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MOE LEPORE
FIRST QUARTER ISSUE
A LABOR OF LOVE
FAREWELL FROM MOE
Dear brothers and sisters, when I sat down to write my last article as general president, I really believed that when this time came I would be prepared. Boy, was I mistaken! My mind is working overtime as I try to put down to paper and pen how to say "Goodbye". What is most important to me is how do I recognize my brothers and sisters specifically without mistakenly not mentioning someone.
My Lord has rewarded me with many friends who I have come to love and respect. I owe a great deal to so many. It would take several lifetimes to try and repay their kindness. I humbly say how fortunate I am to make such a statement about you.
I am requesting of my many friends who have guided and protected me throughout the years to please forgive me for not mentioning your name individually. If I may, this personal article is my way of thanking you with my deepest feelings and thoughts. Those of us who wear our hearts on our sleeves tend to be quite emotional and sensitive to life’s issues almost daily.
All in all, as I take stock in my adult life I can look in the rearview mirror and for the first time no one or nothing is gaining on me. I left everything in my being at Boston Metro’s doorstep – never once selling my friends for my future.
Being elected by your peers to a position in American Postal Workers Union is an accomplishment and honor whereby your brothers and sisters have faith that you will protect and represent them to the highest ideals in American Postal Workers Union. I have been given the opportunities to serve the membership in many capacities as an elected union officer, culminating in being elected three successive terms as general president for the largest post office local in New England.
My brothers and sisters, I can’t describe the feelings that erupt within you upon being so privileged to be elected to such an honored union position in American Postal Workers Union. I was first elected to a full time officer position in 1993 as Director of Industrial Relations. You showed faith in me by electing me to this position three consecutive times, prior to my ascendency to general president. Having been allowed six consecutive terms as a full time officer in the Boston Metro Area Local is an honor that I will carry with me for the rest of my life on this "veil of tears". This privilege that you have entrusted me with was always one that I took extremely seriously.
Being elected unopposed in my second term as a retired postal worker, no doubt, is an honor that you have bestowed upon me as your general president. I was truly appreciative and awed by this demonstration of your confidence in me that I could do this job well whether I’m a postal worker or a retired postal worker. What matters is the content of one’s heart.
During my career in American Postal Workers Union I gave you everything I had. To be worthy of your trust has been a highlight in my life. No doubt I have made a heck of a lot of mistakes, however I was always willing to accept responsibility for them and tried to correct them. I left nothing on the table when I battled management. I always gave 100% in all issues. Of course, that quite often got me into trouble, but therein was the reward – railing against the machine, if you will.
As you may know, I am not going to continue as your general president while I campaign for national office. I believe my bulletin explained this to my brothers and sisters. It’s a matter of ethics. I’m sure any brother or sister would do the exact same thing were they in my position. I will pursue this position as a full dues retired member of our local. Let me pause for a second as I still can’t fathom how fortunate I am to be in a position to take on this challenge. No matter who wins this national position, A.P.W.U. will be served well as I believe every one of us has the same agenda – just different ways to obtain such.
Boston Metro has been a very large part of my adult life and I could not have been given an opportunity to pursue a more noble vocation than one of union steward and officer in this great union. Due to my personal circumstances I had the luxury, if you will, to be on call more than those brothers and sisters with families as I willingly gave everyone my home and cell phone numbers. I was glad to do so as I always liked the idea that the dues paying member could have access to their president after work hours. I just didn’t realize that some folks would call all hours of the night – for innocuous reasons quite often – but, hey, you paid my salary and gave me a wonderful life. If I didn’t want this to happen, I did not have to make my personal numbers available.
Our local functions at a fever pace, logging more than 600 calls a week. Brothers and sisters, let me say that Boston Metro has been most fortunate to have two awesome secretaries who administer our daily operations. Bettie Timilty has been a Godsend for our local for almost three decades. Without her I shudder to think how we would get all things that must be done daily completed. She is invaluable. Along with Mary Murphy, they make a great team, keeping the local on top of all issues. Mary has been wonderful in her capacity and no doubt she and Bettie will continue to administer the daily operations at the union hall with class and distinction. We are truly blessed for both union sisters.
Thank you, Bettie, for being there for me my entire career for there isn’t any doubt your help and friendship surely sustained me even in the darkest hours of my personal life.
