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I stayed around Monterey for several weeks. Though his family was wealthy, Jeremy worked as a carpenter with a few independent contractors in the area. He got me a couple of jobs as a "helper" where he was working, but I really couldn't support myself that way. I even briefly entertained the idea of approaching Ansel Adams--who lived in a nearby area known as the Highlands--to beg him to take me on as an apprentice, but I quickly scotched the idea. I was way too insecure about photography to do such a thing. Instead, in early February I drove south to Los Angeles. There I found it easy to get short term jobs which allowed me to earn enough money to live without having to make a serious commitment to anything.