(remember when camera's that took film. I have used those containers for a lot of things, t'would be nice to have one full of gold.)
He let me feel the
weight of one and it was pretty danged heavy. I sure liked his ideas. For
awhile I wanted to try that. LOL
Any odd occupations you can mention?
Nite
Shipslog
PS:
4 comments:
Very interesting - I love to learn about things like that.
Jack, I loved this post. Dugan was a okay sounds like. At least I liked what your father told you. I think you have seen much of this world with your jobs, especially the service stints. Blessings, xoxo, Susie
There truly is no end to the different kinds of occupations there are. Some more interesting that there's. I think if a man is happy doing what he wants, that is what counts. I'm envying your warm sunny days there. Tonight we may have frost and it's the middle of May! Enjoy that sunshine!
I used those camera film tubes to keep spare change/coins for the parking meters.
God bless, Jack and Sherry.
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