By Troy Headrick
One springtime, when I was a much younger guy, I found myself suddenly unemployed after a series of very unexpected events. I then filed paperwork and went on the public dole for the very first time in my life.
I spent the next several months pounding the proverbial pavement, wearing my shoe soles thin in the process. I looked high and low; I distributed resumes galore but could find no gainful employment. It was a time of stress, frustration, and anger.
One afternoon, by pure happenstance, I saw an advertisement for the Peace Corps, a program run by the American government that sends professionals overseas to work in nation-building projects of one kind or another. It was like a lightbulb went off in my head. I immediately decided to apply. After months of jumping through all manner of application hoops, I was accepted and sent to do…
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