®THE FORGOTTEN PEOPLE

®THE FORGOTTEN PEOPLE

When a noise caught your attention, and you looked up in the sky, was  it an airplane?   Ever ridden in an airplane?  Who makes the airplanes look good?

Lets take a ride on an big airplane, and talk about the people that help you and your family to get from one airport to another.

You arrive at the airport.  Where you give that heavy suitcase to a person behind the counter, and it disappear into the building.  Not to be seen again until you pick it up at the end of your trip, if you’re lucky.  If you do not have a ticket, when you arrive at the airport, then this is the time that you pick it up.  If you do have the ticket, then the Ticket agent checks it over, and tells the computer that you have arrived for your flight.

You then go forever through the airport, with lots of other people, until you come to an arch in the middle of the hallway.  Security.  Now you have to empty your pockets into a little bucket.  Place your small bag or purse on a belt, which disappears into the mouth of a hungry looking machine.  Now you have to walk through that arch, and that hot wheels car, that you forgot was in your back pocket, sets off the alarm.  You have to go back and give it to the person to put with the rest of your good stuff.  Then walk through again.  No alarms.  On the other side, you find that the machine did not eat your bag, and has spit it out onto a little chute.  Now you can collect your goodies, and continue your journey.

Finally you come the end of the airport, and there are more counter people dressed like the person who gave you the ticket.  Boarding personnel.  You wait in another line so that they can check your ticket, and give you a seat number on the airplane.  While you wait to be let on to the airplane, you go over to the window to take a look at the noisy thing that you have seen from your backyard.  It’s BIG.  It looks bigger than your car and maybe even than your house.  You think, “How does it EVER get off the ground, and stay in the air?”  It’s long, fat, tall, and shinny.  The wings look to thin to do what ever it is that they do, and the engines look like they might fall off, if it was to hit a bump before getting into the air.  The people wandering all around it and in it, look small compared to the plane.  The folks wandering around the plane are  The Baggage Handlers and the line Service Personal.

Now it is time to board the plane.  A smiling Steward or Stewardess greats you at the door, and points you in the direction of your seat.  As you enter, and if you’re lucky, the door to the cockpit is open and you will see the Pilot and Co-pilot.  Siting behind a panel that looks confusing, with all the instruments and different colored light.  The door or doors gets closed and the plane starts to make some noises, thumps and bumps and the engines start to rumble and whine to life.  Then with a slight jerk, the plane starts to move backwards, from the terminal, as you watch out t  the window.

As the plane rolls down the runway,  it feels like it  is going to flip onto its back, as the front end climbs into the air.  You look out the window and the ground is quickly dropping away and you are now in the air.

We have heard that  their are people talking to the pilot and these people are the Air Traffic Controllers.  Keeping a watch on the plane as it flies from one airport to another.  Their job is another story.

So who have we forgotten?  How about the men and women working in the middle of the night, sometimes long hours.  Working on crews around the clock, to make sure that the airplane you ride in, can work as designed.  That it will be safe, comfortable, and that the pilot will have no problems.  The Airplane Mechanics.  The people that turn wrenches and screwdrivers.  Changes the tires.  Checks the nuts and bolts, that hold everything together.  Without the mechanics the pilots would not have anything to fly.  And if something goes wrong with the plane, the pilots bring it to the mechanic and says “fix it.” then walks away.  So that he can fly it another day.  The mechanic then has to work hard and long to make the pilot look good.  His work lets the planes get off the ground on time, and that makes the airlines look good.  With the planes coming and going on time, that makes the airport look good.  Yet, the greasy, sweaty, dirty mechanic hears very little of this praise.  The mechanic goes home, cleans up, enjoys life with the family, knowing that they are the backbone of a well running system and that they are the best.

