Rain and my first job

Hello guys: Sometimes when a typhoon is in the air it reminds me of my first job after my discharged from the Navy in January 1959. After staying with my folks for a few months in the lower 48 I headed back to Alaska where I had lived before joining the navy. Landing in Ketchikan’s harbor by seaplane I was met by family friends. Fortunately the following day I went to the state employment office which as luck would have it was ran by a retied Navy Chief. Taking pity on me he immediately sent me for an interview with the US Forest Service. Soon I was employed and flying to Craig Alaska. Craig was then a sleepy little town with one hotel, one bar and one café. After settling in for the rest of the day - the next morning I was handed two large bags of surveyor’s stakes, a machete to cut under brush with, an axe to cut down small trees or tree limbs, and then it started to rain... it rained the entire summer without any let up. That night I’d close my eyes thinking back to warm tropical Puerto Rico where I had been stationed only a few months before. Papa Chuck