I was in a Subway a few weeks ago and a lineman was there. Young man, maybe 30, and you could tell he was in great physical shape. I thanked him because I know the conditions he often has to work in to keep the rest of us with electricity…..especially here in northern Maine. I had to tell the teenager making the sandwiches what a lineman was…..he had no clue.
His was real talent and he had ability to connect with his audience. Old school Vaudeville entertainment for those lucky generations that got to know him. I try to listen to today’s music and with all the electronic warping of the sounds, you don’t even know what the artist’s voice sounds like.
I think his son nailed it…..so often we end up in a job where your boss thinks he’s better than you because he’s the boss. I’ve been there and learned a lesson….“Take this job and shove it!” is sometimes the best way to keep your dignity, especially when you have confidence in yourself and your abilities.
I’m a bit hesitant to write this, but here goes. This poem I’d written for my Writer’s Group was in my pocket yesterday. No lie. Sorry I had to put a space between the m and the n to get by censors. Some of you might remember my cat named ‘Dam n Cat’…..this is ‘’Ode to Dam n Cat’’
I was in a Subway a few weeks ago and a lineman was there. Young man, maybe 30, and you could tell he was in great physical shape. I thanked him because I know the conditions he often has to work in to keep the rest of us with electricity…..especially here in northern Maine. I had to tell the teenager making the sandwiches what a lineman was…..he had no clue.