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While I'm on this subject, there's also a longshoremen's holiday called Teddy Gleason's Birthday, in honor of which piers are closed on March 17th, which is St. Patrick's Day, or the working day closest. Teddy Gleason was the president of the union for many years and his birthday was Nov. 8, but because there were already 2 holidays in November (Presidents Day and Thanksgiving) the management negotiators wouldn't allow Nov. 8, so the union settled for St. Patricks Day instead. I have no doubt there are other strange holidays in other industries which come about as a result of labor negotiations.
*Aenigma suggests "onanism"
When the last emperor of Japan died, they made his birthday into another national holiday. In perpetuity. With a precedent like that, you've got to hope that the emperors die off quickly - pretty soon you could be not working at all!
What a revolutionary concept!
You Cat People might want to take a look at what The Other Side has to say!
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Grandma's Shoes
When I was very little, all the Grandmas that I knew
All walked around this world in ugly grandma shoes.
You know those black clunky heeled kind,
They just looked so very awful that it weighed upon my mind,
For I knew, when I grew old . I'd have to wear those shoes,
I'd think of that, from time to time;
it seemed like such bad news.
I never was a rebel, I wore saddle shoes to school,
And next came ballerinas - then the sandals, pretty cool.
And then came spikes with pointed toes, then platforms, very tall.
As each new fashion came along - I wore them, one and all.
But always, in the distance, looming in my future there,
Was that awful pair of ugly shoes,
the kind that Grandmas wear.
I eventually got married and then became a Mom.
Our kids grew up and left, their children came along,
I knew I was a Grandma and the time was drawing near
When those clunky, black, old lace up shoes
Was what I'd have to wear.
How would I do my gardening or take my morning hike?
I couldn't even think about how I'd ride my bike.
But fashions kept evolving and one day I realized
That the shape of things to come was changing,
Right before my eyes.
And now, when I go shopping what I see fills me with glee
For, in my jeans and Reeboks I'm as comfy as can be.
And I look at all these teenage girls and there,
upon their feet are clunky, black, old Grandma shoes,
and they really think they're neat.
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