The scourge of my generation was unemployment. Not to compare our struggles with the generation that fought world wars, or promoted free love, but coming of age in Newfoundland in the late 1970s, what faced many of us was the lack of work. Hard to imagine in today’s booming St. John’s, but back then, fresh from university with a liberal arts degree, and with no stomach to work for government, the working world was there to meet me, and others, with closed doors. We even had a ...
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