Seward Seaport Record

The Cradle Rocker

The life of a columnist is drudgery! Take it from one who knows. What to write about after the excitement of the biggest day in the year is over is quite a problem. We can't very well discuss what Santa brought us, being entirely too one sided, for who cares what I got for Christmas?

Anyway, one of my gifts was a brand new kitchen, all white and gleaming. Now I am under obligation to keep things clean and neat, so instead of walking out on the lunch dishes to write a column I have to give up my minute rest period and wash dishes! Oh, wurra, wurra!

Across the street from the office a lineman is climbing up a telephone pole to do some repair work. Of course, I'm glad to know that in a few minutes someone's phone will be restored. but I'm sure glad that's not my job. He is dressed in a heavy parka, but the wind is blowing and it is near zero, and the man is not wearing gloves.

It is a trite saying that it takes all kinds of work to make-the world go 'round, but one wonders why any man would deliberately choose such a job.

Then there is the man on the snow plow, he always looks so cold. Garbage collection must be a pretty rough job in this kind of weather. too.

For that matter. longshore-men must also have a rugged time once in a while, in some kinds of weather.

All this may be just a woman's viewpoint. but from where I sit. there are many kinds of work that I am just too soft to take.

Whenever you get fed up on housework. and staying home. it might be a good tonic to make a list of all the things one would rather not do than housework. then watch the old morale build up.

While planning for the rest of the week, and getting ready for New Year's dinner. don't forget to engage a baby sitter so you can go to the big dance on New Year's Eve at the Civic Center. The Firemen hope that every-body and his brother will be there. each with a girl friend. Not only to have a good time, but to add to the building fund for the new fire hall. See you at the dance. folks!