The time I spent working for RMCI was some of the greatest years of my working and personal life. I was happy with my work, I was making enough money that I didn’t have to worry about how I was going to pay my bills, my home life was happy and I was getting along with my children.
Then things started going downhill.
The projects at RMCI came to an end and we all got laid off. When twenty-five people with all the same skills and training get laid off at the same time and thrown into the job market, it becomes quite the competition to find work in your field. I finally gave up on finding work in the Denver area.
So, Anke and I decided to try our luck in Dallas, Texas. We moved to the Oak Cliff area of south Dallas. Anke got her old job back as a waitress and we moved in with a friend and rented a room upstairs.
For a short while, I thought things were going to work out OK. I looked and looked for a long time for a decent job. I came close a couple of times but in the end lost out to someone local. The only work I was able to get was delivering airplane propellers around the country for a small propeller shop at Redbird Airport on a part-time/on-call basis. It didn’t pay very well and was very sporadic. I was becoming quite depressed.
Then the next big blow hit. When we left Denver, my mother was in good health. I was planning on being back to see my parents at Christmas. One Friday morning my brother called to tell me that my mother was in the hospital and not doing well at all. I should try to get to Denver as soon as possible. Only an hour later, Linn called back again to tell me that mother didn’t make it. She died of heart failure. We made a very sad trip to Denver for her funeral.