Ever since I can remember, there has been this fire in my blood as I dealt with life’s issues. Perhaps due to having to pretty much grow up on my own with my brother George and my beautiful late sister, Anne, after losing our parents as children. I guess I’ve been fighting all of my life for a place at the table in our society and always wondering what life was to bring me. It wasn’t until I was older did I realize that what matters is what I bring to life.
My passion never waned for one second, especially in my capacity as your general president. Knowing that when I spoke it was on behalf of thousands of brothers and sisters is an awesome responsibility, one I took very seriously. My career was one of dedicated militancy - always with compassion for the human condition, which was sadly missing by most in positions of authority in this noble industry.
During my formative years as a young unionist in the GMF Tour-3 LSM area, I was taken off the workroom floor by postal police so often I think they made me an honorary security guard. That was in our salad days, to be sure! I guess my passion got carried away so much that management’s only way to deal with me was to call the postal police time and time again. I always reported back to work the next night to work as a steward forty hours a week non-stop and was always paid for being hit off the clock. After years of management trying to fire me, they must have realized I wasn’t going anywhere any time soon. Quite often I had company as brother stewards stood shoulder to shoulder with me.
LSM stewards Gino Bonacci, Bob Keough, Paul Kilduff and Scott Hoffman always stood strong with me when the LSM stewardship was attacked by management. All thirty stewards in the GMF on tour-3 in the early ’90s were always there for A.P.W.U. – no matter what!
If ever there was a union stronghold, if you will, it was the GMF LSM area on tour-3 and tour-1. The overwhelming majority of clerks were on tour-3 and, believe me, ask any brother or sister on tour-3 in the ’70s, ’80s, ’90s and beyond. We rocked with the most incredible support any local in this industry has ever enjoyed. More than 425 members in one area was a tremendous boost to the Boston Metro agenda. As I travel throughout the local when time allows, one thing is for sure. LSM operators are everywhere.
As I look back to those salad days, I learned that my fifteen years on tour-3 in the LSM area, the solidarity and support for A.P.W.U. was off the hook, which allowed the stewards to really battle management toe to toe each night.
Brothers and sisters, I must tell you, management called the Postal Police on me due to my attitude of not calming down, dealing with a particular supervisor who was trying to severely hurt a brother or sister’s career and, believe me brothers and sisters, management handed out removals in those days like it was a denied 3971.
Seeing a union sister being humiliated and reduced to tears by some jerk supervisor often set me off to where the Postal Police made their presence known, due to my actions of trying to restore dignity to this sister in no uncertain terms, if you get my drift!
My thoughts during these altercations was to instill pride in our brothers and sisters as A.P.W.U. members and show that we can fight back against the daily attacks we endured at the worksite and make a difference. I have repeated a phrase time and time again, which I think sums up my career.
It must have been fate for me to wind up in Boston in 1967, having just left Da Nang Vietnam and being given orders to report to Boston from the Department of Navy. Little did I know that I would build a life here and meet the most awesome people in the World – BOSTONIANS! I had planned to finish my active duty in Boston and start a new life back in Brooklyn.
I thank you for allowing me the chance to become one of you – a poor kid from Brooklyn living amongst people who live life differently than many. So here I am - warts and all - trying to say Goodbye - but not doing such a good job as there is so much to say, but not enough time to say it.
Brothers and sisters, I will continue on this road that is my life with the knowledge that I accomplished a great deal with the help of many friends who stood by me when it wasn’t always the most popular thing to do. You know who you are and no doubt you will continue to give of yourself to those you believe are worthy. Without you there is no A.P.W.U. career for me. Without my friends I don’t think I could have made it in life, let alone have a wonderful union career.
If I can pass along some brotherly advice at this time in my life, it most assuredly would be – please get involved and protect your brothers and sisters at work. We are at the crossroads in this great country. We all know this reality. The only way we will all survive and prosper is to join together as American laborers. This is our challenge as only by clasping one another’s hands can we truly experience a long held promise of the American Dream, but it takes every one of us.
As I look back in time, thinking of the thousands of brothers and sisters that I have had the privilege of representing, I lament to the many careers I was not able to save. And you know, as I look at those sad stories and the tumult their removals heaped upon their families, the turmoil and all the heartache should not have ever been the reality for the overwhelming majority who were given corporate capital punishment for attendance. How sad! How shameful! We’ve all heard the stories – child care - family health - personal health - it just doesn’t matter. It didn’t then and, to our chagrin as a union, it infests this industry today. I guess this reality among them all is one that I never could digest no matter what form it was fed to me. I have to say now it was truly heartbreaking on many occasions seeing a brother or sister walk out the door and I couldn’t prevent it.
