tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post316286744159812440..comments2024-01-12T11:26:35.176-05:00Comments on Working Stiffs: FAMILY BUSINESSWorking Stiffshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03270595837074553752noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-34083696733286493342009-03-03T02:22:00.000-05:002009-03-03T02:22:00.000-05:00My dad is a doctor.I wish too but till now I in se...My dad is a doctor.I wish too but till now I in search of good oppurtunity to use my writing,do you have any offer for me?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-53459679645053587352009-02-24T08:37:00.000-05:002009-02-24T08:37:00.000-05:00Good Interesting post,I've not tryed pasting wall ...Good Interesting post,I've not tryed pasting wall papers in the wall,but we are planning for that and we are working towards that to get a good picture. Can you suggest anything good for us?! And offcoures in future we will have less wall repair work.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-71007704199762705452009-02-23T16:10:00.000-05:002009-02-23T16:10:00.000-05:00We built our house while planning our wedding and ...We built our house while planning our wedding and the wedding day came before the house was finished inside. I remember leaving for our honeymoon with bare drywall in the bathroom. While we were gone, my mom and my aunt hung the wallpaper in there. It was a very pleasant surprise for us when we returned home. <BR/><BR/>My dad owned his own machine shop for a time and then worked at a tire re-capping plant. I've never used either of those in my writing, but my mom's family were farmers and that repeatedly makes its way into my work.Annettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02755947919433555176noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-77714926944473792622009-02-23T10:31:00.000-05:002009-02-23T10:31:00.000-05:00My dad was a telegrapher for two different railroa...My dad was a telegrapher for two different railroads, something I wish I could have talked to him about before he died when I was 17. He was also a bartender, a butcher's assistant, and he taught piano for awhile. Mother worked in an insurance company office for more than 35 years, as a rater in the fire department. We were forbidden to call her at work unless it was a dire emergency, but when we did call she answered the boss's phone, "Fire Department". My grandpa called her once and reported a fake fire. Ha, ha.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-62938944547404732172009-02-23T09:10:00.000-05:002009-02-23T09:10:00.000-05:00It seems like wallpapering has given way to faux p...It seems like wallpapering has given way to faux painting. I used to work with my Uncle who was one of the last private statue painters for the Catholic Church. He was also a jack of all trades and renovated homes for a real estate developer.<BR/><BR/>I earned some cash for college by ripping out plaster walls and hanging drywall and wall paper. The old, non-pre-pasted kind.<BR/><BR/>My Dad was an ironworker, but he did many things for extra cash and I learned a lot of those things.<BR/><BR/>I haven't used the actual jobs, but a lot of the experience I gained in those jobs obviously shows in my writing.<BR/><BR/>BTW, I have three remaining wall in my house that are wallpapered. Someday soon they will be stripped and and re-painted.Wilfred Bereswillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03019217952304685255noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33226151.post-300546155288849752009-02-23T07:34:00.000-05:002009-02-23T07:34:00.000-05:00Interesting post, Gina! Thank goodness that with t...Interesting post, Gina! Thank goodness that with today's wallpaper all you have to do is cut it, wet it, and slap it on the wall. I don't think I'd want to mess with the paste variety.<BR/><BR/>My dad died when I was 2, so all I know about his job was that he worked for Bell Telephone as a linesman. Before they got married my mother was a hairdresser, and I think during WWII she worked at Dravo for awhile. After my dad came home from the war, the kids started coming and she stayed home. <BR/><BR/>Mom always did all the wallpapering, painting, and whatever else needed done all by herself. She was a night owl and often worked in the middle of the night. I remember waking up one morning and she had painted the dining room red overnight. <BR/><BR/>I haven't used any of this in my writing yet (other than making my protagonists very self-sufficient), but I've thought of writing a short story set during WWII at the Dravo shipworks. I might name the character Dolores after my mother.Joyce Tremelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00498392016497131719noreply@blogger.com