Your vision of my walking thru a field picking cotton by hand was right on the money, ksquared, as far as my early years in that profession. When I was a kid in the '50s, my family rented 3 of our 5 acres to the farmer next door, who grew cotton on it every summer. When the Mexican laborers were finished with their picking, we kids were allowed to go thru and pick anything they missed. It was slim pickings for us, obviously.
So you worked at a drive-in movie .. or passion pit, as we called it? Lots of Outdoor Adventures there, as I recall ... <g>. We also called our local hamburger joint with its carhops a drive-in. Happy Days and all that. With your $1.89 and $1.40/hour, you were in considerably taller cotton than I was at $1.00/hour and no extra pay for the many overtime hours.
Was Hi Karate a men's cologne? If so, I probably got at least one bottle of it for Christmas back then. I seem to remember English Leather as being one of the smell-good liquids of choice for men. In fact, I still have in the back of a closet a nearly full bottle of the stuff that must be at least 35 years old. I attempted to remove the wooden top so that I could take a whiff, but it came loose from the plastic cap that it was attached to. The plastic cap won't budge, which is probably just a well. I may have to see if WD40 or Liquid Wrench will do the trick.
Well, I better get off Memory Lane. It's nice to visit there now and then.
Justin
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