There is still a great task before us. Protect all on board now and be architects for future growth in American Postal Workers Union. We’re just beginning to fight. I promise, brothers and sisters, there are legions of us who feel the same way in the U.S.A. today.
I am leaving our local in very capable hands with our full time officers. With your continued support, Boston Metro will be successful in many arenas as we fight to maintain what we have gained these past 38 years. It will be quite hard not to sorely miss the hot bed of action which was my union life in the United States Postal Service. I hope to continue to contribute to the agenda for the House of Labor whether it’s in a national position or as a full dues paying retiree.
Time to close this chapter of my life. No one can ever accuse me of not being one who didn’t share his most personal feelings with those I care for. In my heart of hearts I never thought that there would be events in my life that would change me forever and send me on a journey that may lead to leaving home for a while. Where "2010" will have me and where my life’s path will travel is up to my Good Lord. I only know for certain I was truly blessed to be the recipient of warmth, compassion and love from so many wonderful brothers and sisters.
On behalf of my loving son, Daniel, and those people in my personal life who have honored me with their fellowship and love, may I say with a heavy heart "Thank You" for illustrating to me that my desire to represent the working class heroes in this industry has helped our local in a small way as we stand up for our rights on the workroom floor.
To those near and dear friends who taught me the valued lesson that the people I love so much who were taken from me, as selfish as this statement is, never left me at all, but rather permeate my very being – each waking moment. A sincere "thank you" from my heart. Sadly, I learned as a child that life gives and takes and when that side of life’s coin turns against us, we suffer losing our loved ones – family and friends together.
As general president I have been honored to have paid my respects on our membership’s behalf to hundreds of union members’ families and friends who have passed on. This has taken its toll, as you can imagine, after lo these many years.
Quite often I, along with the other officers who also pay their respects, have the opportunity to tell the family of our lost brother or sister just how their loved one was loved and appreciated by their co-workers. This is important that they know this without exception. Many have said that knowing this brought solace even if in a small measure and that is giving some comfort to the family. So in some measure A.P.W.U. tries to help our brothers and sisters as they, like all of us, come to terms with their loss. A union brother and sister is just that – a brother and sister – not just at work, but always.
I hope with all of my heart that during my tenure as your general president, I showed respect and compassion for your concerns, no mater what they were. I am but one of a multitude of brother and sister activists in A.P.W.U.
Well, I guess this is where I say "Goodbye" to people whom I love and respect and will no doubt miss more than all these words I have rambled in this article could ever demonstrate.
Thank you for giving me the chance to be able to be in a position to fight for you and your families. It has been my distinct honor to work with you and for you these past thirty plus years. May God Bless each and every one of us and all family and friends as we navigate into the next few years in America and at the workplace. You have given memories to sustain me for a hundred lifetimes.
I sincerely wish that if ever you think about me, that the memories are of a kid from Brooklyn who fought with everything he had – body and soul – for his brothers and sisters in A.P.W.U. and the House of Labor, and never never never gave up.
May God Bless You and "Goodbye" from your president and, more importantly, from your Brother Moe.
Yours in Union Solidarity . . .
Moe
GOD BLESS YOU AND THE U.S.A.!
FIGHT THE TYRANNY!
STAND UP FOR YOUR RIGHTS!
SUPPORT YOUR UNION!
THIS IS AMERICA!
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YOUNG AMERICANS
Brothers and Sisters, I’m here along with the full time officers and craft presidents to tell you the "Spirit of America" is alive and well!
If there is any doubt that this is true, we suggest you visit the Esten Elementary School in Rockland, MA. For it is there you will meet some of the most awesome boys and girls growing up in America today. Sit back for a few minutes as I tell the tale.
M.V.S. Craft President, Bill Weaver, was contacted by brother M.V.S. driver, Bill Lonergan, whose wife Sue is a teacher at this school. Sue explained that the children at the school had prepared more than fifty care packages for our men and women serving our country in Iraq and Afghanistan.
There originally was a plan whereby the boxes were to be put onto a military transport. Unfortunately, that didn’t happen. Mrs. Carol McGrath, the Esten School Principal, along with parents of some of the children tried to find the best way to mail these boxes. Sue Lonergan told her husband Bill of their plight. Bill immediately contacted M.V.S. President, Bill Weaver. Bill sprung into action contacting the union hall full time officers to explain the problem.
