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Monday, March 21, 2005

Poppy Dwyer turns 86 on march 19...

Walter Dwyer was born march 19th, 1919, that year babe ruth made ...100, thousand dollars a year more than the president and newfoundland had just begun it's slump into poat wwi depression.....

My grand father worked since he was isx, in the fields of norris arm under his step father and with his brothers and sisters...

in the thirities and forties he mmet my nanny, gladas granter...a lovely woman who he had 15 kids including patrick dwyer,,who was born 0ct 10, 1944..the oldest of the clan...

my grand father can only be described as this a man of love and straight forward ness, that can be compared with any great man...silent and beautiful...

In 1951 the club 63 union of grand falls headed the movement within the abbitibi price union to take jobs away from outsiders,, outsiders being those not born in grand falls,,yet the town only 48 years old...felt that anyone not born..imagine was not worthy of equal rights...chiense, jews and otrhers had to live in Winsidor...men like Tom Chow and Erine beacker and the cohen brothers flourished in windisor because of predice...

Within that frame.....

Walter Dwyer....made the plunge and wrote a letter him and nanny a team as always to stop this evil...this darkness....

William Bell....of ny the union name excapes me...or the head of abbitibi...did not condone this....they infact stop thyis however..what is sad is that members, neighbours..grand falls workers...went along and soiled this union..they wanteed there sons to take bread out of 1000..

1000 thousand workers....

this is true I found out this through the literacy centre..when a man in 93 told me my grand father had saved his job..his brothers, his other brothers, his other brother, four men I said that iss a great story...

he said no 1000....

1000...

in 1951 there might only be....1500 to 2000 in the area...

I am in awe of my grandfather,,..,..

he walked to that dark place..for forty years, never returned after..because as he said he did what he did for love...

Love...

All I know is beacuse of his gift to the world....

Happy birthday Poppy...

People with spirt like you will never Die.....

1 Comments:

Anonymous mark said...

Dude
As always, you have a way with words. I remember you telling me this a few years ago. I thing you managed to pick away at the small chink in Pop's armor. He is quite a closed lipped man who really leaves most up to the imagination of what a life he lived. I think you are one of the few who managed to capture his attention when you interviewed him for a project at school, listened to his stories (the man has a mind like a steel trap), and, volunteered to help him read back in the day.
Thanks for writing this

8:30 AM  

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