I work for a PVF master distributor in Houston at one of the companies eight branches. We are a small company overall, the Houston branch is one of the two largest with about twenty employees. Last Friday we had two great guys retire that had just over twenty years a piece with the company. It was quite an experience and, when you think about the odds, one that's not likely to be repeated. To commemorate the occasion I gleaned the following poem.
FAREWELL TO GEORGE AND JAMES
Here's to two men twenty years on the job Working hard for Rene, Ron, and Rob. They come in early, work hard, and stay late Till beer-thirty calls and they have to vacate.
George works the inventory receiving freight at the dock He counts it, corrects it, and puts it in stock. And if he has time then two times a day He feeds his pigeons and goes back on his way.
James guides the warehouse like a captain steers a ship While he manages with a smile and a crack of the whip. He's the go-to guy if your order needs a fix And he'll always help you from his bag of tricks.
When both of them leave and 40 years hit the door We'll miss there experience , but we'll miss much more. Experience over time will return I told But men like George and James are rarer than Gold.
I work in the industrial distribution sector as a salesman for a master distributor of valves and fittings in Houston, TX. I am a member of the Bay Area Photo Club which meets at the Art Alliance Center at Clear Lake in Clear Lake Texas on Tuesday nights. I shoot with an Olympus E-3 and my favorite lens in my Zuiko 12-60.