The Future of Cell Phone Radio

When I was 11, my father got me my first client -- for mowing lawns -- back in Springfield, Pennsylvania just outside of Philadelphia.

Being Italian, my father insisted on price controls.

It was a flat $1.25 per lawn -- after all, they were neighbors and they got a discount!

Hey, at that price -- I soon had two lawns to cut. When I tried to raise the price in ensuing years (inflation?), my dad made me give back the increase. And, I mowed these lawns until I moved out and got married.

For $1.25 lawn. No kidding.

I used the money to buy my first tape recorder (a Webcor) and mike so I could practice&hellip