Okay, I made 52k a year in 1989 as DO/CP  

Swear to GOD, true story. Okay, in 1962 I was chief pilot at a hot air balloon factory in Bogata Columbia. We made the balloons out banana skins and cocoa leaves. We had one balloon on charter. They gave me American Express travelers checks to cover the cost of hot air, extra banana skins and young male prostitutes. I lived in a hut that cost me 12 cents a week. I lost my virginity to a native boy that then became my lover for 8 wonderful years. He was killed in a balloon accident when we were sold defective banana skins which caused a catastrophic basket failure He plummeted to his death along with 17 Japanese tourists. I moved to Torrence California in '74 and became Frank Robinson's chief test pilot, felator on demand and gardener. I retired in 1998 and can't remember the rest of the story due to advanced dementia. Next.