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  First year teaching winds down The Christmas holidays were juxtaposition from my college days to my first year teaching. Instead of visiting my parents as I had done as a student, I returned to Utah to see what was happening on that front....

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  My Next brush with the military  The $4800 annual salary that sounded like such a huge amount of money during my conversation with the superintendent turned out to be not quite the financial bonanza I had anticipated. After all deductions...

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  From college kid to manhood Well, here I was, a college graduate with a degree in Psychology, almost. Turns out I did not finish a Physics 137 class – Astronomy. Remember that I did very well in lecture classes and not so well in courses...

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College days end – but now what? By April 1964 I was getting desperate as I had no solid job prospects. I was a Psychology major with a bachelor degree and no desire for the pursuit of an advanced degree. That combination qualified me to sell cars,...

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Dating in college I had not dated anybody seriously for any extended period of time throughout my college career. There was Margie, the nurse from England whose father sold fallout shelters, and whose best friend Vickie became Geno’s wife. Margie...

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Future career in the military? Sometime during the final semester of my senior year, 1964 the Viet Nam War was just gearing up and  Sandy said that Mrs. Allen had called and invited us to one of her Sunday parties – as GUESTS! She said that she was...

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Wayward John One of our former family neighbors from Clairton, PA who had moved to a more upscale part of Greater Pittsburgh had a son with some challenges. The son had been in and out of trouble in high school, bounced from the military, and had...

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Senior year My senior year in college was the most fun from a curricular standpoint. I had completed nearly all the required subjects and saved classes in my major field of Psychology for my last year. My schedule included several upper division...

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The return of the native The summer of 1963 I returned to Clairton to spend my first full summer since high school graduation. I got a job in the U.S. Steel mill – a miserable but well paying job that convinced me to return to BYU and finish my...

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BOYS AND THEIR TOYS: Part of every boy’s life in the 1950s and 60s was a car. Back east many schools, for lack of parking space, forbade underclassman to drive but at BYU there were no such restrictions. Many a lad and gal loaded up their...