RURAL WRITES

| RURAL WRITES | G.A. SCHEINOHA CONTRIBUTOR As another Labor Day comes and goes, memories of my first jobs drift back. My working life began at age twelve, alongside my cousin, Karl Marquardt. I was hired by the village veterinarian, Doc Huspen during haying. Just strong enough to lift the cumbersome bales. When we filled one side of the barn it was time to descend … on a rickety elevator