I had a jew named Bushkin back in 1964 that took
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that took me under his wing because he
saw me working harder than anyone else.
He taught me all he could in the time i was
there about repairing and cleaning fur coats.
I became an almost-furrier at age 19 when
avg age back then was 56. I was then
asst manger of fur repair dept in a major
downtown department store. Well i let it all go
I was too far away from making money and
my girlfriend got pregnant and we married.
I went to work in a factory to survive.
The last family owned department store in Indy
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