Monday, February 1, 2021

My First Job

 I'm sure this is going to surprise you, but I've been a feminist all my life.  When I was 8, I struck a blow for womanhood (ok, little girl hood) by taking a job as the first female paper carrier in Salmon, Idaho.  


Ok, I'm pretty sure I'm going to have to define that for anyone born in this millennium, but (slipping into my rocking chair, hiking my glasses up my nose....) Back in the day, people often got their news from newspapers.  Salmon being a basic hick town did not have its own newspaper, but the Idaho Falls Post Register was willing to pay me to drop off its screed on people's doorstep daily - after school, I'd ride my bike over to the post office and grab my stack along with the other urchins.  The Post Office guys sort of adopted me - they called me George, so that they didn't have to acknowledge my gender, and we got along well.  



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