The year was 1964 as a high school sophomore I lived with my parents. My basement bedroom gave me lots of privacy and the room next door was converted to my darkroom. I had bought a black and white television set at an estate sale, the huge thing had a round tube squared off on the top and bottom it weighted a ton. I got 3 channels 3! I had hung it to the ceiling over the foot of my bed. I had cut off it’s speaker and had wire running to another next to my head board and one more to my darkroom so I could fall asleep listening to Johnny Carson or listen on the many nights spent in the darkroom.
I tell you this because I probably heard or saw this show live. I don’t remember it, but stumbled over today on YouTube.
There is a great sales lesson in here, you’ll know it when you hear it. I missed it at the time, but while I sold allot of photos and regularly sold ponies I didn’t consider myself a salesmen. (The neighborhood kids loved me, their parents felt differently. For the record if you want to sell a pony let a local kid name it, teach him to ride it and then announce you’re selling the pony, works every time.)
Little did I know 4 decades of sales were in in my future. So back to the future:
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