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Please take 3 minutes to watch the following video.
The million American jobs project.
https://youtube.googleapis.com/v/4FrGxO2Fn_M

I know, it happened to me and most of my friends.
We once had 4 auto manufacturing plants scattered around the St. Louis area. 1 Ford, 1 GM and 2 Chrysler. The GM plant (which once made Corvettes and pickup trucks was inside the city. The others were in the burbs. We made more cars than any place outside of Detroit. The GM plant moved about 60 miles away.
The other 3, on opposite sides of the metro area didn't move, they just closed, within a couple years of each other. There were about 6,000 direct employees between them. The Ford plant had 2600. But the ripple effect was very disheartening and almost as painful as seeing the place I spent 32 years torn down.
Ford had been building cars in St. Louis since 1914 beginning with the Model T. Our plant had been there since 1948 and over the years made every Aerostar ever produced - over 2 million of them, every Mercury Grand Marquis and Crown Victoria produced till that model was moved to Canada in 1984 as well as Explorers and Mountaineers. Up until it closed in 2006, the plant produced nearly 8 million cars and trucks. Chrysler closed in 2007. Both sites are like a moonscape now.
The entire region was hard hit but, closer to the plants, many entrepreneurs have gone out of business. Things you wouldn't even think of. Dentists, Optometrists, eyeglass store, bowling alley, restaurants, banks, credit unions even the Ford car dealership that was across the highway. All of their customers were unemployed. Other than the area businesses, there were all the people who didn't work for the manufacturers, but serviced the plants.
In my factory, over 30 people worked in the 3 cafeterias. There were 4 vending machine servicers. The lubricant salesmen, the guys that worked for the coverall supplier, robot and machine suppliers and the list goes on.
It wasn't all about quality or cost. Our facility had lowest cost and the highest corporate quality when it closed.
 
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Please take 3 minutes to watch the following video.
The million American jobs project.
https://youtube.googleapis.com/v/4FrGxO2Fn_M

I know, it happened to me and most of my friends.
We once had 4 auto manufacturing plants scattered around the St. Louis area. 1 Ford, 1 GM and 2 Chrysler. The GM plant (which once made Corvettes and pickup trucks was inside the city. The others were in the burbs. We made more cars than any place outside of Detroit. The GM plant moved about 60 miles away.
The other 3, on opposite sides of the metro area didn't move, they just closed, within a couple years of each other. There were about 6,000 direct employees between them. But the ripple effect was very disheartening and almost as painful as seeing the place I spent 32 years torn down. The plant had been there since 1948. It closed in 2006. Chrysler closed in 2007. It's like a moonscape now. Many area entrepreneurs have gone out of business. Things you wouldn't even think of. Dentists, Optometrists, eyeglass store, bowling alley, restaurants, banks, credit unions even the Ford car dealership that was across the highway. All of their customers were unemployed. Other than the area business, there were all the people that didn't work for the manufacture but serviced it.
In my factory, about 30 people that worked at the 3 cafeterias in one factory alone. The 3 vending machine servicers. The lubricant salesman, the guys that worked for the coverall supplier, robot and machine suppliers and the list goes on.
Thanks for sharing this, I have been trying to buy American since all this started. I shared the video on facebook.
 
Sam Walton had a good idea. I wonder if he envisioned the behemoth that followed. IMHO, Walmart is singlehandedly responsible for the demise of small town America. Every small town within driving distance of a Walmart is a virtual ghost town. Every small town I visited in my childhood had family owned shoe stores, grocers, clothing stores, hardware stores, sporting goods stores. Try to find those today. Perhaps the variety of goods is larger than were available 50 years ago but who's to say that in those 50 years, those mom & pop stores wouldn't have expanded their product lines? And who wants to buy gassed meat that stays red no matter how old it is?
In Walmart's hometown of Bentonville, Arkansas there was a travel agency that had been there quite a while. Walmart used them for their travel needs. WM decided they didn't want to share the 5% commission with anyone. WM said they wanted to buy the agency. The owner didn't want to sell. WM said, either you sell or we'll open one across the street from you, undercut your prices and run you out of business. The agency wouldn't sell so guess what? They did, and they did.

I've been to a Walmart twice in my life, both times to buy a fishing license while I was out in the boonies and there were no other sporting goods stores around. I won't support them.

That's the end of my soapbox rant for the day.
 