We decided that Boston Metro APWU would be honored to pick up the boxes and provide the postage, which we did on January 25th. We are very happy to say that the care packages were mailed to our soldiers. The full time officers and both M.V.S. craft president, Bill Weaver and maintenance craft president, Wayne Greenside, along with M.V.S. driver, Bill Lonergan, were met with great enthusiasm and excitement by boys and girls representing their school.
Yes, brothers and sisters, sadly America is at War and our young men and women are once again in harm’s way. The Young Americans at the Esten School are to be truly commended. These awesome kids must know the happiness and love they have demonstrated for our soldiers will forever be in these brave souls’ hearts forever.
Sadly, the terrible things War brings to our doorstep is never forgotten, most especially when a brave American dies for their country such as the tragic death of Spec. Matthew Pollini on January 22, 2009. His younger brother, Anthony, is in the second grade, along with Matthew’s nephew, Andrew. I know that right now it is difficult, however, you will surely grow up knowing that your brother, Matthew, died an American Hero, and we are so very grateful that there are soldiers willing to pay the ultimate price for America to remain free. Matthew, we promise your sacrifice will never be forgotten, but rather it will be honored always.
Each APWU officer left the Esten School very proud of these wonderful children and their wonderful teachers. Many soldiers will no doubt have their spirits lifted due to the childrens’ selfless act of kindness, love and respect for our soldiers.
Isn’t life strange and quite often our circle of life brings us back home. Such is the case for Bill Weaver and Bill Lonergan as both brothers are alumni from the Rockland School System.
In closing, Boston Metro Area Local 100, American Postal Workers Union, is honored to be associated with the Esten School and staff and, most importantly, for meeting some awesome young boys and girls who are Young Americans to the highest order!
God Bless Us Everyone.
Yours in Union Solidarity,
Moe Lepore, General President
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MOE LEPORE
NOVEMBER/DECEMBER 2009
Peace on Earth, Goodwill Toward Men
Brothers and Sisters, I have had the distinct privilege to write about my thoughts and ideas and hopefully help you with many issues that confront us today in this ever-changing Postal Service of ours. This opportunity has allowed me this honor for the past sixteen plus years. Along with this endeavor comes the responsibility to our membership to provoke action within our ranks designed to protect all brothers and sisters and also to show leadership not only as an officer of Boston Metro, but as an American citizen and true brother in every sense of the word.
I have tried my very best to do all of the above - not always succeeding - but I keep on trying to correct my many foibles. Now that being said, I would respectfully request that you for the last time, take a few minutes of your time to read my last Christmas article.
OK, here goes . . .
POOR ME
A couple of years ago, during the Christmas holidays, I was sitting in my car on a particularly cold December morning in a parking lot outside of my doctor’s office. I recall quite vividly sitting there and lamenting to myself - "Oh, poor Moe" - as I rattled off in my head all of the lousy cards being dealt to me, not only during my early life, but I believed that this reality extended into my present day existence.
So there I was taking stock in my life and how I really believed that I didn’t deserve what I perceived to be heartache to the highest order, when a young woman passed by my car. She couldn’t have been more than thirty-five years old. What drew my attention to her was a teenage boy, who I believed to be her son, who was severely afflicted with cerebral palsy. Now this young boy mightily tried to walk, all the while impeded by this horrible disease and the many braces he needed to hold his fractured body, as he maneuvered past my car into the Milton Hospital.
Well, as soon as I saw this most courageous mother and son, I was hit with a bolt of thunder in my mind and I became immediately ashamed of my personal thoughts and actions in my car. Yes, I was literally crying a bit for myself. I knew right then that God was sending me a telegram in the "Hurry Up Program" to shake me and wake me from self-imposed compassion for "Poor Me"!
As I watched this young man travel to the front door, my thoughts were I couldn’t possibly know for one second what his tower of strength Mom deals with each waking moment as she cares 24/7 for her boy heinously stricken with a most debilitating and life taking illness. I thought of the many sleepless nights this young brother’s Mom and Dad must face, always thinking of the frailty of their son and all the unimaginable pain he must live with every day.