Trees for the Forest

It doesn’t matter what industry, environment, work setting, job site or group of people you work with – if you work with them long enough, you start to use words that are common to the job you do. And if you work in this area long enough, the words become their own language. After awhile, you do not even notice that this language means nothing to anyone else, except the people typical to your environment.
If you work long enough in the forest, you do not see the trees for what they are. They are all “trees”. You do not see them for the pines, oaks, elms, maples, birches….. they are “just” trees. When someone new comes to work in your forest, you tell them to go over to that tree and do what ever you do. Trouble is, when you come back, you have found that this new person went over to that tree, when you meant the other tree! Now if you had taken two minutes to explain that you wanted the “pine” worked on and not the “maple” you would have saved both of you a lot of time and frustration! The medical industry is the worst for this…. You walk into their world typically because you need help! (why else would you go there?) And before you know it, your head is spinning because these people in front of you are so lost in their environment and language, they do not even see that you have NO idea what they are saying. Then they get frustrated with you, think we are all idiots and they wonder how we even survive…..
Trees for the forest. Next time someone walks into your forest, take the time to help them understand the difference in “trees” in your world. Explain the oaks and the elms. Help them to understand. Save yourself both some time. We have survived in the forest since the beginning of time. I don’t think the trees have changed, I think we just have too many forests now. – James M. Swem –

The Last Few Weeks………

1,062 days ago, my right foot was crushed by a tractor trailer. I was out of work 488 days. The company I had worked for wanted me to violate my doctors orders and come back to work before I was released. From their point of view, they gave me enough time for the family medical leave act and because they were a small company, they needed to fill my position. Less then two weeks I was going to be released back to work.I was told they “restructured”.
While looking for work I filed an online application and resume for a large engineering firm in the area, to work in their panel shop. As it worked out my next job was actually with a company I had worked with years prior in their panel shop. As they were running low on work, I got a phone call from the large engineering firm and they wanted to know if I was still interested in an interview? I took the interview and ended up with a job position one step higher than what I had interviewed for!
54 days ago I lost my job. Terminated. Living in this great state of New York, I filed for unemployment as you are supposed to. With a few weeks delay, and many hours spent pushing number buttons on the phone, I was granted unemployment. As a prior service vet you get to check an extra box. A few weeks later, I got invited to one of there ‘vets welcome, this is what we can help you with’ blah blah blah seminars. They said if we had any questions we could stick around afterwards for some one on one questions. When it came time to leave, twenty some odd people fled like the ship was going down! I stuck around. I had questions. They had a few things that seemed interesting to me! Met a vet rep., gave him the brief ‘here’s what I am thinking, what can we do?’, made an appointment for a few days later and went in and talked with the man. Because I prefer to research my own questions, try and find the answers and see if my path is sound – I had come up with few answers, found a good path, but just could not find how to get form here to there, I put my stuff in a folder and off I went to see the man!
During our meeting, he handed me two piles of paper on the “how to’s” of getting from here to there, part A. While we talked, the other vet rep was listening, stuck in his four cents worth and agreed i had a sound plan! But….. I am mostly an electrician. Why not get some schooling for low voltage, LED, and solar applications?? Seems to be the next thing coming… and with my background, maybe I could find a few grants and start my own business ?? Helping other vets?? AWESOME !! Uncle Sam has monies to send me back to school. You have to be enrolled in a full time program. All of the low voltage, LED and solar programs are “certifications” – pay the money, take the course, pass the test, get the certification. Now you are qualified to do it! Fine. Not “full time” enrollment. So while both vet reps are whacking the shit out of their keyboards, trying to find the answers, somewhere in the back of my head, plan “C” was stirring up dust. How do we get from here to there? The money uncle sam is offering will pay for “some” school….. Last time I wanted to start my own business, one of the questions was, “how much business experience do you have?” hmmmm Our local community college offers a business course…. what if I go back to school and get a degree in business? I leaned in behind my vet rep and said,’what if i go to OCC for business administration?’ The clouds parted, the angels sang and my vet rep was doing the end zone goal football slam down field dance right there in the office !!! File for the government stuff online, go up to the college next week, talk to the Office of Veteran’s Affairs up there and it looks like I will going back to college for a two year degree in Business Technology… Go figure? Whoda thunk it?

It has been a busy “last few weeks” !

