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I Needed a New Job!
New Job
New Job
In 1969 I realized I must find another job. My boss and I did not agree on anything. My wife at that time told me she always wanted to live in Denver. So I subscribed to the Denver Post; bought a Denver Metro Phone Book and sent a resume to all tv/radio stations, dairy companies, ad agencies and screen printing shops. I had two answers. An ad agency asked me to come see them for an interview. I arranged for a Friday off from my job, bought a plane ticket to Denver, CO, bought a new suit and prayed, “Lord, if this is wrong please stop me”. While I was on my knees in the small bathroom behind my office, the phone rang. It was the Post Office in Quincy. They asked me where to deliver a Special Delivery, Air Mail letter. They could send it to my P O Box, to my home address, the Teevee station or the dairy (In those days they actually delivered ‘Special Delivery’ letters.) I opted for the Post Office Box as I was going downtown to do a television show.
The letter was from the Ad Agency. They informed me that after reading my resume more carefully, they had decided I would not “fit in” on their staff. (I could understand why. It included the line that I did not drink or smoke, that I was a Gideon. If they sent me to work with a brewery in CO, I probably would cause a problem for the agency)..
I canceled the ticket and the motel reservation at Holiday Inn. I asked “Lord, are you sure?”
About a week or so later, my boss sent me out to the Farm Bureau for a Dairy Farmer meeting with the Health Dept. The subject was “Flies In The Milkhouse”. I felt I had no business at this meeting, but I obeyed. . He could not “fire” me without a cause as the dairy farmers had invested a lot of money in the television program and me, their spokesman “cowboy”.)
At the meeting a dairy farmer came in and took a seat right next to me. He leaned over and whispered in my ear, “I want to talk with you after the meeting”. I recognized him as being a member of the Prairie Farms Board of Directors, but I was not sure of his name.
“I am the new President of the American Dairy Association of Illinois and we are looking for a new manager. Are you interested?” He asked me. I was able to get my resume to him within 30 minutes and assured him that I was. I would have to live in Joliet if I got the job. There were other applicants and my name would be included with theirs.
I knew that the Lord had engineered this meeting. It was not by chance.
Proverbs 3:5 Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.
In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.
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