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Takin’ Care of Business



               I had the typical jobs (job means just over broke) [Chuckle, chuckle!] as a
               youngster like delivering  newspapers, selling lotions door to door for Watkins and

               Fuller Brush, restaurant kitchen duties and farming.

               Early on, it was apparent that I desired to work with people because it was
               rewarding to watch them accept what I was doing. In my professional career and
               family life, I learned not to sell to people but to “condition” them to accept my
               proposal by seeing the value and have them act. People say they do not want to be

               a salesman because it has a negative  connotation, but, in life, you are selling  all the
               time; you’re selling  yourself - to your date, wife, family,  kids, and boss. For me, it
               is a natural  process.

               During  summers, I worked full-time  or part-time since I needed the income. It
               became apparent that good references and networking  were keys to staying
               employed. My first exposure to such was when a preacher introduced me to the
               owner of Kirk Construction Company. Thomas Kirk was a religious  man with a

               large family  of all girls. He needed a “gofer,” so he chose me. Since this involved
               demolishing  houses, I became an expert with a ten-pound sledge hammer and at
               driving  his truck or station wagon to pick up last minute  materials  for a job site. I
               enjoyed this job during the summers of 1957 and 1958 until  he decided to sell the

               business.

               Mr. Kirk referred me to a supplier and friend who did his promotional material  and
               owned a lithography  printing  company in downtown St. Louis. That job included
               camera work, printing  and delivering  printed products all over the city. Afterwards,
               Ed Fecker, the owner of Copy Cat Reproduction Company, said I had an innate
               ability  to sell, so he gave me a job opportunity to embellish  that skill.  I worked for

               Copy Cat selling  promotional materials  during the summers of 1959 and 1960.

               Being interested in repairing  my car, I got acquainted with Lloyd Davidson, the
               local owner of the Sinclair  Service Station, where I got another job. At first, I
               pumped gas, washed windshields, checked the air in the tires, did some oil changes
               and made minor repairs. It was a real learning  curve. Then Lloyd decided to help
               me get acquainted with the AAA Towing Service where I began working around




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