Personal Narrative: Entrepreuneur

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It has been twenty years in the making to create myself. I started out sheltered. So to say, hidden from the real world. Being born and raised it out it the middle of a corn field was rough, but not what you would consider rough. It was all about take it or leave, or fix it or do without. Living twenty minutes from what you considered town wasnt easy. To be truthfull, most of the time you would have to drive an additional thirty more minutes to get to what it actually a town, Terre Haute. Some people like my nieghbor for example knew how to do just about everything. To most he would be called an entrepreuneur, but to me was was just a bussiness man and a friend. It was until I was about 16 until I realized hoe iportant of a role he would play

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