HEY—I KNOW THAT INTERSECTION! THE ARTHUR MURRAY DANCE STUDIOS WERE ON THE SECOND FLOOR OF THE BUILDING ON THE LEFT. COURT STREET TO THE RIGHT—CHENANGO STREET WAS STRAIGHT AHEAD???
AS THE PRODIGY OF AN ENGLISH TEACHER—I SALUTR YOUR EFFORTS—THEN AND NOW! 😀
The electricians on our crew must have heard Gary Wehunt say the phrase “…of a morning” a dozen times before someone brought it to his attention. I think it was Andy Tubbs while we were sitting in our Monday Morning Safety Meeting. He said, “What did you just say?” Gary repeated himself, “I do ‘such and such’ of a morning.” “Of a morning? What does that mean?” Gary asked, “What? Of a Morning. Isn’t that right?”
It’s true that there is a certain “Power Plant Speak” that seems unique to people that work in factories, power plants, line crews and other such situations. I can speak only for the power plants where I worked. I would describe the type of speech as “colorful”. Not in a vulgar sort of way, but in a flowery way.
Power Plant Men in general didn’t curse as you may see them depicted in movies…
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It’s coming down to the wire,
How many more works inspired…
Can a poet achieve
Before he’s relieved,
Would help if he were on fire!
Not in the literal sense,
Self-combustion is too intense…
Let the verse flow
Until he must go,
His portfolio some day’ll be immense!
THE MAUMEE AND WESTERN
A favorite train flick of mine
Is the Maumee and Western line..
Taken over by Pioneer
It’s roadbed severely
Under maintained on its line!
Neck braces and seat belts
Were a must to prevent welts…
From locomotive sway
On their right of way,
In summertime the engineer melts!
OKAY, OKAY!!! WE’LL STOP HATING MONDAYS!!!
AAAAHHHHH—POOR BOO-BOO-!!! AT LEAST—AS SOME SAY—ONE CAN LOOK! BESIDES…SHE PROBABLY TAKEN—AND YOU DEFINITELY ARE!!!!
He liked the woman he spied
Of college age that caught his eye…
And shaped just right,
He might steal her from her guy…!
A gingerish hue to her hair,
With glasses no beauty impaired…
If it came to will,
He’s over the hill
But happy to view her right there.
Good thing, that’s all it will be,
She may even read poetry…
‘Tween looks at her cell,
Then clear as a bell
It’s time for her ride and she leaves.