My first job was working the concession stand at the 4th Ave Theater when I was 16 years old. Joe Marble was the manager. It was a beautiful theatre, as was the Empress Theatre. So sorry they are both gone.
My Emmy was for a show called, "Front Page Saturday Night." It was a magazine style TV show. As far as I know, you can't find it online. My Emmy was for a story we did about a supposedly haunted farmhouse in a small town in Ohio.
I did do babysitting, but my first "real" job was as a puller at a gun shooting range off of Sand Lake Road. From there is was in the concession stand of the Denali Theatre. :)
Mrs. Phillips, a neighbor 3 houses up the hill (on Gov't Hill), asked me what the going rate was for a babysitter. I told her 75 cents for the first child and 25 cents for each additional child. Mrs. Phillips then said she wanted me to watch her high-strung poodles (Momma and 5 pups) for the day - 8 hours. She told me they would tear up the house unless someone was there. This 13 year-old made $16.00 that day! You better believe I made myself available. -- My first real job was the spring of 1964. I was attending East High and was on double shift (mornings) after the Good Friday Earthquake. So, in the afternoons I went to work for Lew & Amy Marek, Dad's Grocery, 11th & M. Among other things, I pulled and delivery groceries. One of our customers was the custodian of the damaged L. Street Apartments after all the tenants were remove. It was freaky going into that building, especially when there was an aftershock during one of my deliveries.
I grew up in a small town in Western Massachusetts, long ago. My first job as a kid was at a horse boarding facility where people kept their show horses. I was in the 8th grade, but it was technically agricultural, so I could legally work as a kid. I cleaned stalls, fed horses, brushed them down after their owners took them out for casual rides or worked with them training in the arena for shows. I learned to ride, take care of the tack and was told I was a pretty good groomer. It was an awesome first job experience for sure.
Bill - welcome to the Anchorage Memories Club - while your first job wasn't in Anchorage, it was an experience you'll never forget. Are you still around horses?
Aside from my Anchorage Times route in 1975-76, my first after-school job was doing yard work for an older gentlman somewhere around 15th and C if memory serves. I was terrible at it! He wanted me to remove all the thatch from his lawn, but I kept resisting because doing it his way meant pretty much reducing the brown lawn to a dirt yard. I hope it grew back! My first real payroll job was at the Burger King near University Center, and then on 5th Avenue. They let me go because I wouldn't work school nights. For some reason, my parents prioritized school over a job. That was the right call. But I really liked working at Burger King for some reason; I found the process kind of fascinating.
Tom - lots of us here on the Anchorage Memories Club started out by delivering newspapers for the Times or Daily News. Yes, yard work was hard work. Burger King? Was fast food hard work as well?
It was hard for me because I was terrible at using the milk shake machine! And later, when I worked at the Tastee-Freez on Northern Lights Blvd, the manager became so annoyed with my terrible ice-cream-cone-making skills that she made me practice for an entire hour making one after the other until I got it right ;-) I finally did, and can still do it! Fast food work was busy and sometimes hard, but it was really fun. I met some really interesting people, and the food at Tastee Freez was really good! I miss those days.
I first babysat for our neighbors while living in Turnagain-by-the sea in Anchorage, and then as a candy-striper aid in Providence Hospital in Anchorage, in the early 50's
My first job was delivering the Anchorage Times. My route was only the Martin Arms Apts on E 3rd. 206 apartments and I usually had 165 to 180 customers. We were Air Force so I had that from 1962 through 1965, when we rotated back to the Lower 48. It was the 2nd largest route in the city at the time. I did have the opportunity to converse via facebook with the guy who had the largest Times route then. He had a much larger territory.
We arrived in Anchorage in August, 1961. No immediate base housing on Elmendorf and Martin Arms was suggested as maybe temporary until housing opened up on base. We stayed there the entire 4 year tour. Including the Earthquake. The paper route became available in early 1962 and I kept it until we left. The other fellow paper carrier was Eck Eckley.
Sorry, no. I went to Clark for 7th grade, 64-65. Had the experience of walking to school in the snow, up hill, both ways! We lived just inside the first pick up for the bus. I was about to start 8th grade but we went back to the States that August, 1965.
My first job was delivering newspapers. My route was lower Spenard hill and then East to 19th, 20th, K Street and over to Arctic Blvd. I was about 12 in 1969 and that continued for a couple years. I rode my bike to my second job at a fabric store off Spenard Rd somewhere near Piggly Wiggly. We lived in the Redwood colored house (only house) down by Westchester Lagoon where a park now exists so go anywhere was a big uphill walk or bike ride.
We left Anchorage for the lower 48 when I was 7 yrs old. No official job. But I do remember opening a lemonade stand when I was 6. Mom made me pay for the cups and lemonade (overhead)! I was too shy to put the stand on the street so I called my friends to come over and buy. I may still owe my mom some money as there was no profit. What a lesson learned!
My first job was working the concession stand at the 4th Ave Theater when I was 16 years old. Joe Marble was the manager. It was a beautiful theatre, as was the Empress Theatre. So sorry they are both gone.
Diana - And there you were, next to the wonderful aroma of popcorn all day -
My first job was working for my father summers in high school in his engineering office above Cartee and Sons and 5th and I.
Eric Johnson
Eric - From that first job, you are now a published author. Way to go.
Thanks. Can I find what you got your Emmy for online? I'd like to see it.
