At 18years old, stepping off of a bus in the Mobile Alabama terminal with only an address for a boarding house in hand on a piece of paper was a far cry from the comforts of central Pennsylvania. Having taken a huge leap, I had enough money for two weeks of boarding house fees, some food and a possible return trip on greyhound should I not pass the welding test for the shipyard. My risk took hold, as fresh out of Vocational school I passed the 1st class welding exam and had a job, and in short order was tossed into the world of pressurized pipe welding on the docks.