It was 1979, Started as a apprentice electrician 14yrs old at a High School. Greater New Bedford Vocational in Massachusetts. Seriously like it was yesterday the old crusty hard core instructor lined us up at 120V terminals on one of the test benches. Put two fingers from one hand across the terminals to feel it. "One hand Boyz" if it goes from hand to hand it will go through your heart. When your hands toughen up rough with calluses you can hardly feel it. I was hooked.....at the front of the line to get me some,,,,
12 of us graduated from the electrical shop in 83, our 30th reunion, 2 or 3 dead to drinking/drugs lifestyle, 1 killed himself and another wished he probably had after taking a 4KV flash off a ladder. Got my Journeyman license, went back to school for an undergraduate BSEE and spent 18 years with Massachusetts Electric / New England Power and then 5 years with NSTAR - Boston Edison.
Along the way NEPower paid for a Masters at Worster Polytechnic and now I work in the distributed generation end, solar photovoltaics utility interconnection. Body's shot, torn rotator cuff, on one shoulder while the other had been dislocated playing F-Ball, Both hips have been replaced.
This trade is a calling, it will chew you up and spit you out, best thing that ever happened to me and if I could still be on the trucks, in the air, workin it Hot, until the day I die, that’s where I’d like to be.
It’s not about risk vs reward, it’s a simple attitude, My Old Mad called it “If you love what you do and you’ll never have to work a day in your life”