The East Texas Grinder

Chapter 3

If I thought about it in sandwich terms, I’d call my late twenties and thirties The East Texas Grinder. I was working night and day trying to carve out a career and be successful. It required long hours and overtime to get anything done. I also inadvertently put my family through The Grinder because of the stress I carried. You folks nearing retirement in your sixties remember those days, don’t you? You were the new kid on the block, and you had to think on your feet and work hard every day just to make it.