In early summer of 1935 Clarence Waterfall, Manager of Wheelwright Construction Co. called me into his office. He offered me a clerical position in the office. Of course I accepted. It turned out to be a fatal experience. I knew nothing of the details that he wanted me to handle. Clarence could tell you what he expected but could not work with you until you knew what he wanted. It was like working in the dark. I failed to understand his procedures and was left with nothing to do when really it was all around me. I lasted for less that two months and was really happy when he advised me that they could do without my services. With that experience I was left dejected. I even felt that what I had learned in college would be of no value to me in life.
After that experience the President of Wheelwrights G. Highly Malan asked me to work with him in obtaining used equipment from a closed cement manufacturing plant. I took the job which turned out to be hauling junk equipment from the plant and storing it in Wheelwright’s yard in Ogden. It disgusted me to see a man acquiring used equipment that would never be put to use.
When Highly Malan finally ran out of his silly venture in the used equipment, I returned to company as a truck driver. We were building the diagonal road between five points and Hot Springs. A highway that eliminated North Ogden and Pleasant View. We were working two shifts; one from four in the morning until twelve noon; the other from twelve noon to eight P.M. I worked the morning shift. I then went to the shop on Quincy where I helped the shop foreman, Denny Moore. Denny was a straight forward, hard worker with full knowledge of what he was doing. You never wondered what he wanted done; how long it would take to do it and like my father, hours or days meant nothing. Getting the work done was all important. Denny liked me and I liked him. Work around him was never a drag. You always felt good at the end of the day.