|Posted by charlessims on June 26, 2013 at 10:15 AM|
In 1957 I visited my cousins in Pinckard, Alabama. It was a typical small southern town with nothing much to do , but walk around and try to stay in the shade. As I rounded the front of the store, I saw a sight that was completely alien to me. There was a man painting a sign on the side of the building. I did not know that anything could be done like that. I thought all work had to be done in the fields. These men traveled the countryside and painted advertisements wherever they could. They were called walldogs. I knew that I wanted to do something like that for a living and lo and behold that is what I did. I was lucky enough that I lived near a large enough town that I made a pretty good living at it.