Made the decision to leave home , and to pay my way through electronics techical school , age 18 , more desire than brains , and I thank God my dear old Dad taught me how to work and survive. One memorable job I had , while going to tech school was evening shift , hand shoveling exothermic sand out of train box cars into 35 gal. paper barrels , to be shipped to a steel mill . All this while attending tech school 7AM to 3PM . Friday night , was double shifts , into Sat.. OSHA would have had a field day at this place. Everything there could electricute you , burn you , or explode before you could find the exit door , through the thick iron ore dust. Quit that job and went to work at a Company gas station. That was safer , in that some customers would only pull pistols on you , and threaten to kill you , just because of you looked different than they did. Thanks Dad for teaching me how to work. Finally , after graduating from tech . school , I was able to save my lunch money to buy parts to build my first m/l rifle from Dixie , 1970. Guess you could call that a small victory for a coal miners son. HOORAW..!