I did that at 10 years and at 15. Of course, I gratefully thank all those whose efforts over the years have helped the magazine evolve. The one entity that I have not thanked or ever written about is the small winged entity from either heaven or hell that propelled me into making the leap into publishing the magazine as a full time occupation. I drove transit bus for 11 years. Now there is nothing wrong with being a bus driver or doing any other kind of work.
Any work is honorable if it is done with pride and in the right spirit.
I, however, did it without either of those and my war stories would make most people laugh but I am not proud of much of my performance. It wasn't all bad. I drove through the North Shore suburbs of Chicago, mostly on Sheridan Road along Lake Michigan. These are some of the most affluent and gloriously landscaped neighborhoods in the whole Chicago area. I watched the seasons turn and the sunrises over the lake and had plenty of time for thought and contemplation.