Tag: Ethics
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Memoir – Wage Slave Career – Part 4
Wage-slave Career Continued My first ‘real job’ after graduation from Hiram was as a resume writer for a small company that specialized in resumes and other business writing. I ran a small one person office in a little stripmall. The company supplied quality resume paper and the templates for resumes and curriculum vitaes. My compensation…
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Memoir – My Wage-slave Career – Part 3
My Career as a Wage-slave – Continued… At Airflex, I’d been making around $12.50/hr as a layout inspector/machinist/machine programmer. All my attempts at finding another similar factory job were in vain. None offered me more than a $10-11/hr income. With my growing family and the inflation of the time, that was disheartening. So, I rethought…
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Memorial
I met Ray McNiece at a poetry reading, commemorating the Kent State Massacre of May 4, 1970, at Brady’s Cafe in Kent OH, right next to the Kent State campus. He read the first two stanzas of this poem that night. He composed the second two stanzas a year later. We went to see him…
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Wish You Were Here
Wish You Were Hereby Pink Floyd So, so you think you can tellHeaven from Hell, blue skies from pain?Can you tell a green field from a cold steel railA smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghostsHot ashes for trees, hot air for…
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Memoir – My Wage-slave Career – Part 2
My Career as a Wage-slave Continued… As I’ve already written about my years-long journey to ‘find myself’, I’ll stick to my maturing as a wage-slave, for what it’s worth. And yes, during all these times, I was also trying to jumpstart my hoped-for career as a musician, which sputtered for many years, finally igniting in…
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Memoir – My Wage-slave Career Part 1
My Career as a Wage-Slave (start) I started wage-slaving at the age of 10. My dad took me with him as his ‘go-for’ in his plumbing and heating business. He later branched out into remodeling and roofing too, which I also learned and worked at off and on in hard times throughout my working career.…
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Eastern Way
Eastern Way when I was a child30 seemed old to meso I didn’t expect tolive much beyond it never consideredold age and itsinfirmitiesfelt pretty invincibleless very bad luckor inane stupidity early on, eastern artsinspired meKungfu, Judo, Aikidoand Tai Chitheir philosophies madeperfect sense to me –LE – 7/20/24
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The Loop – The Tucson Side
The Loop – The Tucson Side two days after a recordmonsoon rainfallthe Santa Cruz was stillfairly full and rapidly flowingto the Gila, more than60 miles north of Tucson a blue-gray cloudy daywith Sol poking rays throughin intricate, ladder-like patternsbacked by verdant greensdried-grass tans and yellow-cappedBrittlebush side-glance gleams the breeze was brisk andrefreshing, while theatmosphere hung…
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Reprising ‘Road to Nowhere’
It’s interesting that no matter how things change and time progresses, things seem to remain essentially the same… Road to Nowhere rode the loop todayto El Camino Del Cerrothe road to nowhereI wonder where(here here wherewhere there there–Stooges) crossed over theSanta Cruz withits reclaimed watertrickling along itsedge river otherwisedesert dry ocotillo hedge bloomsred after rainno…
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Memoir Memory – Lunchtime Walk
Lunchtime Walk Intro: Phillips Medical – Summer, lunch time, walking the industrial parkway in 90+ degrees. The first cicadas of the season trill through occasional traffic lulls on the boulevard,Walking through Liatris, Cat Tails, andPeriwinkle-blue Chicory, andQueen Anne’s lace in the ditches. As I stroll past manicured, dead brown lawns, evidence of this year’s long…
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