Good to the last drop
When I was a young teenager growing up in rural Virginia tobacco country I worked out a deal with the local airport manager / crop duster / flight instructor to fuel aircraft and mix and load the chemicals for him to spray in return for flight time. We frequently has relatively small quanitites of checmical (concentrated) left over from spray jobs. Desperate for flying money I started saving the unwanted left overs and found that I could sell them to local small farmers who only needed small quamities. Long story short.... I converted the work, left overs and tips money from pumping gas into a private license on my sixteenth birthday. Not to be outdone I keep up the process until a I was able to buy my first airplane, a Taylorcraft BC12D, in need of a recover job, for $900 in 1964. Now almost 50 years later and retired from the USAF and TWA I still miss those days of 60 cent Avgas and $6 an hour wet for a J3.