All this thought of November 1985 brings back those memories of the second year when I was a hostage of Reaganomics. I can't figure whether it was worse trying to obtain employment in worthless Wilkes-Barre or changing majors om State College before I discovered the result would be futile regardless.
However, I did find my political cartoons which stimulated my creative talents for a good five months when I finally received an offer of employment. I learned much in the beginning of 1986, for which I remain grateful.
