The American Dream is alive and well for at least some people.
In 1984, I immigrated to Los Angeles from Honduras. Next month, I will pay off my home in Santa Clarita.
The American Dream is not dead.
My first job upon arrival was working at the salad bar at Carl’s Jr. I spoke no English and earned $3.35 an hour. Little did I know at the time, I’d spend the next 28 years of my life with that company, moving through the ranks of crew person, assistant manager, general manager, district manager and finally director of operations for the Los Angeles market. I finally left to take a senior management position at Blaze Pizza in 2014.