Texts: Genesis 29: 15-30; Luke 11: 1-5
One of the biggest arguments my parents ever had, that I remember, occurred when my father went out on strike. The International Typographical Union had been formed in 1852 organizing printers and typesetters who required sufficient education to set metal type and divide words appropriately -- remember hyphens? The machines were incredibly noisy, making it the perfect occupation for deaf and hearing impaired persons who could meet the educational standards required. My father joined the union in 1936 and in 1986, just before its dissolution and merger into the CWA, received his 50-year pin. He once told me that he had been a scab -- that’s a person who works while others are on strike -- for a week during 1935 and carried that as his mark of Cain; that was one of the reasons he s...
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