…in my sophomore year in college I met an old woman named June who changed my life.
On Saturday morning, to earn some extra pocket money, students could line up on campus and people in town who wanted some extra muscle for odd jobs would turn up and you would get into their car and they’d offer you a morning’s work doing gardening, helping around the house or whatever.
Well, one Saturday morning I got into the car with June and she asked me to do some odd jobs…planting a bush and fixing a bird feeder. She gave me lunch and invited me to come again the next Saturday. It turned into a weekly gig.