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News : April 2001 Paul’s Perspective Recently we had the opportunity to host a field trip for an auto cad class from Salem School. The students designed projects in the classroom and wrote programs for our waterjet-machining center. When they visited our facility, we gave them the chance to see the parts they had designed and programmed being cut by our waterjet. We have hosted field trips in the past and reactions from the students were always mixed. Some, of course, would be interested while others just considered it a day away from school. This time, however, was different. Every student seemed to have a genuine interest, they had something invested. It is important to recognize that it is not just the time or labor invested that kept their interest, but it was because they had their hearts involved. Granted, they had their share of work invested in the project and that made them want to see it come to fruition. Yet, it was having their hearts involved that made them happy. I recognized this and commented on it to them. I suggested that they all look for a career that excited them. Anyone who works with their hands and/or their mind will never become anything more than a laborer. If you learn to work with your hands, your mind, and your heart, you can and will be happy. Music and Musings from Jim ...
A tribute to my brother If you’ve been following along with our newsletters, you’ve noticed that I contributed with a “musical note." This article provides some insight as to why I chose this topic. Music has been a part of my family as long as I can remember. My father was the manager of the radio station in our hometown of Newport, VT so the radio was on all the time in our house. His favorite artists included Frank Sinatra, Bing Crosby and Hank Williams. Sometimes he would bring home 45 r.p.m. records that were either scratched or no longer popular, my brother and I would go through them, listening for hours. I remember seeing the Beatles play on the Ed Sullivan Show for the first time and the excitement it generated. My brother Doug and I shared the same interest in music and always had the desire to play it. He was a year older than me and died last February of a heart attack, leaving behind a wife and three sons (ages 15, 8, & 5) as well as a legacy of kindness, laughter and music. I don’t have any childhood memories that didn’t include Doug; we did everything together from piano lessons at an early age to playing in the school band (I played drums and he played saxophone). In 1974 we formed a rock band called “Zachariah" and performed around our town for the next couple of years. With Doug on bass guitar and myself on the drums, we played music by bands such as ZZ Top, Aerosmith and the Rolling Stones. We both shared our love of music with our families; now our children are following in our footsteps. My brother paved the way through life for me, making my whole life easier and better. Doug was my best friend; whenever we got together we would play music, talk and laugh till we had tears in our eyes. I miss him terribly and hope that when I die, his face is the first I see and that he will lead me down the path just like he had done all my life. By Jim Graham— Shop Supervisor |
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