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Million Jobs Résumé

Thinking about my shrinking retirement funds I thought I ought to dust off my résumé to be ready for one of those million jobs the Conservatives are promising after June Employers are not supposed to discriminate on age, sex and religio

Thinking about my shrinking retirement funds

I thought I ought to dust off my résumé

to be ready for one of those million jobs

the Conservatives are promising after June

Employers are not supposed to discriminate

on age, sex and religion but I thought I should

be upfront and tell all

I’m old enough to remember the end

of World War II and every war since then

I watched Armstrong walk on the moon

saw Challenger explode Columbia disintegrate

Kennedy assassinated and Oswald murdered

as well as

Pierre Elliot Trudeau giving us the finger

I truly did walk 2 miles to public school

winter spring and fall uphill all the way

learned my letters and numbers in a

two-room schoolhouse

got the leather strap for talking

in grade three

and have been quiet ever since

I’ve played hockey fastball golf

touch football ping pong and volleyball

I boxed a few rounds and been

wrestled unceremoniously to the ground

lost at chess and checkers

called Euchre and bid six spades

and curled rocks down the ice

yelling hurry hurry

or something like that

I have fired a rifle, a pistol and shotgun

at critters, targets and dinner

gathered eggs, killed and dressed chickens

milked a one-eyed cow by hand

rode a horse or two

cleaned a stable, coiled hay

cut trees into logs, pulp and firewood

I pulled weeds and picked strawberries

planted potatoes and cabbage

made soups from same

cooked cakes, cookies and rib-eye steaks

painted Easter eggs

and cut and decorated Christmas trees

even played Santa Claus

I’ve been elected to a township council

chaired boards and committees

preached a church sermon

before I saw the light

sang some Gilbert and Sullivan songs

play-acted on the stage

and danced until the wee hours

at the Officer’s Mess

I have flown in gliders, propeller planes

military jets and passenger planes

stood on the Acropolis overlooking Athens

and in St Peter’s square sans a pope

walked through the Arc de Triomphe

seen operas, ballets and plays at Stratford

fought a forest fire and

patrolled in a police car

I sipped red wine with strangers on the banks

of the Rhone drank bubbly on the South River

sipped good whiskey with my friends

and sampled home brews behind the barn

smoked a real cigar in Cuba

I have slept in the forest under canvas

been lost in the northern bush twice

and in New York City once

I have walked in the steamy jungle

waded through waist-deep snow at minus 40

swam with the coral fishes in the

clear Caribbean and calm Pacific

howled at night wolves talked to foxes

photographed hundreds of birds

and caught a few fish

I had my belly cut open

my knee and hip replaced

all my teeth pulled at sixteen

and still have a dormant kidney stone

I’ve ridden a motorcycle the distance of

five times around the world

drove a school bus full of yelling kids

raced go-carts

and made love in a canoe

I worked in a sawmill

run on logs and piled slabs

worked on the railroad and have dug a ditch

I’ve been down in a dark damp silver mine

audited tax books counted inventory

been hired and fired

wrote computer software, some news columns

a few books, stories and poetry

and dreamed of many wonderful things

I’ve been married to the same woman for

more than fifty years held my newborn son

and laid my parents in the cold dark ground

seen kings and queens, clowns and crooks

broke bread with Margaret A

flown with the Snowbirds and

toasted the Royal Horse Artillery

in Kingston

and I’m not done yet

What do you want me to do?

 




Bill Walton

About the Author: Bill Walton

Retired from City of North Bay in 2000. Writer, poet, columnist
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