The folks I feel sorry for

I have a close friend that now lives out on the East End road in Homer, that rode his bicycle, twice from Eugene, Oregon to Kenai, Alaska. He was discharged from the army in Ft Sill, Okla and needed something to do, so bought a bicycle and headed south, making it as far as Guatamala, where he turned around and made it back to the U.S. on the ride south, he decided he wanted to attend graduate school in Eugene. Arrive in Eugene in the early spring, applied and was accepted to their graduate program. Only problem was he was broke. He heard one of the Kenai canneries was looking for fishermen to fish the company owned boats on the shares. The only way he could get to Kenai, was to ride his bike, which he did. He made enough money to fly back to Eugene and attend school that winter. The next summer was a repeat trip by bike from Eugene to Kenai, about a six week trip. Made enough money fishing commercially for salmon, to fly back to Eugene and finish grad school. He was able to get a job in Alaska over the phone , borrowed the money to fly back to Alaska, fished for the canery one last summer, in a company owned boat, made enough to buy his own boat. Now owns three fishing boats, several permits including Bristol Bay gill and set nets, which his three sons now fish on a share. LOL he never did get over being sea sick every time he went out to fish.