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I interviewed my mom Anne Rebecca Butler, she used to live in Indianapolis Indiana, but moved to Salem,Oregon when she was 15. Her first job was working for customer service at a shoe carnival stocking shoes and cleaning because she wasn't old enough to run the register. She got the job by putting in an application and then she got a call saying that she got the job. Yes she liked working for customer service at a shoe carnival because she liked being able to make her own money to by things for herself, she got paid $4.75 an hour .When my mom was my age in school her favorite subject in school was swimming. One of her most memorable memories as a teenager was getting her drivers license. My mom's favorite President was President Reagan because

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