0-10 was rough. I never knew my dad and my mom worked really long hours for this jerk who ran a junk yard. I tried to help out when I could but he refused to pay me, I got really interested in racing as a kid though, and he was nice enough to let me salvage some parts to try and build my own vehicle - with varying success. The only other good thing about it was that I met the girl I would one day marry, although we wouldn't reconnect for a long time.
11-20 was a huge transition. I took one of those aptitude tests and they found out I was actually pretty gifted and got a scholarship to a special school that was pretty well known. There was a really decent guy who recruited me and helped me get settled. Unfortunately, he died of heart failure a couple of weeks later. His replacement was younger and a decent enough guy, but we butted heads a lot. Sometimes I honestly felt like I should have been teaching and him learning.
20-30 saw a lot of struggles for me, and a lot of personal loss. My mom died and I barely made it back home to tell her goodbye. I reconnected with that girl and we wound up getting married, but we didn't tell anyone because I was supposed to get married while still in school, so that was hard. I graduated and I got a great job right away in law enforcement, but times were really changing in the organization. I had to pick between staying loyal to my mentor or jumping ship to work for this older guy who was a natural leader with a real clear vision of the future. I ended up going with that guy and the split had some real fallout with my old classmates. It seemed like it wouldn't even matter because my wife and I got pregnant - twins! I was overjoyed .Unfortunately less than a month later I was involved in a really bad workplace accident that really altered the rest of my life. Even after I got out of surgery, I was sort of a different person and most people no longer recognized me. My wife took it the worst, she said she didn't know me anymore and it broke her heart. We separated and she struggled on her own, eventually passing away tragically while delivering our children, who were subsequently put up for adoption when it was determined my decisions meant i wasn't fit to be their dad anymore.
30-40 kind of went by in a blur. I put in the hours, I became a supervisor, eventually I rose to #2 in the company, but the boss man was a stingy old coot who told me he was never going to retire and that I needed to be content where I was.
40s were pretty amazing. I wound up meeting my daughter at a industry conference although I didn't know it was her until years later. Then when I was working overseas, who should show up but my SON who was incredibly in basically the same line of work. We had a real heart to heart that honestly helped us both process a lot of feelings that had raged for years. By the end of it, I was offering him a position to join me and we'd start our own company - Father & Son - but he rebuffed me and we parted on not-so-great terms. The good news was that we reconnected about a year later and this time he was down for the team up. Using our combine talents, we staged a somewhat hostile takeover of my boss and we forced him into an early retirement.