I can't imagine my life without the adventures I've had since graduating high school and undertaking my gap year. Now I'm on to Phase Three. It was by far the easiest to pack up and go for a third time; for one, I'm much closer to home than Germany or Florida, and two, I'm settling down with family in an area I already know. There is little grandeur about moving one state south to go work for the spring--not when you compare it to my other adventures, at least. But I know I need a different type of experience. Learning how to operate in a working environment is just as important as discovering the nuances of a new culture or figuring out how to live on my own.
Through the generosity of my great aunt and uncle, Harry and Nellie Scoble, I am now situated in Hamden, CT. My first week consisted of many introductions, some paperwork, and a bit of job training; now, I'm ready and willing to work and work hard. My uncle Harry has been instrumental in aligning my job opportunities. He is the president of the Summit Corporation of America--a metal processing and manufacturing company--and also owns a restaurant called Park Central Tavern. I have the chance to work at Summit during the days--doing anything from office work to maintenance and odd jobs in the factory. In the evenings, I make the short drive to Park Central. Over the past few nights, I've been learning the ins and outs of the operation. It's pretty simple. The restaurant is my first commitment, and I know I will enjoy working there most nights this spring. I also know there are plenty of opportunities at PCT. It won't be hard to establish myself, and then I can go from there.
My third job opportunity will be at the New Haven Country Club. My day job at Summit is only temporary, because once the golf club opens for the season, I'll have the chance to work with the head pro and hopefully get to caddy as well. Though my first couple days at Summit went well, I look forward to the course opening because it's two minutes away instead of the forty minutes it takes to get to Summit. And all commutes aside, it will be nice to have a gorgeous golf course to look at instead of a dirty factory. The golf club is timeless, and the old Willie Park Jr. design has undergone restorations so it plays similar to the way it did back in the 1920s. Whether I'm playing the course or caddying, I'll know all of its tricks by the time it reaches full splendor in late May.
My Odd Jobs
Through the generosity of my great aunt and uncle, Harry and Nellie Scoble, I am now situated in Hamden, CT. My first week consisted of many introductions, some paperwork, and a bit of job training; now, I'm ready and willing to work and work hard. My uncle Harry has been instrumental in aligning my job opportunities. He is the president of the Summit Corporation of America--a metal processing and manufacturing company--and also owns a restaurant called Park Central Tavern. I have the chance to work at Summit during the days--doing anything from office work to maintenance and odd jobs in the factory. In the evenings, I make the short drive to Park Central. Over the past few nights, I've been learning the ins and outs of the operation. It's pretty simple. The restaurant is my first commitment, and I know I will enjoy working there most nights this spring. I also know there are plenty of opportunities at PCT. It won't be hard to establish myself, and then I can go from there.
My third job opportunity will be at the New Haven Country Club. My day job at Summit is only temporary, because once the golf club opens for the season, I'll have the chance to work with the head pro and hopefully get to caddy as well. Though my first couple days at Summit went well, I look forward to the course opening because it's two minutes away instead of the forty minutes it takes to get to Summit. And all commutes aside, it will be nice to have a gorgeous golf course to look at instead of a dirty factory. The golf club is timeless, and the old Willie Park Jr. design has undergone restorations so it plays similar to the way it did back in the 1920s. Whether I'm playing the course or caddying, I'll know all of its tricks by the time it reaches full splendor in late May.
Here in Hamden
I can't wait to get to know Hamden and the surrounding areas. My dad grew up here, and ever since I was young I remember making visits. First it was Thanksgivings with my grandparents Mimi and Papa while they still lived here, and more recently we've rekindled our Christmas Eve lunch tradition with incredible family gatherings at Harry's restaurant. Living here for a few months will be different than those short visits. I will truly get to know the area and understand more about the place where my dad grew up. It's also nice to spend time with family that I know well but don't see as often as I'd like. I've seen Harry and Nellie's daughter Leeza almost every day (it's hard to believe she's engaged already), and I'll get to see Harry Jr. when he comes home from his senior year at St. Joe's in Philly. And when no one is around, I still have their beagle named Oscar to mess around with. He likes to sleep in, and most mornings I wake up with him curled up on my bed.
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