When I lost my father some 21 years ago, he was in his 37th year at Delta Airlines and going strong.
Posted on 2/15/14
By Lee Coleman
I remember thinking how amazing that was and the thought crossed my mine he would have to be forced to retire before he would do it voluntarily.
But that was my dad, stubborn as the day is long and steadfast in just about everything he did.
My little brother followed in his footsteps at Delta and at both of their funerals, there was an over-pouring of Delta people paying their respects.
And not because these people were required to come. They came because of the friendships developed over the years at Delta.
Years of being together at the same place everyday tends to gravitate to long lasting friendships.
To those who have spent the majority of their lives with the same company or performing the same job, my hat is truly off to you.
In today’s world, sad to say, longevity is a lost treasure.
Jon Finnson just retired from the City of Langdon after serving 42 years with the water department.
WE talked a lot about those years and all the things he encountered along the way.
Old water plant. New water plant. Standing on cement floors for countless hours and so on.
Near the end of our interview, I asked him to recall his fondest memory.
Without blinking an eye and with no hesitation whatsoever, he said, “All the people I worked with.”
More importantly, he recalled the early years with his peers as being “one big happy family.”
That speaks leaps and bounds about the beauty that is longevity.
My dad worked to instill those traits in all his kids.
I wish I’d listened a little more.
But that was me. Stubborn as the day was long and steadfast in everything I’ve tried to accomplish in life.
See Dad. I was listening.
Coleman is the editor of the Republican and can be contacted at firstname.lastname@example.org.