When Jim Taggart was a kid, there was no yellow school bus waiting to greet him after class. He got picked up by a fuel truck.
It would drive the 13-year-old boy to his father’s machine shop, where he would spend the rest of his day working until it was time for him and his dad to head home for dinner.
“The driver of the fuel truck was a fellow by the name of Robbie,” recalled Taggart, 79, during an interview at the head office of the Taggart Group of Companies in Ottawa’s south end.
When Jim Taggart was a kid, there was no yellow school bus waiting to greet him after class. He got picked up by a fuel truck.
It would drive the 13-year-old boy to his father’s machine shop, where he would spend the rest of his day working until it was time for him and his dad to head home for dinner.
“The driver of the fuel truck was a fellow by the name of Robbie,” recalled Taggart, 79, during an interview at the head office of the Taggart Group of Companies in Ottawa’s south end.