RJF goes to Pittsburgh, makes $15 a month as night clerk bellhop and porter, saving his money.

"I took the first job at hand, which was porter-clerk in a sixth rate hotel, . . .but I started out to be the best one in America."

"It was here (Pittsburgh), between off-duty bouts of saving souls in the rescue missions of the Golden Triangle, that young Funkhouser drew up the plan for his future. The schedule was an ambitious one, calling for fast-action all the way. It blueprinted a get-rich-quick career that would enable him to retire on his fiftieth birthday." (SAT. EVE. POST)

Realizing the limits from a lack of schooling, he returns home and is tutored.