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Gary L. Wamsley<br />
It was not hard; but, like the job at the light-fixture plant in California, it was<br />
exceptionally boring.<br />
External circumstances can <strong>of</strong>ten be as influential as internal motivation in<br />
dictating what direction our lives take. By the time I graduated from Falls City<br />
High School, it was clear to me there was no future in farming; the farm barely<br />
supported my gr<strong>and</strong>parents <strong>and</strong> my uncle. It was already mortgaged to the hilt,<br />
with no prospects for improvement. I could not imagine making any kind <strong>of</strong><br />
life for myself given these circumstances. If you did not inherit a farm, or unless<br />
you were wealthy enough to buy one, there was no way to be more than a renter<br />
or a hired farmh<strong>and</strong>. Although I had wanted to be a farmer, I cannot say I was<br />
terribly upset about having to ab<strong>and</strong>on that notion. At the same time, I knew I<br />
did not want a career selling shoes. My townie friends were scattering, <strong>and</strong> most<br />
were doing what I had never consciously considered—going to college.<br />
About this time, my mother suggested I return to Los Angeles <strong>and</strong> enroll<br />
in college myself. I had no better ideas, <strong>and</strong> I knew I did not want to continue<br />
selling shoes. I also knew that males my age would be drafted if they were not<br />
in college or had some other grounds for exemption, so I agreed to try school<br />
without giving it much more thought.<br />
Getting into college was easy in California then, even with my less than<br />
impressive high school grade point average. I could have gone to UCLA, which<br />
was tuition free, but I arrived too late to register for fall term. So I went to a<br />
nearby junior college, which was also free. I could live at home <strong>and</strong> not have to<br />
work. The college had an art department, <strong>and</strong> I had always liked to draw, so I<br />
became an art major. It was as simple <strong>and</strong> embarrassingly witless as that.<br />
The following year I transferred to UCLA <strong>and</strong> continued living at home,<br />
although it meant a long commute. I soon decided I wanted to get an apartment<br />
near school <strong>and</strong> live on my own, so I knew I had to work besides attending<br />
classes. At these jobs I saw for the first time the wide disparity in working<br />
conditions, incomes, <strong>and</strong> lifestyles among Americans. Although I had seen some<br />
<strong>of</strong> this growing up, I had never realized how great the gap was.<br />
For a year or more I sold shoes after school <strong>and</strong> on Saturdays until 10 p.m. It<br />
was boring, hard work at wretched pay, but I did it until another uncle got me a<br />
unionized job doing industrial insulation. It was full-time, so I could do it only<br />
in the summer or over Christmas holidays, but it paid well enough that I could<br />
move into an apartment bordering campus with three roommates. The work<br />
was in refineries <strong>and</strong> steel mills, insulating such things as boilers <strong>and</strong> cracking<br />
towers. As a “helper” <strong>of</strong> skilled union workers, I was paid $2.00 an hour, which<br />
at that time was a very good wage for someone like me who had no skills. The<br />
more experienced workers earned considerably more, but they applied asbestos<br />
under incredibly hot conditions, sometimes on dangerously high scaffolding<br />
or in cramped spaces without ventilation. They would end the day coated with<br />
white asbestos dust, <strong>and</strong> no doubt many died prematurely <strong>of</strong> lung disease caused<br />
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