20 Minutes… Then Busy again

20 Minutes…

20 minutes … Then I’m busy again….  This blog thing is becoming a crack addiction. I told my brother I was going out there to kick him right in the junk !!  I mentioned to he and Dee that I had been looking for a place to put my words for a long time now….  they are “word” junkies… oh here, try this web site….  this one is on us…..  YEAH, thank you. Now I twitch.   Hey…  hey mister !!??  You got a blog ???  Uh, do ya??  Can I score some??  Well???  And holy crack berries – now we are texting AND writing on the blog at the same time….  Man, make one suggestion by text and you get the “auto reply” sending you to the admin. director for the web site !!  Mental note – get admin. director for my blog site !!

17 Degrees this morning….

Most would say great time to hunker down next to the computer, get another cup of coffee and keep on writing…  Crap. Gotta snow blow the driveway, take the boy to the dentist, bring the wife lunch at work and go grocery shopping on the way home!! 17 degrees. Well, it IS girl scout cookie  season!!  Yeah the parents walk up to the cold outside metal door casing, say close your eyes and stick out your tongue to their cute little girls all dressed up in those scout uniforms – and BLAM – three kids stuck to the outside of the store…  Yup, selling cookies !!  Geeze, don’t you feel bad for them?? Of course you’ll buy three boxes…  Oh, don’t worry, they thaw out by April and finely run away. Besides, mom and dad can run into Walmart or Gander Mountain and they have a nice door frame babysitter !!

Oh and there goes the furnace kicking on again…. National Grid sends me one more thank you card….. never mind.

Love Upstate New York !! ( ya, further north than Poughkeepsie)

So the journey continues !!  Blog on my friends !!  Find something to write about today, spend some more time tomorrow. Reading, it’s good for the soul !!

More blogs post by Jim can be found on his blogspot blog.

Good Morning Monday !

So I get this email from the brothers wife….  says I have a sign in, password and a link to a couple of web pages…..  blog sites.

Wait – I got a phone call from an old friend, Mom Sherwood. We have not talked in awhile so the usual blah blah blah’s about the families…. Joan has taken a voice over course, has gotten her certification for voice overs and has seventy-five copies of demo cd’s to be sent out  [first phone call of the day set up for 11:30am] While Mom and I are talking, a lonely little brain cell fires and remembers that Joan had co-authored a book. So I said hey, your book could be your first book on tape! Use your new skill and it is another application for your talent! Well there’s an idea. But neither one of us know anything about this sort of thing. I told her I know a guy!

I send my brother a text – you working or goofing off? (you can’t disturb these fancy writer folks) Says he’s [grab’s cell phone, clicks texts, references brothers text] says he’s writing, what’s up? I hit call contact. Blah blah blah, up to speed about Joan, some of the back story, and has he looked into any book on cd? As we are talking about books on cd and some of their merits and/or short comings, The wife says they are audio books….. (snooty authors wife) (hi Dee) ok – go back to the top of the page, read the first two lines then come back here!

Hey, how are ya? So now I am writing [grabs phone again, references text] oh I am a “contributor” (she thinks I can spell cause I’m the smart one in the herd) contributor… ouch. Hurts just thinking about it.

Typing….. 60 words a minute, isn’t that the standard [right click over word with red line under it, select correct spelling,click] maybe 60 words a minute, but my 3xl hands can hit about 95 words a minute, with most of those spelled wrong, not for the lack of knowledge on how to spell, but have you seen the size of my hands? High school guidance counselor said “no gynecologist for you”  Typing…

[rolls wheel on mouse] [looks about this page] if the thingy’s are being read right, looks like I have been here an…. never mind… it looks like a clock in the bottom right corner of this box and it is 2 pm somewhere – it’s 9 am here! So about an hour, nah 45 minutes (forgot I made coffee, took a dump and started a load of laundry) and the counter thingy says 430 words – 440

preview ? no s@#) took me to the blog page.

First off, that background color has to go. Reading a letter on top of baby sh#$ brown???  eeewww

Top right corner says “here we will be looking at projects we have at hand” Your hands ain’t big enough for this project !!!

