September 1, 2013: Route 66 Hotel
|Ann is far left and Gene far right. Scott and my brother, Matt, posed with us in front of the motel.|
The use of connections was less fruitful in the accounting world. Pre-days of Internet searches, I relied on recommendations of my dad and the good-old-fashioned telephone book to write letters to every accounting firm in Kingman. I soon learned that summer was bad time to find gainful employment in the accounting field and that CPA’s liked to take it easy over the summer. With the summer quickly approaching and not even a single bite on a job, I turned back to my ever resourceful dad asking for an “in” to a summer job of any kind. So my dad put out his feelers while going about his daily interactions with customers and pulled through with a lead.
|A full view of the Route 66 Motel|
|Mom & I ~ check out my tan legs!|
|My handwork with the painted signage|