I have been a proud member of the Working Class from the moment that I got my first job mixing mortar and toting concrete blocks for the Masonry Contractor who lived across the street from us in Florida.
My family of origin all had jobs in the manufacturing industries of Northeast Ohio. A few members of the family went to college and got degrees in Engineering, Education and the Medical fields, but we were primarily a family of hands-on, make-it-don’t-break-it people.
Our Germanic roots run deep. If we share one trait that stands out and sets us apart from our peers it would be that of perseverance—showing up on time, grinding out whatever lay before us and coming back for more the next day, and the day after that, and so on.
In my memoir, Fingerprints, I am charting my path from starting college to becoming an electrician. I did not achieve my goal of obtaining a college degree, but getting an education has been a never-ending process for me. My lessons in life have come in handy, especially the ones that I learned the hard way.
Becoming an Astronaut, an Engineer, or even an Architect were not in the cards for me. I was destined to be one of the guys who had to “touch it, smell it, beat on it, take it apart and put it back together again”. It is what I do and over the years I have gotten pretty good at it.
All of which leads me to send out a heads up about a new documentary, The Tradesmen: Making an Art of Work. I found it on IndieFlix and will be watching it this weekend.
Here is the movie trailer.
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- I have no financial stake in IndieFlix