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It is international "Thank Your Driver" day. A tradition started long long before many of us "old folks" were even hatched...yes, before dinos walked the Earth...before there was dirt...older than mud...yada yada
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Joking aside, it was a long standing Victorian tradition to thank drivers on this day. A day that turns out to be the day after St. Pat's and just a breath (of spring) in front of the Spring Equinox (night and day being equal--keep in mind, for poultry, 14 hours of day is when fertility is beginning to become decent which is in April for us here).

Now if you ask Rick...I could drive a sane person batty...hee hee....pride myself in my ability to DRIVE!

As kids, we had our golden lab Rex pull a sled for us kids whenever we were blessed with a rare coastal snow event.

Always teaching things to drive, be draft (not daft), and hitching up beasties to pull burdens.

Herding dogs and sledding; the "Over" and "By" is simple to convert to "Gee" and "Haw."



Ha ha ha...even the Heeler Hounds get barn sour!

"Did you bring along snacks...picnic lunch?"​


When I wanted to train my Jacob rams to draft and enter them in the annual local Big Horn Rodeo parade...Rick freaked over my suggestion that I just buy a small wagon from the local hardware store. You know the kinda wooden wagon conversions. Nope, he said we would l00k stupid and out of proportion with a tiny wagon.

So while I got about braiding up the harnesses and training the rams that winter...come the spring, Rick made me up this fabulous covered wagon cart. It fits over an ATV wagon (so pulls without any effort at all) and he even special ordered this canvas cover. Piled the wagon up with a bunch of our many antiques to make it look like a right proper part of a wagon train on the Prairie and off we wandered. Cloven hooves a clip clopping along.

Aren't my rammy boys so well behaved? I tied plastic grocery bags that flapped in the wind all around their corral, braided up neck collars with a vintage brass bell (dingle dingle ding dong!) for each one, opened up umbrellas to try and desensitize them to anything we could think might spook them. Played a radio in their barn...every day after draft practise, they got special treats of a mouthful of grain...them boys would follow me to any where knowing when they were done the tuggies, they got treaties. Under the chinny chin pets and a mouthful of grain. Such good boys!

The local paper put a photo of them up in the newspaper and to my dismay, labelled them GOATS...so the next year, I made up a pair of matching signs that simply read "SHEEP" in easy to read red lettering and had one of our Nigerian Dwarf Dairy Goats ride inside the wagon....goat/sheep, sheep/goat?? DUH!

Drives me nuts when supposed farming community people can be so uneducated about livestock. Long, long before sheep were polled, the Mouflon sported a nice heavy decent set of HORNS! People domesticated animals and the ones for meat, many of them were bred up and lost their horns...people don't like meat that fights back and wins! Even the rodeo, named Big Horn after the Bighorn SHEEP? Icrumba!
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Like I said, I am a real DRIVING force to contend with...ha ha ha...
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When I retired from being a certified bean counter...I never gave it much thought that I might enjoy a part time occupation. Full time as a bean counter of ruminants (sheep, goats, llamas...) left me with enough cabin fever that it had me begin talking to the chickens. It got FAR worse before it got BETTER because I began to imagine they were talking back...the animated conversations were interesting to say the least...

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One day in the summer time, Rick looks out the window and five dogs are following me around the yard as I am muttering up a storm. We even had a neighbour stop by to chat over the fence one day and I said to Rick, say "HI to so and so!" and it startled him...never knew he was being rude since he figured "there she goes again, carrying on happily with her imaginary friends!"
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Best I seek employment again...be it a part time job. So I decided to drive school bus. I had my first aid, life guard training, 35 year clean driver's record, no criminal record (too smart to get caught, eh?), so I got my propane, air, Class 2 and School Bus driver certifications, my child welfare check, and donned the hat.

I thought that beginning back into the life of the employed (shackled to a pay cheque as a reward for that four letter word we label WORK) would be good for me seeing as my mind was quickly going to mush. They never warned me that working with children only increases the mushiness...so with even MORE mush for brains, I just love driving for bird seeds now. A going concern because my entire wages go straight into feed, seed, and bedding for the creatures. Wahooo...play time is paid for...sorta, kinda, who am I kidding...ha ha ha...Rick reminds me what the REAL costs are and I hang my head in shame. Ha ha ha Price you pay for FUN times I suppose...it takes two to tango and we try our bestest.

