I was hooked from the first time I picked up the torch. I can't remember my first time on the jobsite. But I heard stories about it. I guess I showed up with my sister in tow and held her hand the whole time. Oh how cute. I don't remember it but I do recall my first memory of my dad cutting down a railroad bridge and I was hooked I think I went to the jobsite every day I could that summer. I might have been 8 or 9 at the time. So I can see why your kids get excited about it. Now my first time working in a scrap yard was a whole another experience. They had us cutting up all the stuff they pulled out of the shredder pile that needed torch cut. So there I am some young 14 year old kid running a torch working next to this huge machine eating up everything they feed it. I was scared as hell all you hear is this thing eating up scrap non stop all day. Then one day you hear a BOOOOOOM and you look up and its raining car hoods. I took off running for my life and everyone else just laughed like it was nothing. Apparently concussions from the shredder were a normal thing. Moral of the story in the scrap industry the either get better or worse. You never stay the same. That same yard manager that you run into when you go to he yard today could be in 20 years from that same kid you are raising right now. Start them early and they can grow up fast in this industry. Its all about how hungry they are for knowledge and work ethic. Everyone starts off small. We were all that kid at one point.
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