Summer 1962 'The Time of His Life'

A twelve year old boy stands covered in ‘mud’ What the plasterers call cement His Grandfather came and offered a job For each hour, he’d pay fifty cents The buckets were heavy, the scaffolding high As he kept those mortar boards full And at the end of that summer, more man than a boy With new confidence —his future to cull (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)