No doubt, brothers and sisters, I realized how truly lucky I really am. No matter what heartache and pain I have ever had and, like many of my brothers and sisters, I’ve had my fill, it could never ever rise to the level of the ache these parents must endure. Surely they take solace in many programs designed to help those brothers and sisters sadly so afflicted, morally, spiritually and financially; but I know it doesn’t make it easier when they see other teenagers his age able to do all the things we all take for granted. Human nature. I know this is not a parable. I know it does say be lucky for what we have, but it is much more than that, brothers and sisters.
This young man’s reality can’t wipe away what I perceive to be my heartache; no, not at all! What I learned that morning was to really use my God given qualities of life and promote the uplifting more than ever of the human condition. I do not mean like contribute more to the many needed charities desperately in need. I mean by practicing each day to make things around me better for those in my life, for as sure as this young boy is fighting each moment for comfort and pain-free adulthood, Lord knows so goes millions of people who suffer life’s treacherous indignities and it’s up to us, those more fortunate, to ensure we do all in our power to find cures for all the World’s ills.
I know it seems like "pie in the sky" and a pipe dream, but is it really? If we as a society took the time to put forth our concerted efforts, we can slow this progression of sorrow on this veil of tears. As good Americans, let us not be swayed by the magician in the corner who uses misdirection and smoke and mirrors to tell us what is right and what is wrong. It just takes heart. We all have one – some much bigger than others; some hardly beating at all. How do we reconcile our sadness upon seeing the baby boys and girls whom we see each day stricken with disease, knowing we can’t reach out and make them all better, yet we all wish that spiritual power were ours, even for one minute.
We can choose to stand up and fight for them. We must as a race of people, once and for all, decide to come together to save mankind. Sounds kind of lofty, I know, yet the signs are everywhere. It’s time to do something fantastic - wonderful - and fulfilling. Christmas makes me think of ideas such as this, but I must carry through each day - not just at "Santa Claus" time.
Brothers and sisters, the truth be told, the Christmas Season surely brings forth all that is good in you and I. How else can I explain the ever present feelings of caring for one another at this time of the year much more than any other time of the year? This Christmas I know will be an emotional time for me personally as I deal with my personal loss, which threw me into turmoil. I must not be drawn into despair, which can easily happen if I succumb to the "Poor Me" syndrome that right, wrong or indifferent seems to encapsulate those dealing with heartbreak. I will not!
I do not dismiss the harsh reality that there are multitudes of people who are drawn into sadness during Christmas. The heartache for lost loved ones and for those in our life stricken with illness, no doubt, is exacerbated as we experience the Holiday Season. I’m learning that those most important people I’ve lost in my life do not want me carrying on in despair over their passing. How do I know this to be true? All I have to do is think of them in life and how they cared for me. Why would I want to self impose sadness? That would be the last emotion they would wish for me as I continue my journey.
This thought process is not a panacea, but it does provide me with comfort and I hope if you give it a try it will also give you such. The last person it seems who believes they deserve a break is you and me, yet Christmas certainly can and does show us all that we’re in this together despite the millions of complexities that make us individuals.
Brothers and sisters, as I grow older I am trying each day to right the wrongs that I have done in my life, trying to be a better man. Christmas time softens, even if a little bit, the harsh blows life throws at each of us daily. It’s no secret that charity is at the forefront as a sentiment during Christmas. We are more forgiving. These, I know, are not revelations to you. I have often thought that we lose so much from childhood to adulthood; all of our shortcomings and prejudices are not inherent. They are taught or left to one who is not guided by parents or family due to many circumstances growing up. In essence, we blow it because we grow up. As children therein lies the innocence - no prejudice in kids.
Except for Christmas, what is it that has adults - young and old - keep true to compassion and giving - not lost in growing up? Brothers and sisters, of course I don’t paint us all with the same brush. I speak of humanity in general. No doubt there are millions of generous and loving people in America and throughout the World, and Christmas is the only time people rise to the occasion because Christmas promotes good will to others, based on faith, we know it’s not toys and the like. My belief, which I do not force on any brother or sister, is for goodness sake it is the birthday of my Lord and Savior. Many do not hold this belief, yet hold to the ideals of Christmas. I humbly join the chorus of people who espouse all that is good at Christmas and what this does for the human spirit. It works for me.
I think of the decades of sacrifice my brothers and sisters willingly give each year as postal workers, knowing that you just aren’t able to enjoy all that is this most wonderful holiday because of your vocation. Each year, despite this reality, you endure not being home for more than half of the 24-hour day, missing Christmas parties, visits from friends and family, etc. All in all, we still try to find the time to experience the magic!
