Peter N. Myhre - Early Life and Career

Early Life and Career

Myhre is the son of tobacco merchant Gunnar Peter Myhre and Gunhold Nordlid. He married Marie Françoise Millou in 1985. He graduated from upper secondary school in 1973, attended military academy in 1974, and studied Norwegian language until 1976. From 1966 to 1974, he worked for his father's company. He worked as receptionist, cleaner and then driver from 1973 to 1977, when he was hired as a secretary for the Progress Party. From 1978 to 1980, he was editor-in-chief of the internal party magazine Fremskritt. After the establishment of Youth of the Progress Party on 11 February 1978, Myhre was appointed as the youth wing's first leader, a position he held until 1984.

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