Want to connect? Talk to my dad
Growing up, my father worked two jobs, seven days a week. We lived in Los Angeles and he’d deliver milk in the morning and newspapers in the afternoon. He was up at 3am for the milk route. Home around noon for a brief nap, and then out the door by 2pm to pick up his papers. That was his schedule six days a week. He got a break on Sundays… Read More »Want to connect? Talk to my dad