As I awoke into another fine day
A memory came to me.
I was taken back to that day,
That day when I started work,
Working as a humble Scientific Assistant
In the Atomic Energy Authority.
The man in charge was P.S.O,
Principal Scientific Officer,
Or to my mind, god.
Harry was his name,
Harry Shalgosky,
Mister Shalgosky to me.
A Strange name for a man,
A man with a broad Yorkshire accent,
But to that man I owe a great deal.
He was a gentleman,
He never told anyone to do something,
He always asked them,
With a please after his request.
I learned a great deal from that man
As it showed what respect can achieve.
And that way of getting things done,
Getting things done in my work
And in my life works so well.
We see it so rarely these days,
So thank you Harry,
For showing me the way,
The way into my long working life.
-
Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 3rd, 2022 00:58
- Comment from author about the poem: I looked Harry Shalgosky up on Google and came up with this " https://www.rsc.org/prizes-funding/prizes/archives/harry-shalgosky-prize-for-analytical-chemistry/ " This man showed me the way when I started working in 1966.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 38
Offline)
Comments5
A fine write Gold.
In one job, we were OK until a new manageress came along. Then it went downhill. Your poem is probably all the things she is NOT.
Some nearly went on strike - not paid properly - but were only a smallish Company. She wouldn't have cared. She would not even leave the building for a Fire Practice. We don't care if she had burnt up! That's how it was.
And - heck! I was spared a living torture. Not kissing her at Christmas under the mistletoe. Phew!
YOU MENTIONED THE C WORD!!!
HOW DARE YOU!!
You will have to go and sing with the bagpipes "Far Away".
Agghh, I mentioned it in full. You would have known if I had said Ch.........
Good old Harry & may his memory long be fondly remembered ..
It surely will be Neville, thank you.
Andy
This is a deviation from your usual writes, and I have to add that I like it.
Let's have more of your disreputable past, Andy. 😊
Thank you Dave.
My disreputable past would not take long to write.
My wonderful past would take forever to write.
Andy
Well, if that's all you have....go for it.
What a wonderful tribute to a man who truly affected your life, and probably never knew it. Thankfully those people are out there, never knowing how many lives they've touched with kindness and understanding, but always remembered. Lovely write dear friend.
So very true Bella. Yes there are good people out there who touch many lives with kindness and understanding.
Andy
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.