Employment alternatives

Morning blogsters:

I was going over some pressing matters in my mind this morning, got to thinking about a song by my old acquaintance, Jerry Sires.

When I knew Jerry he was living on a hardscrabble farm out toward Granger, Texas, doing carpentry work, roofing, teaching some Industrial Arts classes at the Granger High School when they couldn’t find a certified teacher to do it.

It was generally hard times.

I Could Sell Bibles

I’ve got a good woman who always treats me right

but she was saying just the other night

that she wants me to be happy

and she’ll do what she can do,

But she’d like to see me pull my own weight

in a year or two.

And I know that I could sell Bibles if I had to

but that kind of thing would take me too far away

from the things that I love and the good things I got used to

hanging around the poor farm all day.

I built us this shelter and grow most of our own food

but this day and age that kind of thing just ain’t no good

’cause you can lose it in a moment or just overnight

if your life ain’t insured or things don’t work out right.

I strum on my guitar and make lunch for the kids

Sounds like the story of a man on the skids.

But you know, it has it’s moments even for a man

if he can just find something to do with his hands.

But I know that I could sell Bibles if I had to

but that kind of thing would take me too far away

from the ones that I love and the good things I got used to

hanging around the poor farm all day.

By Jerry Sires

Strange as it seems these days, almost everyone I used to know took a shot at selling Bibles door-to-door for a while.  Sort of makes me wonder if kids are still doing that.

Jack