MOLALLA, OREGON (1977)

It sounded like a good job. Big bulldozers. Out in the woods.

I got my first summer job the old-fashioned way.  My dad knew a guy.

The guy was an independent heavy equipment contractor named Scott [not his real name].  My dad knew him through his hunting and fishing buddies. He was said to be an exceptional outdoorsman and had also been a local Golden Gloves boxing champion when he was a kid.