I had a small custom leathershop in central Indiana. After starving at that for a couple years I got a job digging tunnels under roads and railways with Armco Steel. Rough work but it was good pay for that time. A 6'2" guy doesn't fit real well inside of a 42" diameter pipe;~) Went from there to forming concrete basement walls and then on to millwrighting at the co-ops and feed mills in the rural areas. Learned to weld and cut steel and climb up high to my work station, much better and more air than the tunnels. We got married and moved to sunny Florida in '79 and I finished concrete slabs for new houses for a while. The contractor went bust and I got a job rebuilding concrete mixers for redi-mix trucks, probably the hardest job of the lot! Skinning the outside wasn't so bad but cutting out the old skin from the inside of the mixers was awful. No overtime pay and my coveralls kept catching on fire in there. It was so bad the whole crew quit the guy and he folded up shop. Went on to a pump and tank company (underground service station tanks and lines installation)and have stayed put for twenty one years. They stuck me in an office about eight years ago and I wish I was still on the outside, but I'm not as young as I used to be. Seems like it was just the other day..... Now I work from 8-5, come home fairly clean and fool around with building a blues music website of sorts, and play my guitars since I'm not too tired to play 'em these days;~)

Tweed