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My friend Ed was eighty two last I knew,
and had a construction crew.
He was a great guy
and his worldly crew treated him poorly,
Which affected me sorely.
He was an honest roofing and siding sub contractor
who worked with his crew, a positive factor.
Even tempered, humble, hard working and wise,
he labored and ignored the cracks of his guys.
Never complained or answered their slurs,
just kept working and paying those ungrateful curs.
He was writing me up another estimate one day,
When he suddenly looked up at me to say…
“Bob, do you want to know how I get along with all men?”
I said “Absolutely Ed! Tell me your secret if you can..”
He said,
“It’s simple really; I just accept people the way they are.”
It’s been fourteen years since I heard those words,
And thought that over .. as he walked back to his car...
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