I remember quite well, a beautiful July summer day, me and my best friend, Jimmy had gone down to the Calgary Brewry and picked up a couple of cases of cold beer. We were on our way back to Ogden to enjoy these refreshments down at the beaver dam. Anyways, Jimmy asked me how I was making out, finding a new job I told him about my getting rejected at the CPR Alyth Shops. We were driving down Portland Street, and Jimmy suggested that I try the flour mill on Bonniebrook Road that we were approaching and I said I wasn't in the mood to look for work now. He said of I didn't try I would get no beer so reluctantly I went in to the building's office and asked if they were hiring. They told me to go to the shippers office and ask for Pete Luft I went there into the first floor of the warehouse. It was a big warehouse with bags of flour, stored all over the place. I talked to Pete and he looked at me and said, I have a job, but I don't think you can handle it. To this I replied that I would like to give it a try, he said okay you can start right now, I was thinking about the cold beer, and told him I have a doctors appointment, but could start tomorrow. He said fine we'll see you at eight o'clock in the morning. Well Jimmy and I went and drank all the beer with a few other friends, and I went home to rest up for my new job. I woke up in the morning with a hangover, and caught the Ogden bus that would take me to Bonniebrook to start my new career with Pillsbury Canada at 4002 Bonniebrook Road. The mill was one of two that Pillsbury owned in Canada, there was a smaller one in the Midland Ontario and this monster that could pump out 10,000 hundredweights in 24 hours. The mill was nonunion not like the ones in the United States, and I was to be paid $1.80 an hour as a warehouseman, or what I was to learn being a human fork lift.
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