On weekends, he worked the overnight shift at a commercial cleaning company that serviced office buildings downtown.
And on Tuesday and Thursday evenings, he worked the counter at a dry cleaner on the East Side owned by a man named Henry Choi, who paid him under the table and never asked questions about why Walter always seemed to be in a hurry.
He did the math on a piece of notebook paper one night after the boys were asleep.
Income versus expenses.
Three growing kids versus one man’s wages.
The
