All through high school I hauled produce from the Sacramento markets to my town of Pittsburg. These were early morning (leave my house at 3:30 AM) runs and I would stop for breakfast at Alma's Cafe in Walnut Grove. As an aside, they had a pretty sharp daughter... Many times, while eating breakfast, a farmer would comment on "their" produce on my truck. We also had access to Victoria Island for ducks and also asparagus after the harvest. We would head out with simple knives and fill a number of wooden crates with them. Good times 40+ years ago.


Conduct is the best proof of character.