Small Beginnings, Great Endings - How I Paid Off My Mortgage With Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwiches

I started working on the trading floor of the Chicago Mercantile Exchange in 1988. This was a job unlike anything you could imagine. Men and women wearing colorful jackets yelling at each other in trading pits made a constant roar that filled the air. All the while hundreds of other young men and women dressed in yellow jackets, "runners", swarmed encircling the trading floor distributing acquire and sell orders to brokers. They resembled worker bees delivering honey to the comb. I was among those worker bees as a runner, and I loved it. More information: read more about

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