My first job. Got to thinking about the kids and how they are starting out in life and going to work for the first time and it got me to thinking about my first job. Now I worked for my dad but that did not count that was just stuff I had to do and the pay was not to good . But he fed me and clothed me and gave me spending money so that was ok. About 1954 when I was 13 years old and a freshman in high school I decided that working was much better than going to school so me and a friend set out to Thomson Falls to go to work in the woods . My friend s name was Ron Levang and his dad and uncles and all of his relation worked in the woods and he said we could go to work if we went there . Well Thompson Falls was about 250 miles from Columbia Falls were we lived and I had not been to far away from home before . Now I asked dad and he was not against it but was not sure it would be to good an idea either. Dad had taken his first romp away from home when he was just 12 and it ended up in him getting sick in a logging camp and going back home to Wisconsin. Ron and I set out in his old 1942 chev. and got to Thompson Falls that evening and by that night we had jobs as flunkies with the logging crew . Four in morning comes pretty dang early and I woke up sick with fever and sore teeth . My wisdom teeth were killing me . Well I did not go to work that day and no one had any thought to take me to the doctor . I never had to take care of myself before and the old gal that was Rons mother was as thoughtful as a grizzly bear. Well it got worse and I got sicker so decided I had had enough and headed back home . I want you to no that it is a hundred miles from one town to the other around Hot springs on the Reservation in Montana. I counted four rattle snake s to the mile and in four hours only one car came by . An old man in a model A ford pickup and boy was I glad he stopped. He had water and a deer steak sandwich that tasted like a ten course meal . He asked me what I was doing out on that Dam road in 100 degree heat and I told him my story . Well that old man probably saved my life when I got home I was out and laid in bed for 48 hours and then dad took me to the doc . He gave me a shot of antibiotic and I was up and running in 24 hours. Well I never made any money or even started that job but it was the first I was hired for and kicked off my life in the working force . I started working in the farming industry picking rocks for my cousin Claude Smith out on the Teton north of Great Falls Montana. 7 dollars a day board and room This led me to working many jobs on the farm and I would most likely ended up on the farm if it had not been for my Uncle Earl Frazier who taught me the trade of sheetrock hanging and finishing and painting . That Trade has been handed down to my three boys and one daughter and to Charlene and Rollie s boy Austin Truax . Again my family took care of me and I will always thank them for the start in life that they give me . POP FRAZIER
Posted on: Thu, 22 May 2014 14:25:50 +0000
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