Crosby, Stills, Nash and Me.

I thought about being a janitor when I worked at Boeing as an E/E draftsman in 1966.

After Nixon shut down the 60′s, I asked a friend what he was going to do with the rest of his life. He answered that he was going to “stay out of the way”.

I said, “me too”, and became a janitor.

It tied in with a Donavon lyric, “I just wanted to take a broom and sweep the bloody floor”.

After 35 years of dancing with the grey haired lady, I tried to get a job as a janitorial supply salesman. But after relating my janitorial experiences with the owner of the supply company, he told me I wasn’t really a janitor – I was an artist.

On my first day of business, January 10, 1973, my company was grossing $600 per month with its only cleaning contract, Capitol Hill Shopping Center.

By the end of 1977, it was grossing $50,000 per month, cleaning buildings in a town of 20,000 people. Personally, it put me in the 70% tax bracket.

Stories you wouldn’t believe, but basically I’m a natural born libertarian.

I drove Ron Paul all over Montana for his rally speeches in his 1988 presidential bid on the Libertarian ticket, and gave him a 6-hour monolog of my janitorial experience. He said that if what I said were to have been transcribed verbatim, I would have a best seller.

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