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TITLE (EDIT)
Make Mine A Boilermaker
DESCRIPTION
A brief story of a construction worker who goes into business.
[559 words]
AUTHOR
Higgins
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
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[January 2005]
AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (25)
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Make Mine A Boilermaker
Higgins

Billy Robin was the contractor’s name and I know that he was unable to discern
from my appearance that I was adverse to any form, degree, or manner of work, because
he hired me.
         I began work the very next morning at seven o’clock. They drove us from Natchaug
to New London in a rickety dull-colored pickup truck. Five other similar vehicles
followed us, loaded with other burly construction workers. It was late in October and
the Connecticut weather was crisp and biting. Huddled in one corner of the “dump” por-
tion of the truck I listened passively to the unintelligible grunts of the other men. They
seemed to have their own special language; a crude Esperanto of abbreviations, aborted
sentences, and strange sounds which were like nothing I had ever heard as speech. They
perhaps would have been able to communicate with pithecanthropus erectus or with the
crawlers and the creepers which bridged the gap between Tree Man and Fire Man.
        When we arrived at the partially completed housing project, I was surprised to see
that it was directly across the street from three taverns, which were aligned in a straight
 row. Feeling ill at ease, I stood around for what seemed to be ages, my hands in my
pockets, walking back and forth, gaping at the movement, and listening to the buzz of
activity. Finally, Billy Robin put me to work. My first day as a constructor worker was
spent moving long boards which were two inches thick and twelve inches wide. At one
end of each board stood a giant who could easily have passed for Paul Bunyan and I was
at the other end.
            Like a damn fool I hadn’t bothered to bring gloves and by noon my blisters were
like the tiers comprising the houses of Pueblo Indians. The noon whistle blew and
everyone adjourned to the taverns, so I followed suit. Now I had brought a packed
lunch, but most of the men, to my astonishment, were devouring pickled sausages
which looked as though they had been decomposing on the bottom of the ocean for
decades, and from the odors which eminated from them it would seem that their looks

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were not deceiving. They also munched on greasy potato chips. They washed down
these units of nourishment with shots of whiskey chased by tall, cold, perspiring steins
of cheap, draft beer. Some of them varied their “meal” by pouring the whiskey into the
beer before consuming it. These were variations of the “boilermaker.”
        Not wishing to set myself apart from the others,I followed their lead.By the time the
whistle was again blown to resume work, most of us were well on the way to becoming
inebriated. It took me until about four o’clock to regain my sobriety, so I had only a
short while to become aware of the painful blisters on my hands.
        At five thirty only one truck left for Natchaug. The rest of the workers went back to
the bars and I went with them. Once again I couldn’t help but notice the tremendous
business the bars were doing.
         I did not go to work the second day. I called in and resigned my job. Billy Robin
said that I was a “one day wonder.”
         If you are ever on Wall Street in New London you will notice that across from the
big housing project are four taverns. Four bars in a row is an unusual sight. I am the
proprietor of the one called Boilermaker’s Bar.
The End

 

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