I do a regular route and enjoy the challenges immensely...love animals, love children not old enough to hate. I am not a "baby" person...keep the oozy, screaming, toothless bald babes away from me thanks...I don't DO diapers since my boy is over 30 now--look forward to my own coming up though. Having to UNsuit myself in the dead of winter to go inside to use the dunny...those Depends (nif) are sounding more and more delish...no fogged up glasses, struggling with the fireman boots, fighting with the snow suit, toque, mitts...just seems So much simpler, out in the yard--enjoying the GO!
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The young kids, the kindergarten to grade fivers/sixers...oh now there are some of the most fun ones of all! Not too self annoying yet not to have a bitta silliness and sheer plain fun...totally enjoy seasonal celebrations, like Santa, the Easter Bun, and the Tooth Fairy. Like the erasers and pencils I hand out. Have imaginations to see Santa's reindeer in the elk and deer that wander the wilds. Kewl kinda kids that still believe in goodness and magical mystics of life in general. The ones that still believe and have not been hit too hard yet up side of the head by life in general to lose faith...

Once teenagers, they get all morphed over with hormones, self-improvement schemes, and peer pressures...never mind the school work load whomps them scholastically. They get pretty busy and between romances, cyber bullying, and exam schedules; no time no more to just be kids. I like the older kids just fine but they have lost the fun streak for the streak of misery they often choose to be. Many struggles and a lot don't even like themselves which I find very unsettling. Oh well...they'll grow out of it and become wonderful adults if they want to. I have not lost the faith.
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So as I said, regular route but still special...oh how special! I drive the SPECIAL bus...no, not the bus equipped to handle the disabled...but special none the less. Few years back, got told I needed to show up at a school assembly...thought that strange.

Called me up and awarded me this...in recognition of unwavering dedication to the students on her school bus and the staff.




Yup, now I got the certification...certified that I am SPECIAL. LOL Not card carrying but certified special. How "special" is that, eh?
Ah the bus tales one could use to blackmail families...suffice to say "mum's the word," I'll never spill these BEANS!
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I will spare you all but one story, a silly one with a punch line for me...I have a million...

One of the girls that use to ride my bus was misbehaving. So before the rest of the kids arrived, I had a private word with her explaining that it was not appropriate behaviour for a lady to be "farting on boys." Course she was not happy I was not going to allow this behaviour of hers to continue so I merely replied it was not considered "proper conduct on the bus." In her frustration, she blurts out in a loud voice, "You're OLD and MEAN!" Just as she says this, a little kindergarten girl boards the bus and hears her. Kids say the darndest things, eh? The little girl in surprise peers up at me and says in her most reassuring voice, "You're not MEAN!"

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Win some, lose some...I guess to a kindergartener, anyone old enough to have a driver's license could be deemed to be OLD...all about relevance I suppose. I'm not old...for a tree....

So all us oldies but goodies, if you have a driver take you round today and I am not saying, Driving Miss Daisy round about, but smile at them and say thank you. There is not a day I don't take hold of that wheel and wonder to myself, and what am I gonna see today as far as "bad drivers," rudeness, and outlandish conducts. Egads...see all the new vehicles with the "hands free" features...for all I know, someone on here is reading this AND driving distracted...
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Considering most often the ones doing that can't co-ordinate breathing and walking at the same time, never mind adding "chewing gum," it is going to hafta probably get a lot worse before we ever see it get any better...sigh.

Turn OFF the technology...focus...Think & Drive...

Doggone & Chicken UP!

Tara Lee Higgins
Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm, Alberta, Canada
 
Wall-mart moved in here 18 yrs ago and it's just sad. We are a tourist town and always had about half of main street as trinket shops for them.We also had a Woolworth, 2 clothing shops, a real photo lab, and a few other small shops for locals. They are all gone now, The last hold out was the photo lab. My DH worked 2 months for them free after they couldn't cover payroll ,then the paper/chemicals ran out to so they finally closed the doors.Mack (the owner) just held on as long as he could.
 
ChickenCanoe, that is a rant I can read all day. Preaching to the choir here. I personally believe there is LESS variety available now than BW (Before WalMart), and significantly less quality.

There are a great many wonderful people who work for WalMart, because other potential employers have been put out of business by them and they can't/don't want to move. I have no beef with someone who, like most of us, has to have a job, and that's the one available. I will never find fault with someone giving an honest day's work, and perfectly understand how constrained the employment situation is for many.
 

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