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Mr. Barry and My Very First Job

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Earlier this week I learned that Mr. Barry Brown passed away. I read that he died at his home in Hope, Arkansas, at the age of 89.
Mr. Brown was my very first employer. When I was in the tenth grade, I got a job - with the help of the music director at our church - at Barry's Grocery. I wasn't quite sixteen, but Mr. Veatch told me it'd be okay, so I started working. At first, I was a bag boy and stocker. I did mostly grunt work, and I was happy to do it. I was making my own money that I could use toward buying a car, buying cheeseburgers at The Bobcat Drive-In, and all kinds of cool things.
Barry's Grocery was a great way to be introduced to the world of work. Previously, my only interactions with people had been through family, school, and church. Work was something altogether different. Though I was the new kid, and quite naive, I was treated kindly and with respect by all the people I worked with at Barry's. I have nothing but great memories of that experience. I …