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:: Thursday, August 10, 2006 ::
Pride in a job well done is reflected at day's end - By ROBERT L. TARNAY, Buffalo News
Then there is the camaraderie. Most of the pieces must be handled by two or more people. Some are old friends, and some you've seen a few times at the union hall. But there is that certain rapport that exists, where you all know what each other's movements will be, and how it is signaled - sometimes by conversation, but more typically just by the subtleties and nuances of body language.
Perhaps just a twist of the wrist, when one piece or another is wrangled to you in whatever manner, telling you beforehand its weight distribution, how to handle it and where it's headed, along with the simple knowledge of experience, where the cooperation of teamwork is understood.
The foreman keeps watch with a stern look. We all know it's an act, but it's still enough to keep us hustling. As the scaffold comes down, different levels of workers are relieved of their positions. When the foreman yells at you to 'get out of the hole,' you keep your smile hidden and dutifully climb out to the ground floor.
There, stacking the parts into bins becomes your priority. Back in the main part of the building, I notice a young woman being taught plumbing skills by an older tradesman. What a pleasure it is to work on a union job!------------------------------------------- posted 6:52 AM :: reference link ::
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