And the font is tough to read (could be the background color, could be my eyes – needs to be a darker or thicker font) yuck, cold coffee.

Audio books. More to come. Research away! And a blog site linked to this blog, linked to my blog, linked to ( Joan needs a blog) seems the last few weeks I have had a trend of pimping friends… to Eric’s web site (Eric needs a blog)

And the first thing I read this morning was Dee’s blog about planning…. interesting, very interesting! Did I consult the universe? So now I know she can swing a hammer from Washington State and have it hit me in the head in Upstate NY….  Well played sister in law!

(Trees for the Forrest) Tomorrow – or later

Jim Swem Monday 18 February 2013

 

Freedom of Speech

Freedom of speech. Freedom of expression.

For this soap box, (the term soap box is not meant to belittle, insult, or offend any one person or group)

I am lumping these two items together, and for those that would quickly point out that they are not the same. Um, never mind, I will be nice.

I was looking over the layout of this blog page and it struck me that what I might say on the personal side, WILL, effect what impression people get for the author side.

So what is this free speech stuff. To say what is on your mind. Yes? I think that was lost a long time ago.
The easiest example. Ever been told, or, have you heard the statement. “That’s not very PC.” And PC does not stand for personal computer.

How about the folks that have been brought up to their HR departments because they are from a different part of the country, and an expression they say, or the way they form their words, turns out to be offensive to someone else. With no intent to offend. (Raises hand)

Then there is the barista that was fired for posting snide comments, that EVERYONE makes behind the customers, co-workers, boss, spouses, kids, parents and everyone else’s backs. He just put it on a blog site, not listing employer or customer names or his name, but, he was found out and is now looking for another job. I believe there are a number of news articles along this line. An employee has exercised their freedom of speech on Facebook, twitter, blog sites, and have been called in and told to clean out their locker.

Then there is the general warning going around. Be careful what you post in social media. I am sure you have heard this one. Well, employers are looking at social media, and folks have gotten fired for grousing about their job, their boss, or fellow employees. Heck, if you don’t hand over you login information at job interviews, kiss that job good by.

So freedom of speech has been eroded away to the point that this old fart, has to stop and think. What effect will this blog have on my other endeavors. Do I even want to put this blog out there?

I have been pondering the question for a couple of weeks now. ”Do I even want to put this out there?”

This is the state that we have gotten to in our society. I have freedom of speech, but what will be the ramifications if I exercise my freedom? I could lose my job. I could be sued. I may even go to jail. It may not be my head, like days of old, but the current ramifications are nearly as bad.

It used to be that someone would write up a rant, about a person or company and the local newspaper would run the article in its opinion section. No one got fired, unless it was threats, over someone blowing off steam. NOW, thanks to the electronics, times are a changing.

Look at the disclaimer at the top. I find myself constantly thinking along these lines, when talking to people that I am wondering if what I have said is offensive, and have to put in a verbal disclaimer.

This is my opinion, and like we used to say: Opinions are like a part of the human body, everybody has one, and they all stink.

Plan

Plan

Do you have a plan?
Where do you see yourself in 5 years? (I don’t know let me get back to you on that, I have to consult the Universe)
Plan your career, Planned parenthood.
Do you have a retirement plan?

Has anyone heard any of this in their lifetime? I have.
Did you consult the universe when making your plan?

I have heard this numerous times throughout my life. About the time we “think” we have a plan in place the universe steps in and says it has other plans and ours are out the window.

My husband had planned on staying in the Air Force but we landed in a place we didn’t like and the government enacted Gramm-Rudman-Hollings Act, passed on December 11, 1985 and he was offered an early release without the option of going back in if things didn’t work out. Oops that plan didn’t work out. Gramm-Rudman was over turned but not before the damage was done.

Got a job at Williams AFB as sim operator utilizing his Air Traffic Control skills. We can retire in Arizona. We were still in our thirties then. We did not consult the universe or the government about our plans so they didn’t know, and closed the base. Out of work again.

