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[nummymuffin]

Comments on the last one reminded me that this story was pretty awesome too. From the Feb 1, 1879 Paterson Evening News, my great-great grandfather (“Plucky”) won a $25 wager eating raw halibut. My taste for sushi leaves me unsurprised that he could devour 3 lbs in 10 minutes. It’s in the genes. 😂 #ancestryresearch #patersonnjhistory #oldnewspaper #oldnewspaperclipping (at Westbury) https://www.instagram.com/p/CIHWwu7pdM8/?igshid=12e8xl7bdxkyt

[deborell]

Dear Area Businessman:

After reading the letter which you so courteously submitted to the Mailbag, I find myself wondering what the “older” generation is coming to. I was shocked at your ideas. My generation, which you so blatantly refer to as kids, has its problems. One of these being the so-called generation gap. But your letter proves that my generation is not alone in the formation of this growing abyss. You’re A-T-T-I-T-U-D-E, kind sir, is only aiding and abetting it.

I am not asking you to bend over backwards for my generation, because that is not what we need. We need empathy. But it seems that our definitions are just not the same. Your definition, as far as you went, was right; but it was inadequate. Empathy has been defined as “sympathetically trying to identify one’s feelings with those of another.” In other words, it is putting yourself in the other persons shoes, and feeling the way he does.You see, your definition leaves out one important basic factor. U-N-D-E-R-S-T-A-N-D-I-N-G! Without understanding your fellow man, you certainly cannot see his side of things.

My letter has nothing to do with whether you hire a cleancut boy or a long-haired hippie. It deals with your attitude. I hope you will not be offended; but to me attitude is a matter of mind and heart, not the length of one’s hair.

I realize that many people, both young and old, are in need of jobs today. I also realize that as a businessman you are concerned about your business. And that you should be. When you said that jobs do not grow on trees, you were right; because the only thing I know that grows on trees are leaves. I have been told by my society that you do not get anything for free, not even a smile or a kind word. But I will keep on hoping that this is not true.

Well, Mr. Businessman, I do not know whether you will understand the paragraphs I have written or not. I can only hope that you can and that these words will be of some benefit.

Respectfully yours,

Kay Spence

Student Nurse

Good Samaritan School of Nursing

Zanesville, Ohio

[deborell]

Dear Kid:

Today you asked me for a job. From the look of your shoulders as you walked out, I suspect you’ve been turned down before, and maybe you believe that kids out of high school can’t find work.

But I hired a teenager today. You saw him. He was the one with polished shoes and a necktie. What was so special about him? Not experience, neither of you had any. It was his attitude put him on the payroll instead of you. Attitude, son. A-T-T-I-T-U-D-E. He wanted that job badly enough to shuck the leather jacket, get a haircut, and look in the phone book to find out what this company makes. He did his best to impress me. That’s where he edged you out.

You see, Kid, people who hire people aren’t “with” a lot of things. We know more about Bing than about Ringo, and we have some Stone Age ideas about who owes whom a living. Maybe that makes us prehistoric, but there’s nothing wrong with the checks we sign, and if you want one you’d better tune to our wave length.

Ever hear of “empathy?” It’s the trick of seeing the other fellow’s side of things. I couldn’t have cared less that you’re behind in your car payments. That’s your problem, and President Johnson’s. What I needed was someone who’d go out in the plant, keep his eyes open, and work for me like he’d work for himself. If you have even the vaguest idea of what I’m trying to say, let it show the next time you ask for a job. You’ll be head and shoulders over the rest.

Look Kid: The only time jobs grew on trees was while most of the manpower was wearing G.I.’s and pulling K.P. For all the rest of history you’ve had to get a job like you get a girl: “Case” the situation, wear a clean shirt, and try to appear reasonably willing.

Maybe jobs aren’t as plentiful right now, but a lot of us can remember when master craftsmen walked the streets. By comparison you don’t know the meaning of “scarce.”

You may not believe it, but all around you employers are looking for young men smart enough to go after a job in the old-fashioned way. When they find one, they can’t wait to unload some of their worries on him.

For both our sakes, get eager, will you?

Published as a courtesy of an area businessman.

[deborell]

Area Businessman versus Mom circa 1970. Damn I've never been more proud to be her daughter. #motherswords #feistywoman #generationgap #oldnewspaperclipping #mailbag #empathy (at Ohio) https://www.instagram.com/p/BvIbVsqlVsd/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=eoldhf1r47hs

[chellendora]

I found this in my mom's office with a bunch of old pictures that had belonged to my grandma. The date of the issue was Thursday, July 25, 1918. #WWI #TheAtlantaConstitution #history #oldnewspaperclipping