The date to begin production was moved up. The pressure was on. My first partnership was already being threatened with an eviction notice from our warehouse space by my own mom. It became Mike's job to tell the neighbors to quickly use up their toothpaste, saying their dentist wanted them to brush more often anyway. I began to put together the production line.
One day my dad drove up with a friend to see two 9-year-old boys . in the driveway with a production line operating at full speed. There was fine white powder everywhere. On a long table were small milk cartons from school,
newports cigarettes, and our family's hibachi grill was glowing with red hot coals at maximum heat.
Dad walked up cautiously, having to park the car at the base of the driveway, since the production line blocked the carport.