I was born in the south. I live in the south and will die in the south. This is only a small part of the memories I share.
If Everyone is Comfortable
with me and my personality traits, then I shall pursue one of the most-shocking statements that I have ever found. I am NOT, in any way, a crowd person, crowd-pleaser, or anything remotely mentioned about crowds, lots of folks, and many people who love to use "that" word: many.
Yeah, they can find more ways to say many when it pertains to crowds than you can if you talking about atomic particles. These people, and I am not ashamed to confess it, are obsessed with words such as: big, huge, large, spacious, and of course, many and a lot of cannot be forgotten, no, sir. These people dwell on big thoughts living large in our grand country.
To prove my point, ex-80s group, Genesis member, Peter Gabriel, sang a song about big things, but it was entitled "Big Time," and it made Gabriel a few million when it hit the market. Yes, sir. Big and "Big Time," what a fantastic duo. I find myself singing the harmony to this song when my wife of 43 years (on June 28) goes to our town to run some errands. Incidentally, she does not like this song. She loves me, but not Gabriel's mega-hit.
every phrase and confession that you have read so far are all about big, huge, spacious, and large things and living as large as humanly-possible, NOT about me during my working years of being able to do some of those one-person projects that I used to do in our local newspaper, I am about to do some kind of sharing with you all about how I loved working all by myself and not with a crowd of 15 or 39 people or more.
I am serious as I can be. And even when I was one of the founding members of our hometown's second community theater, I hated the big crowds--although that fact alone meant that the bigger the crowds, the more money my friends and I had to contribute to the established charity that we were working for at the time.
I guess "hate" might be too strong of a word to use right here. Why don't I use the word "dislike," instead of hate? Hate, the word and emotion, can take on too many synouns that can take on such a negative tone that I will just use dislike instead.
If The Photo's on This hub
aren't enough to prove my point of I Would Have Made a Great Loner at Doing These Jobs, then the list (below) might get you to see me in a different light--the light of me being seen as the lonesome rebel who loves to read all alone and listen to haunting songs such as "Dock of The Bay," by the late, great, Otis Redding.
Here is the list (of jobs) where my talents of being a loner would have been perfect:
Security Guards --- are some of the happiest people in the world. And before I started to work at my local newspaper, I did a short stint in helping to guard this plant in my town that was shutting down and that gig lasted for six months, but in those months, I got to meet some new people, learn some new things and read more books and articles that I wouldn't have touched them if I had not have worked as a security guard.
Hobo's --- are many times, a combination of loneliness and happiness. I would guess that the average hobo of 2018 can be happy in finding a good meal and sad when his dumpster next to Deny's has been moved over town somewhere.
Industrial Cleaners --- work their butts just to make a good check. I mean it. These guys and girls know how to put the nose to the grindstone and hand to the wheel. But now I speak of going with a gang of six cleaning professionals and when they get to the job site, the crew is assigned to areas where only one person can do the cleaning. I also did this job years ago and frankly, I loved it.
Forest Rangers -- do not need any explanations from me. But in Alabama, these men are called Conservation Officers and why women aren't hired to do their jobs, I do not know. All I do know is that I would have loved to sit in my state-owned truck and check on certain areas of forest and game management--while listening to the radio station. Can you beat that for a great job?
Newspaper Carriers --- are still around and their jobs are still as important as the papers that they carry to their post offices and newsstands. Of course I digress. In 1975, one of my tasks was to carry the newsstands to re-stock and collect the monies for the company. I loved the job, but not so much when it was winter time and the rain hit at the same time. It is the jobs like this that toughen you up.
Air Flight Controllers -- are still as viable and important as the guards who guard the gold in Fort Knox. But these people do have a lot of stress and tension that accompany their work. Can you imagine the responsibility? I cannot. I need to pray for those with jobs like these.
Over-The-Road Truckers --- are some of the greatest people on earth. I know that it's corny, but what would we all do without trucks? The food that we eat and the cars we drive, all came on a truck. Trucker's are always working by themselves, but I have seen such a thing as Tag Team Truckers, many times, man and wife trucking teams. I admire these people and everyone on this list.
Shepherds --- get my vote for people (like me) who love to be at work in the night time taking care of their herds, meditating about how peaceful their work can be and being blessed to know that if he or she is a shepherd, theirs is a job that is very important. And no matter how alone that I have ever found myself, I can lay claim to Jesus, the son of God, as being The Greatest Shepherd.
I wish that I could tell you why that I have not been able to fit into the crowds that sometimes come to our lives. Even with the church that I attend, I have to stand nearest the back door so that I can get out faster than the rest of the crowds.
This hub is Sincerely-Dedicated to All who are Loners out there. I Appreciate You All!
June 27, 2018___________________________________________
© 2018 Kenneth Avery