My Memoirs - Citizen of the World
My Memoirs - Citizen of the World
My Memoirs - Citizen of the World
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mentioned that I should seek a position that was more appropriate,<br />
given my qualifications. I insisted that I needed a job right away<br />
because I had a wife and two children, but no luck was to be had.<br />
I kept looking in newspaper ads and I saw one asking for an<br />
Insurance Underwriter in Hartford, Connecticut. It was for a<br />
position at <strong>the</strong> Hartford Insurance Co. As I did not have any<br />
insurance experience, <strong>the</strong>y gave me a position as Assistant<br />
Underwriter Trainee. It was 25 miles from Middletown, and I<br />
worked in a nice <strong>of</strong>fice with very good people. But my salary was<br />
only $100.00 dollars per week. I purchased a secondhand car; a<br />
Rambler that looked like a bath tub, for $300.00 dollars and it was<br />
a real lemon. The windshield wipers rarely worked, but I had no<br />
choice about using <strong>the</strong> car since I had to drive to work every day.<br />
At that time I smoked, and I remembered how my fa<strong>the</strong>r (who was<br />
very knowledgeable with automobiles) once told me, "If it rains<br />
when you are driving and <strong>the</strong> windshield wipers don't work, you<br />
must improvise. Just use <strong>the</strong> tobacco from a cigarette and splash it<br />
all over <strong>the</strong> windshield. You'll see what happens!" I tried his<br />
suggestion and it actually worked! The tobacco repelled <strong>the</strong> rain<br />
on <strong>the</strong> windshield and enabled me to continue driving <strong>the</strong> car on<br />
rainy days.<br />
Deodete, who only spoke a little bit <strong>of</strong> English that she had learned<br />
in high school, did not speak or understand enough to get a decent<br />
position as a teacher. Although she was a Certified Teacher in<br />
Portugal, she would have to go to college again to earn an<br />
American teaching degree. I encouraged her to do so, and we both<br />
went to a local college to get information about what equivalency<br />
her degree in Portugal would garner in credits in <strong>the</strong> United States<br />
if she decided to pursue that option. After she presented her<br />
credentials, diplomas and courses that she had taken in Portugal,<br />
<strong>the</strong>y told her that <strong>the</strong>y would give her 59 credits and that she only<br />
needed an additional 61 to earn her Teaching Certificate. Since we<br />
were starting our life anew in a new country with an eight month<br />
old son and a 4 year old daughter, she decided not to go to school<br />
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