Autobiography Of My Family History

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My family history is from my Mother’s side of the family tree, so this autobiography will be a little lopsided; much like my personality. My maternal grandmother’s family came from Denmark and my maternal grandfather’s family is of German descent. The only thing I inherited from that side of the family is my punctuality, my outspokenness, and my ability to drink. I grew up in a three bedroom house with my mother and four brothers along with a neighborhood full of kids (mostly boys). I have three older brothers; 10, 9, and 8 years older and one brother who is three years younger than me. My older brothers all joined the service as they turned of age, therefore it created a split upbringing for me. Up until I was 8, I was treated as the …show more content…
From the memories of my older brother’s friends to the neighborhood kids to the friends I made as I went through middle and high school. All through my elementary and middle school years my younger brother and I would play across the street at one of three houses (mostly all three at once) rain, snow, or shine. I remember playing chicken on our big wheels and then as we got older playing chicken on our bicycles. We would play tag, kick the can, basketball, king of the hill, pickle in the middle, white wolf, and ding dong ditch all on our own block (no one ever said we were smart). Sometimes we would go to the elementary school a block and half away and play in the school yard when we needed more room for whatever game we were playing. We always knew when it was time to come home for dinner because my mother would stand on our front porch and bellow our names. If we couldn’t hear her, we were too far away and we would be in big trouble if it took us too long to get home. My upbringing was “it takes a village to raise a child”. I knew all of the neighborhood kids parents and they had no problem disciplining any child that was in their yard. Even neighbors who didn’t have children our age would come out and talk with us or give us treats if we picked up sticks or raked their yards. I remember summer nights where many of the adult neighbors would gather on our next door neighbor’s front porch and …show more content…
At one point I worked two jobs for a few years to get caught up on my credit card bill and to put some money into savings even though, I have worked for the same company for the last 23 years. As I stated earlier, I started out as a travel agent for Carlson Travel, which was an in house travel agency for Jupiter Transportation headquartered in Kenosha. Jupiter Transportation is a trucking company that piggy-backs tractors of semi-trucks from the manufacturers and delivers them to the dealerships or customers that buy them. One year later, to the date that I was hired, Jupiter was bought by Charlie Johnson, Wade Houston, and Dennis Troha and together they created ATC Leasing and decided to create their own travel agency, Johnson Houston Travel. I worked as a travel agent for ATC flying the truck drivers back to their next terminal, until they outsourced to a Canadian company. After that, I moved around a bit within the company working in different departments until four years ago when they moved me to Driver Compliance. I do not like this department nor the people I work for. The job is not challenging nor is there room for advancement, consequently, three years ago I went back to Gateway and earned my associates degree as an IT Security Analyst. However, when I was nearing graduation I quickly realized that most companies wanted a minimum of a bachelor’s

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