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The End Maybe Near

Have you read in your local papers all about the saga playing out here in New England?  The story of a family run business in turmoil?  Where one cousin was in charge and all kinds of money was being made and new stores held “Grand Openings”,  then the new shareholders wanted the other cousin to run the show. 

Well it has been a well known fact about this families inner turmoil for those who grew up near the where it all takes place.  I have looked on from the outside and as a trucker I have delivered loads of goods that would be placed on the shelves in their stores.

  When I moved to my home in 1988 I made 20 mile round trip runs once a week,  to do my food shopping.  No they were not the only game in town just a place that toted “More For Your Dollar”.  I have shopped at their many stores since I was 18 and now 58 I would say I have been a very loyal customer.  From the very old original stores to my towns brand new one,  I love them all,  what I don’t like is that family squabbles, yes we all have them, have to interfere with the shopping public.

You see back in July they told Artie T. he would have to step aside to let his cousin Arthur S. run the show.  The store was about to take on a look and feel unlike the last 40 years I shopped.  The workers were upset and unrest began pretty quickly.  The workers said “Bring Artie T BACK!”  You see he cared about the company as well as the workers and maybe just a little less about the bottom line as his cousin maybe.  The worker’s made signs. Some stayed home but most worked their shift and then stood outside for a month boycotting the way Artie T. was told to go.  They rallied behind him in a way that makes me so proud.  You see they stood up for a man they loved to work for and held their ground to the point where almost all customers showed their support for them and refused to enter any of the many, many stores of this famous New England supermarket chain.  Have you shopped at one of our Market Baskets/Demoulas stores?

Day after day we had to shop elsewhere.  Customers would bring their receipts to their local boycotted stores and tape them up as a reminder they had to eat and that this is what their beloved stores were loosing in revenue.  Store after store windows were covered with receipts how could management not see?  It has been going on for so many days that it is usually the lead story on our local news.  The duel being played out by the two Arthurs.

Well the recent news on this fiasco is that they will all will be fired should they not go back to the stores and warehouses.  Managers told to CLEAN UP the properties.  Signs of BOYCOTT must come down!  Receipts too!  See they have had enough,  well so did the workers. 

It comes down to power plays and greed.  Artie T. from the moment he was told to go home said he would buy controlling interest from his cousin.  There came a point where this group of CEO’s stated another local food chain was interested in sweeping in to purchase the whole package.  I for one watched that store put a Mom and Pop run small chain out of business when they moved in 3 miles away,  with great prices and as soon as the other one failed up went their prices,  which is why I traveled the 20 miles round trip each week for 40 years.  So should they sell to them I will continue to shop my local Farmer’s Markets and Meat shops yes it will be more expensive but I have my priorities and principles as well and my allegiance is to my much loved Market Basket store.

We miss you Artie T.

Rock on to all those workers who held their ground and brought this company down upon their knees,  begging for customers and for their workers to return to their posts,  when maybe they should stayed on theirs knees just a bit longer and gave thanks to God for all they have enjoyed for so many years here in New England. 

I will miss you so much if you go.
A valued customer indeed

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Daily Post/Daily Prompt/I Believe/ So many but I am sure of these three.

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As I wake to this world I am apart of each day I am struck by it’s beauty.  Now you know I hate the snow and the extra work we need to do in order to clear it from our path but you know I adore the land.

So first off without a doubt I believe in God.  I know without a doubt as it is hard to at times when we look out at all the evil that abounds.
It pains me to see hurt and destruction and so much loss but I believe in God.

I also believe that if man continues to destroy this earth at the rate it has been we won’t exist as a planet for thousands of years to come.

Now they ask for three things we believe in on this challenge and for me I will end on a lighter note.

I know without a doubt each animal I have shared my life with has loved me as much as I loved them.

Be kind to one another and to God’s animals as surly all you need to do is look at a full bird feeder to see so many others can get along with each other.

Peace

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the story continued…..from 20 Lines A Day

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As he searched for treasure in and around the boulders and gravel I found GOLD in a

friendship with Marie.

There may have been 3 vehicles parked in the shade along this stretch of route 112

but the woman in both made their way over to say hello and to say h to JT.

This part of the story will focus on Marie.  She said she was from MA in an area I used to go to once a

day, in my Big Rig.

I was siting in a chair throwing sticks or a frisbee to JT and told her about my back and she said she

knew my pain.

In fact today was the first time she had left the home with her husband for fun in 8 years.  She had been

hurt in an accident at work, boy could we relate.

We talked and talked and tears flowed from both of us.

We knew each others pain.

She saw me as strong . It was not till we spoke she knew I too, had been broken.

She has to go through exactly what I had gone through for 10 years.  Marie was  now

into her 8th  year of hell.   I told her to hang on it would soon be over.

It is what they do to hard workers who get hurt and go after them for damages.

They want us to give up and God knows I came close more than once.

She has to fight for disability.  I told her how.  I asked her to please just not to give up.

After hugging her and telling her it would be OK my mate saw us crying and said

“Do you know each other?” he was smiling as this happens so much he is used to it.

Marie told him I was so special and he smiled again and said he knew.  He also told her

this happens to me a lot now that  I have started to really LIVE my life again.  I am glad

it is with him.

So I let Marie know how to reach me.  I do not know if she will  but one thing I am sure of

is the fact she left that river’s edge a little stronger inside.  She needed to meet someone who had gone

through the pain and depression and had come out the other side.  Yes battered and bruised but no

longer busted and broken.   I refused the drugs finally and am finally Living and Lovin (the name of my

BLOG,lol)

For all of you fighting the fight please do fight for your life.  It is worth it.

Peace & Love