What child hasn't been asked "What do you want to be when you grow up?"
When I was 14-years-old, I thought I wanted to be a priest. In September of 1961 I took up residence at St. Mark Roman Catholic Seminary in Erie, Pennsylvania. By June, 1965, I realized I no longer wished to be a priest.
In 1966 I enlisted in the U.S. Marine Corps. After completing boot camp at Parris Island, South Carolina and infantry training at Camp Lejeune, North Carolina, I came home for a 20-day leave and informed my parents that I loved the Marine Corps way of life and intended to make it a career. By the end of my 13-month tour of duty in Vietnam, I decided I no longer wished to be a Marine.
In 1968, I got a job with the H.J. Heinz Company as a shipping clerk and was determined to become a manager. 33 years later, at the age of 54, I retired as the manager of the Heinz Company's Pittsburgh, Pennaylvania facility.
In 1970 I married my late wife. We had five children and enjoyed 35 wonderful years together.
I will be 74-years-old next month. My adult children and grandchildren tell me that they are patiently waiting for me to grow up. I still am not sure what I want to be when I finally do.
Published on June 11, 2021 11:28