My Emmy was for a show called, "Front Page Saturday Night." It was a magazine style TV show. As far as I know, you can't find it online. My Emmy was for a story we did about a supposedly haunted farmhouse in a small town in Ohio.
I did do babysitting, but my first "real" job was as a puller at a gun shooting range off of Sand Lake Road. From there is was in the concession stand of the Denali Theatre. :)
Traci - was a "puller" the person who raised and lowered the targets? Great memory.
Mrs. Phillips, a neighbor 3 houses up the hill (on Gov't Hill), asked me what the going rate was for a babysitter. I told her 75 cents for the first child and 25 cents for each additional child. Mrs. Phillips then said she wanted me to watch her high-strung poodles (Momma and 5 pups) for the day - 8 hours. She told me they would tear up the house unless someone was there. This 13 year-old made $16.00 that day! You better believe I made myself available. -- My first real job was the spring of 1964. I was attending East High and was on double shift (mornings) after the Good Friday Earthquake. So, in the afternoons I went to work for Lew & Amy Marek, Dad's Grocery, 11th & M. Among other things, I pulled and delivery groceries. One of our customers was the custodian of the damaged L. Street Apartments after all the tenants were remove. It was freaky going into that building, especially when there was an aftershock during one of my deliveries.
Pat - I love your "high-strung poodles" story -
Playing drums in Burgundy Rose...
Michael - you are one of the chosen few who got to put their talent to work as a first job. Way to go.
I grew up in a small town in Western Massachusetts, long ago. My first job as a kid was at a horse boarding facility where people kept their show horses. I was in the 8th grade, but it was technically agricultural, so I could legally work as a kid. I cleaned stalls, fed horses, brushed them down after their owners took them out for casual rides or worked with them training in the arena for shows. I learned to ride, take care of the tack and was told I was a pretty good groomer. It was an awesome first job experience for sure.
Bill - welcome to the Anchorage Memories Club - while your first job wasn't in Anchorage, it was an experience you'll never forget. Are you still around horses?
Aside from my Anchorage Times route in 1975-76, my first after-school job was doing yard work for an older gentlman somewhere around 15th and C if memory serves. I was terrible at it! He wanted me to remove all the thatch from his lawn, but I kept resisting because doing it his way meant pretty much reducing the brown lawn to a dirt yard. I hope it grew back! My first real payroll job was at the Burger King near University Center, and then on 5th Avenue. They let me go because I wouldn't work school nights. For some reason, my parents prioritized school over a job. That was the right call. But I really liked working at Burger King for some reason; I found the process kind of fascinating.
Tom - lots of us here on the Anchorage Memories Club started out by delivering newspapers for the Times or Daily News. Yes, yard work was hard work. Burger King? Was fast food hard work as well?
It was hard for me because I was terrible at using the milk shake machine! And later, when I worked at the Tastee-Freez on Northern Lights Blvd, the manager became so annoyed with my terrible ice-cream-cone-making skills that she made me practice for an entire hour making one after the other until I got it right ;-) I finally did, and can still do it! Fast food work was busy and sometimes hard, but it was really fun. I met some really interesting people, and the food at Tastee Freez was really good! I miss those days.
I first babysat for our neighbors while living in Turnagain-by-the sea in Anchorage, and then as a candy-striper aid in Providence Hospital in Anchorage, in the early 50's
Irene - you experienced a lot of early Anchorage. You must have been a Providence when my bother and sister were born there in the early 1950s.
My first job was delivering the Anchorage Times. My route was only the Martin Arms Apts on E 3rd. 206 apartments and I usually had 165 to 180 customers. We were Air Force so I had that from 1962 through 1965, when we rotated back to the Lower 48. It was the 2nd largest route in the city at the time. I did have the opportunity to converse via facebook with the guy who had the largest Times route then. He had a much larger territory.
Bill - what year did you deliver to Martin Arms? What is the name of the fellow that had the largest Times route?
We arrived in Anchorage in August, 1961. No immediate base housing on Elmendorf and Martin Arms was suggested as maybe temporary until housing opened up on base. We stayed there the entire 4 year tour. Including the Earthquake. The paper route became available in early 1962 and I kept it until we left. The other fellow paper carrier was Eck Eckley.
Did you go to East High? I think we rode the bus together.
Sorry, no. I went to Clark for 7th grade, 64-65. Had the experience of walking to school in the snow, up hill, both ways! We lived just inside the first pick up for the bus. I was about to start 8th grade but we went back to the States that August, 1965.
My first job was delivering newspapers. My route was lower Spenard hill and then East to 19th, 20th, K Street and over to Arctic Blvd. I was about 12 in 1969 and that continued for a couple years. I rode my bike to my second job at a fabric store off Spenard Rd somewhere near Piggly Wiggly. We lived in the Redwood colored house (only house) down by Westchester Lagoon where a park now exists so go anywhere was a big uphill walk or bike ride.
Robin - Two jobs? You were ambitious. And because of your bike ride, you were in good shape. Things were different in 1969 -
We left Anchorage for the lower 48 when I was 7 yrs old. No official job. But I do remember opening a lemonade stand when I was 6. Mom made me pay for the cups and lemonade (overhead)! I was too shy to put the stand on the street so I called my friends to come over and buy. I may still owe my mom some money as there was no profit. What a lesson learned!