In 1977 I had two business three apartments and worked at Ford Motor company. Working hard and lost it all from a bad divorce went bankrupt and never been happier.
Wait a minute, here: Hey, Martin, why did you need three apartments? Also, if you had two businesses, why were you working at Ford?
In '77, I was in Chicago, selling diamonds on the road, playing in my band on weekends, dating my soon to be first wife, and having a pretty good time doing it all.
I had rental apartments also one of the business was rented from me I only ran one also working night shift at Ford.
1977 I had recently started working at a company I got hired at by studying electronics at the library so I could pass their entrance exam. That job ended up being the launching point for my purchasing career. I was single, had a nice apartment, and enjoyed my job. That company installed & monitored security and access control systems in office buildings in DC and the suburbs, so we had the engineer's keys to all those office buildings. I watched the National Fireworks from the rooftops of offices just across the river from DC in '77, '78, '79, '80 and '81. Good times. What happened?