Those are only two examples of plans that went out the window. How many plans collapsed with the twin towers, a tornado, hurricane or some other natural disaster. Mother nature doesn’t always consult us so we have to allow for her.

So, someone tell me again why do we need to plan everything? I read a book in school called, Of Mice and Men  by John Steinbeck. In it there is a quote that many have used “The best laid plans of mice and men oft go awry”.

Originally from a poem by Robert Burns called, To a Mouse On Turning her up in her Nest with the Plow.

7th stanza:

But, Mousie, thou art no thy lane,
In proving foresight may be vain;
The best-laid schemes o’ mice an’ men
Gang aft agley,
And lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain
For promised joy!

Being an old poem and the author being scottish, the words are different from the modern translation, but I am sure you get my point. Which brings me to another set of words I have heard. “this isn’t the way we had it planned.” Have you heard or said these words yourself?

When we “make plans”, is it guaranteed that they will go according to the plan? Did you consult the universe and everyone including companies you “plan” to have involved? Oh don’t forget while making the life plan to allow for the change in governmental rules along the way. Do you have a contingency plan?

My husband and I have written and self published 3 books. We have one currently in the editing phase. And Steven has one that has been pulled for reediting.

We would like to retire on the sales of these books. Is it a plan, a desire or something else? The world changes a little every minute and whether each of us realizes it or not we are affected. Do you know what happened in the corporate meeting of the company you are employed at? If you were there you might. Did the decision to hire more people, rearrange the management structure, or again something else inadvertently affect you? Have you heard this statement, “Oh, thats not going to affect me,” and then it does. When something happens to our plans, what do we do then? Why does it bother people when the answer to the question, “Where do you see yourself in 5 years?” is “I don’t know”. Since we cannot see into the future. I can say “I hope to be still employed”, but that too upsets prospective employers. Yet if they look at their hire and layoff history they might not wonder if a prospective answers in this way.

To my mind, control of every aspect of life is an illusion. Since you can’t control others on the road to work or school, or other elements of life such as weather and crop growth, a 100% planned life isn’t really possible.

What happens if your not good at your planned career?
What happens if your body doesn’t produce that which is needed to have a child?

What happens if you loose your job, get a divorce, or become widowed? This one is hard to think about and many don’t plan for it but people will try to plan every other part of their lives. Its ok to have a plan, but allow for those of us who have had many plans blow up, and now would like to live each day as if it were as special as any holiday, birthday or anniversary.

Planned parties, wedding, weekend events, have your heard any of these, “it didn’t go according to plan.”
“We planned for everything but…”

Ok, I can hear it now. “I shouldn’t have to!” Well that is for another discussion.

So, Whats the plan?

Starting new

When starting something new, it would be a good idea not to forget that you started it.

Voldamar.com and the new book has been taking up a lot of time of late not to mention summer guests. Keeping the thieves products available for others to use. Need more thieves spray to spritz the guest areas and bathroom. Much to keep us busy this July.

One Blog a month doesn’t seem like much so I will have to try harder.

Young Living

It is now June and the Young Living convention is underway. In a few days I will get feed back from those who attended. This household has several products dotted around the house. Guest love the smell of the Thieves liquid hand soap in the bathroom, the fact that is also a disinfectant is beside the point it seems. I do confess most of what we have in in the Thieves line. Though I do have on hand an essential oil or two.

Have you tried any of the Young Living products? I would be happy to walk you through the web site and the signing up process. Like most store sites, you sign up for an account. Of course if you are not happy you simply discontinue. That easy. My store web site is http://www.youngliving.org/deeitras brows around and let me know what you think.

Detra

New Blog

Starting a fresh blog is not easy. Geting the look you want with the features you also want. It is somewhat like cooking. Getting all the right elements in place for the desired results. in the kitchen you want your dish to taste good. Here I would like the page to be tasteful and pleasant enough for visitors to stay and poke around a bit. Get to know us and maybe check out the voldamar.com blog on our books. So I suppose I should publish this and continue refining this blog. Have Fun ~ Dee