My parents never knew that I had this job, there was a gas station that used to sell tires. They would take old tires that had been turned in, with the tread real low, and they would have a chalk mark on them, we used to wash it off with gasoline and then re-groove the tires, we did it at night in a big old barn...If my parents had known I was doing that I would have been in trouble.
I took a pocket watch from my father too and showed it to everybody, and then I put it back.
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