I LOOK FORWARD TO DELIVERY DAY WITH MIXED EMOTIONS – excitement and trepidation. First of all, there’s the weather to contend with. The delivery truck has been stuck more than once in our driveway. And then there was the time when the truck driver refused to unload because he’d lost the bill of lading, and the time the guy wouldn’t get out of the truck because he was afraid of my golden retriever. When we get through phase one of the delivery, the official Watershed delivery team starts loading 10,000 pounds of magazines to the waiting vans.
We’re a motley crew. Most of us are over 50, so it’s not unusual for someone to show up limping or wearing some sort of brace. When the spring issue arrived, Roger Thomas – a retired police officer and one of the younger ones on the team – couldn’t lift anything because he had a hernia, or so he said. Mind you, his hernia didn’t stop him from being the straw boss! He brought along a couple of well-built rugby players to fill in for him. Suddenly the gals in the conga line picked up the pace. Someone started singing Sam Cooke’s Working on a Chain Gang. Bundles of magazines were being passed along at unparalleled speed…that is until we couldn’t carry on because we couldn’t stop laughing. But the highlight of the morning, and it’s the highlight of every delivery day, is when the vans are loaded and we all grab a magazine and come to the house for a coffee. It’s a moment when we can share in the pride of our efforts. What a team!
|Writer, performer and speaker David Newland is a Fellow of the Royal Canadian Geographical Society with a lifelong passion…|