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Ahhh, forty years ago would find me 15 years old and in the woods hunting, during deer season and riding dirt bikes all day, when it was not. Weekend nights were for hanging out at the local putt-putt golf course, because that's where the girls were and because they had a gokart track when the girls weren't around. That's about the time, I stopped being a kid. The next year I went to work and never slowed down. Life was good.
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40 years ago, white trash just upgraded to a 3 room log cabin on the far side of the native rez way out at the end of the road of NW BC, almost AK. An old Elan skidoo shared with my brother, and shooting squirrels when I was supposed to be hitting the outhouse and back inside to school.
That was some of my schooling at that time and later on at Ocenaeering......
Prior to the 80's there were no diver certifications required for the Gulf of Mexico off shore industry. A bit of a slow down in the oil patch and then they waited us to have "Certifications".... By the time I gathered all the certs and returned to Louisiana the oil industry had crashed...
Funny story.... When I showed up at College of Oceaneering with my rig truck (Louisiana plates) and photos of the oil patch.... The majority of my long term friendship were with the instructors rather than the students. Every weekend there were welding projects for instructors and the school... And from that point on a lot of job offers around the world in the diving industry.
Went to Oceaneering in Morgan City and the only person there was the project manager, everyone else was laid off and gone.
Life...... ?
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