Posted on 01/06/2014 7:26:58 AM PST by xzins
He would have fit right in. This was an old school freight operation, and being an SOB was a job requirement. The trucks had no air conditioning, and I remember the day the temp rose about 122F. The next day was had meeting and I was shocked to hear the terminal manager tell us that if we feel light-headed we should get in the shade and rest. Telling us to stop working under any circumstances sounded bizarre, it was so unheard of. It turns out one of the drivers had to be treated for heat exhaustion the day before.
Yep. Dodge ball, keep-away, tackle football, etc. If you were a boy and didn't require patches to repair the knees on your pants, you weren't doing it right.
we all played “army” in the fifties...The “Bang, You’re dead!” “No, you missed!!!” eventually gave way to a handful of gravel wrapped with aluminum foil centered with a cherry bomb.....
The squeals and shouts gave proof to the term, “Gotcha this time!!!!”
Thank the Lord no one was ever hurt...
Airport bookstores don’t have signs saying “Men’s magazines” or “Women’s magazines,” but we know they’re there
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That sort of designation was in a lot of places when I was younger. Kitchen ware, Magazines, Tools etc. I remember them.
On my fourth birthday I got a green helmet, canteen, and cap grenade.
Our “best sled” was the hood off a ‘53 chevrolet.....
Well remembered!!!!!!!!
LOL!!
I can see that. Our first car that I really remember was a 57 ford.
My battalion commander was an SOB, but we loved him. He would have moved your Arizona meeting outside in the heat. And he would have looked for a place with no shade.
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Uphill both ways, with no water...
If he could have.....
I also got a super-giant Crayola set, for my creative side.
And good for your CO. One of the best bosses I ever had didn't even work in the same country. But we communicated frequently and briefly and I knew he would always back me up if I made the decisions he was supposed to make but couldn't because he was unavailable when the decision was needed.
A lot of people in that situation will take credit if the result is good and hang you out to dry if it isn't. But I had worked for this guy for so long, I understood his logic and how he thought, so he had no problem with me calling the shots in those situations.
Not all women thrive.
After a year of listening to garbage at Historical Preservation group meetings...I announced that I would not be back, that they were dysfunctional and accomplished nothing and the commission should be abolished.
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AMEN
Was on a board with 28 members. One meeting ran eight hours. Got out.
Was on a board with 7 men. We solidified our positions on the phone at the office with each other in 2 minute phone conversations, then voted at the meeting which lasted less than a half hour, and went to dinner.
On my fourth birthday I got a green helmet, canteen, and cap grenade.
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My brother did too.
Back in the day, during the early Reagan build-up, we flew over 30-straight days of T-37 student sorties. Del Rio, TX, over 100 degrees every day for over a month, with ramp temps reaching 120 degrees. . .every day.
Wing safety called everyone together and announced that if we felt tired or worn down, we can simply walk up to the scheduling board and pull our name off the board.
Right. . . .
Not a one of us did this as we knew that would only mean your fellow instructors would have to fly your sortie to make up for your weakness.
We worked hard, flew hard, focused on the mission. We did our job.
What would the school day look like? Lots of recess. Different classroom settings, not just one style that is sedentary, competition-free, and risk-averse.
Barf. This is horrid. A friend of mine went to “Key School” in Annapolis Maryland which is similar to the above. He cannot hold down a job because of the inability to do as he pleases at the work place. No lie.
I remember all you have related....good times...good times. And big shock... not only did we survive childhood without kneepads, helmets, safetybelts and supervised play dates...we thrived. :-)
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