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Canoeing the Great Plains A Missouri River Summer by Patrick Dobson

In 1994, in May, I was having a really badday. At that time, I was working at the Ritz Carlton Hotel, refinishingand repairing the hotel’s antique and reproduction furniture.Before that, I had worked in the banquet department, andI had just graduated shortly before that, with a Master’s inHistory, at a time when nobody really needed any historians, so Iwas working these jobs and feeling, in many ways, that at 30 yearsold, my life was ending. I was tired again on that day, andI had been for

really, months. It was a regular grind forme to get up and be at work at 7 o’clock and get done at 4 o’clock.I mean, these are regular things that people do all thetime, but for me, that routine was really bone crushing, and thekind of work that I was doing was fun at first—I am always reallya quick starter and I do very well, but then after about six months,I begin rotting because my expiration date has passed. So here I was on this day, and I was distracted,and I was

thinking that life really had to have moreto offer than just working and dying. I mean, I was sort of lookingout on my life and thinking that, you know, I’m going towork, day in and day out until I retire, and then I’m going todie, and so there had to be something else besides that. Refinishingand repairing antique and reproduction furniture was a greatjob, but it was not my life’s calling. So I was distractedand thinking these terrible thoughts again and at the time, Iwas a relatively new

father, and I was not doing very well at it.My daughter was born three years before, and I was a singledad. Her mom and I never got married. So she was sharing housesand I was just not doing very well. I was not very comfortableas a father. I was broke all the time, it seemed. Here I was,working and working and working, and I never had anything in thebank. Again, it just seemed to be getting up in the morning,going to work, coming home, falling dead tired into bed,and waking up the next

morning. That is what life seemed to be, thissort of repetition of these days. And worse, I was impatientwith my daughter, Sidney. There were times when she was withme, those weekends and those weeks when she was with me, becauseI did not feel very comfortable. I was afraid that I was alwaysgoing to hurt her in some way, that I would have the wrong kindof discipline, that I would really screw up her whole life by makingthe wrong move. And due to these sorts of pressures that Iwas putting on myself,

I really was not able to cope very well withlife, as it presented itself. So on this day, as I said, I was tired anddistracted and I was painting the floor of the engineering departmentat the Ritz Carlton Hotel. We had a Navy man who was incharge, I think he was second in charge of the engineering department,and he liked his floors battleship gray. So every coupleof weeks, I would paint the floor of the engineering department,because our shoes


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