32 years. Been nose to the grindstone — chasing the dream. What dream? Well, the dream of an entrepreneur. You see, I really started when I was 14 years old. Hauling a bunch of glassware down to the swapmeet, all purchased at a discount. Going to resell it and double my money.
Of course, at 14 years of age, your mom or dad is playing taxi driver. But there I was, standing behind a folding table, pitching my wares to anyone passing by. Could hardly believe I could do something like this. You know, playing little entrepreneur. What a thrill.