Whew! For a minute there, I thought your comment was about prairiebreezes great uncle Floyd! Then the ole synapses clicked when I got to WH and I KNEW you meant x42. Lawdy, lawdy, lawdy. (Southern speak for OH, LORD!) LOL
oops.......Meant to put you in the heading. Sorry for my senior moment.
Sorry I gave you a heart stopping moment about that ick who used to dirty up our Whitehouse.
kassie, it's turned pretty nice today. it's still overcast but there are patches of blue every once in awhile.
I just read the article about the illegals trashing areas where they travel. That is a shame. I can imagine the anger of the landowners. I know I would be. Our men learned to pick up after themselves, because though I did not speak their language, I told them in no uncertain terms that the place would be policed every day, without pay, until they learned to put their lunch papers in the trash can. Roomey was horrified, because women in their land did not speak like that. I told him I was an American woman and we speak like that, I whistle too when I'm working. They got used to that too. They live here, they keep the place clean and accept American ways, or take themselves back where they came from. No, my men had green cards. I made sure of that, it costs too much if an illegal is found working for a company. I will say, I trusted each and every one of those men who worked for us. They never took what didn't belong to them, they were always polite they worked like trojans, they took their breaks and went right back to work. We could trust that though our business was dangerous and dirty, those men were careful and always came to work spit and polish clean. And they got used to me. If one did hurt himself on the job, he knew he could come to me for nursing care, or I'd take him into our doctor, if I couldn't handle it. Roomey said behind my back they called me Dr. One even brought his wife when she was in labor, their first child, I took her to the hospital.
I'm proud that about three have their own businesses, two are supervisors at local plants and one has put his daughter through medical school in Mexico and his second daughter is studying law. No he works somewhere else now, he's a ranch manager. We keep in touch with most of them, they drop by and visit, show us their new babies, and let us know what is going on.