In the mid-80s, I was looking for a job.  I was in my early twenties and had not finished college yet, so I was not really looking for a career, but a place where I could work, perhaps as an administrative assistant.  I had applied at dozens of companies. I was getting quite discouraged.  We had just had our first child three months before and I desperately needed an income.  It was late summer of 1985 that I landed an interview for a receptionist position with at a small, Christian record company in Costa Mesa, CA called Maranatha! Music.