To The Working Folks

Take a day off - Happy Labor Day!  Labor Day always reminds me of my Dad - he sided with labor - til the day he died. 

It is sad to think of how the union has changed, in some regards the executive of unions are no different than that of executive management.  All lined their silk pockets with the jingle of the working class.

I have had my day with management; I was on the 'staff' side of management.  I sided with the working folks of the pulp and paper mill.  I can recall at the mill, the workers went on strike, we (staff) were advise of how to approach a picket line - (my Dad said, join 'em - lol).  One day as I was rolling into work, I was stopped at the picket line.  My l969 Volvo did not have a drivers' side working window lever - so I opted to do what management told me - speak.  I opened my door and step outside - spoke to the striking person.  We had a nice conversation about my window not operating.  By the time, I got to mill site - I was taken aside to the office of boss.  Boss wonder what I was doing on the picket line - I explained - what you told me to do - speak...I cannot speak through my window, so I opened the door to speak - Boss man, my window lever does not work.  Boss Man/Management had binoculars staring through the big management offices looking down at me. 

Hell, had I known that to begin with I could have toe tapped, sang Prine - gave them a show!

Happy Labor Day!

...and, Chad - hope your weekend is special, very special.  It has been years since Chad, his brother, and his Dad have had a trip together.  They are going to Washington DC for a baseball game!  Enjoy - hope your team wins!