This past week I was part of my rowing club’s trailer
loading brigade in advance of the Head of the Hooch in Chattanooga, TN. For those of you not familiar with rowing
protocols and various aspects of the sport, trailers are the means of transporting
rowing shells [boats] and as such must be loaded with care resulting in a long,
cumbersome and tiresome assignment for the men and women of the participating
crews.
This week’s trailer loading involved more boats than our
club has ever loaded onto a single trailer so it was particularly difficult. What started out at 6PM with over 50 participants
helping, slowly but inexorably dwindled
in numbers as the sun set and the evening wore on. By 9PM there were less than a dozen of us and
many boats still to go. All this was
made more time consuming because the best light we had was from the landscape
lighting at the Four Seasons Hotel next door.
At that point I knew this loading was going well toward midnight.
As is common at that late hour during any such “all nighter”,
or close to it, we started the “ol’ gallows humor” going. The stories told are those of one’s youth,
college and high school mostly. And a
lot of “when I rowed in college….”. Ya,
ya, you rowed uphill, in the snow, both ways.
Right. But what became apparent
at 10:30PM, with only 8 people left to load and another couple hours ahead of
us, was that here in a side alley in Austin, Texas three of us were from Pittsburgh.
And we were the loudest, should I say most enthusiastic, of the group
and definitely kept things lively.
So there you have it. When the job needs to get done, it takes
Pittsburghers to do it. No fuss, little
complaining [OK, at least a little], pitch in, make it work, get it done. Go home with a smile on your face and an
attitude of at least it could have been worse.
Yep. I hope and believe that sort
of attitude can translate into more jobs and a rising standard of living for
all Pittsburghers as the city and region move forward.
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