Basically a farm kid so all the usual hay bales etc. plus I was tall with broad shoulders so I lied about my age and got a job washing dishes at local dive. Played basketball into the wee hours of the morning with all the ex con dishwashers lighting up the court via car headlights. At one point one of the “old” waitresses pulled me aside and grabbed my hand looked me in the eyes and said “ Honey when you grow into these you call me” Hah, I was so young and naive I had no idea what she was even talking about! My fellow dish washers were howling! By end of summer she drug me into a walk in cooler. I figured it out!
