It was during the 'great depression" when my father-in-law went where ever there was work.
He grew up on a farm but left home and worked the sugar beet fields.
I think since he had two sisters living in Chicago he then went there to try to find work.
He told of being the 'milk man" and his delivery route but layoffs were everywhere even in the "milk man' industry.
Word had it that there was going to be one hiring at a manufacturing plant so he went there to apply for the job.
He said the waiting room was filled to capcity with people filling out applications.
He took his application and wrote one word under his name. That one word was "farmer".
All of the appications were turned in and a decision was to be made right then and there for the person getting the one job.
He said the door to the plant opened and the foreman called out his name. He had gotten the job.
As he went from the waiting room to go into the plant area the foreman said to him,
"When I saw that you had written "farmer" on your appliation I knew that you know how to work".
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