My first summer in the northwest, back in 1973, the friends I was staying with heard that a strawberry farmer in the area was looking for field bosses for the harvest.  Since teachers were highly prized candidates for this role, they suggested I go see Mr. Tsigawa about a job, which I did.  After exchanging pleasantries Mr. Tsigawa asked if I’d ever been a field boss.  Oh, heavens no I replied. 

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