tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568095981237813390.post2709605672715015016..comments2024-02-01T09:57:48.972-05:00Comments on Travel with a Beveridge: You're 11 son - get a jobScotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05973502935329434602noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568095981237813390.post-44249988616003334962009-02-25T23:36:00.000-05:002009-02-25T23:36:00.000-05:00There's nothing like farm work to set the world st...There's nothing like farm work to set the world straight. Some of my best memories involve baling hay during subsequent summer jobs as a kid.Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05973502935329434602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568095981237813390.post-55340043708506803552009-02-25T22:34:00.000-05:002009-02-25T22:34:00.000-05:00Your pic is absolutely adorable! Great story too! ...Your pic is absolutely adorable! Great story too! I've got plenty of work for you on our farm if you are still available at $1 a day. Offer stands... think about it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568095981237813390.post-31605241485774466052009-02-19T08:06:00.000-05:002009-02-19T08:06:00.000-05:00i got "gipped" out of a week's pay from my first b...i got "gipped" out of a week's pay from my first boss, at the age of 16. i called him several times, and even told him i was going to contact the action team at channel 5 (here in cleveland). he never paid me, and i never forgot it.<BR/><BR/>karen (thatnikongirl)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568095981237813390.post-73200120488072441442009-02-18T22:19:00.000-05:002009-02-18T22:19:00.000-05:00Scott your blogs are the best!!! I really enjoyed ...Scott your blogs are the best!!! I really enjoyed your first job story. Keep them coming!!! DeAnneAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568095981237813390.post-4288276649077774462009-02-18T10:07:00.000-05:002009-02-18T10:07:00.000-05:00I've been looking for work for Nicholas.I've been looking for work for Nicholas.Amanda Gilloolyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01149366756008890084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568095981237813390.post-25218170456751265982009-02-18T08:02:00.000-05:002009-02-18T08:02:00.000-05:00It must have been a 1956 thing, too, because that ...It must have been a 1956 thing, too, because that was the year I arrived in hicktown. Thanks for the correction.Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05973502935329434602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568095981237813390.post-31063815573434643932009-02-18T02:33:00.000-05:002009-02-18T02:33:00.000-05:00I hate to sound like a whippersnapper, but what is...I hate to sound like a whippersnapper, but what is it with you men born in 1957? My husband also uses the word "troth." With all the respect I can muster, I have to say that you are both WRONG with a capital W (and all the letters that follow). It's "trough" with a "ph." <BR/><BR/>*cough* <BR/><BR/>Or not. I just looked it up, and "troth" is one of the accepted pronunciations of "<A HREF="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/trough" REL="nofollow">trough</A>." <BR/><BR/>But really, it must be a 1957 thing. Or an Appalachian thing. Or something. Because it's TROFF. Srsly.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com