Dear Readers,
There was one Christmas we were not certain there would be enough money to buy any presents.
My Dad worked at American Standard Plumbing Co. as a brass assembler and he was a member of the union called the American Association of Machinists. During the summer the union contract expired and negotiations fell apart over an increase of wages. Neither union nor management would compromise, so a strike was declared.
Dad had been through previous strikes and they usually ended in four to six weeks. But this time it was different. Both sides were dug in and no compromise was in sight. The work stoppage continued from August through Thanksgiving with no hope of returning to work. Dad received strike benefits of about $30 a week but that was not near enough to cover all our expenses. Dad found some work painting houses but he was eager to go back to his factory job. Luckily, Mom had a “rainy day” fund but even that was steadily dwindling as Christmas approached. Money was so tight that Mom was seriously considering brushing up on her typing skills and applying for a job at the hospital where my older sister worked.
Thankfully around the first of December the strike ended. But there wasn’t much money left for lots of Christmas presents. Christmas was a little leaner than other years. But we had each other and we realized Christmas wasn’t about receiving things but being around the people you loved. Our family thanked God at Christmas Mass that Dad had returned to work and that we had each other!
Have a very Merry Christmas and remember to
Keep smilin’!