I often think of brothers and sisters who finally get home, if you are lucky, early Christmas morning to flop into your favorite chair and experience the wonder in your children’s eyes as big as tea cups to see what Santa has brought them this year. It truly does make all of the hard work that you just endured worth it, and it will again this year and the next.
In keeping with this holiday season, may I offer this truism. "The only time a union brother and sister looks down upon someone is to lift that person up!" What better sentiment can there be during Christmas?
Thank you from the bottom of my heart for those of you who have supported me, not as an officer, but as a simple man who came to Boston as an orphan from Brooklyn and found the most wonderful people on this mortal coil, who took me in and allowed me to call myself a "Bostonian". I hope that when you needed me, I was there for you.
Once again I will ask you, my brothers and sisters, to take just a few precious moments on Christmas Eve night to gaze into the evening skies and drift back in time when you were but a child. Remember how we wished to be able to see the jolly one and his sleigh and reindeer streaking across the moonlit sky on his yearly mission of good will? If we look ever so closely, we know we will see that Peace on Earth is not a dream, but our reality if we have faith in all that is good in us.
God Bless. Merry Christmas!
Moe
GOD BLESS YOU AND THE U.S.A.!
FIGHT THE TYRANNY!
STAND UP FOR YOUR RIGHTS!
SUPPORT YOUR UNION!
THIS IS AMERICA!
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Moe Lepore
September/October 2009
Open Letter to the Brothers and Sisters of Boston Metro
Dear Brothers and Sisters,
Please allow me to preface my following remarks by saying that I apologize to my brothers and sisters for recent rumors regarding my seeking national office. I did not decide until recently. That being said, I have decided to seek the position of Director of Organization at the national level for our union. The current Director, Frank Romero, is not going to seek re-election. The nominations for national office are in June of 2010.
Please know that I will not run for this position as General President for our local. I will retire prior to nominations for several reasons. The position of General President necessitates that the President devote their full time to this office. The position requires maximum energy and time to all facets of leading this organization. That would not be possible if I campaign for this national position.
No doubt seeking national office will take tremendous time and energy. I will not be able to do so as your General President. The membership is paying for a full time President, especially now more than ever. It wouldn’t be fair or ethical for me to draw a full time paycheck, yet only be at the job 50% of the time. I will seek this position as a full dues paying retiree from Boston Metro. I will announce my candidacy at this year’s All Crafts Conference.
For the past 30+ years, you have elected me to many positions, including Director of Industrial Relations three terms and General President three terms. I am most fortunate to be able to have had your support all these years. I truly believe that I gave my brothers and sisters everything I had these past 30 years, always trying to protect us all.
As many brothers and sisters know, I was looking at this position two years ago; however there was much uncertainty, and I believed that the last election for national office was not the time to seek this job. My obligation as General President is to leave our local as strong as when I became General President before entertaining any ideas of running for national office. I believe that I have accomplished this goal with the help of many brother and sister officers and stewards and activists. I am proud that during my presidency I did my best to be as accessible as humanly possible by giving anyone who needed my home and cell phone numbers, so I could be available to the membership 24/7. I truly love our union brothers and sisters and this great union.
I know I am leaving our local in very capable hands. Bob Dempsey, Paul Kilduff and Bob Keough are doing tremendous work 24/7 for our local. I am honored to have worked with my three brothers since June 1, 2008. No matter what the issue, they are always willing to take the fight to management’s door step.
Talk about baptism under fire. These fine brothers came into office during the most tumultuous time in our union’s history, and they have responded as great unionists. No doubt they will lead our local with integrity and grit in the coming years.
To be General President of this great local is an honor and privilege that you have bestowed upon me. I hope that when called upon by my brothers and sisters during my 30+ years of activism, I gave you my all in trying to resolve your concerns.
The local has rewarded me with the opportunity to be an officer in this great local and has provided me with a wonderful life. Your support for me has been overwhelming, and I hope I can count on you as I seek this national position.
I don’t think that I should remain as General President during this campaign because if I lose, I should not continue as General President. If I want to win this job, then the right thing to do for my local is to resign and allow our local to function with the full time officers allotted by our constitution.
I gave Boston Metro all of my energy, passion and dedication without reservation. No doubt I am honored to have been elected six consecutive times as a full time officer in Boston Metro, and that I will always be immensely proud of. I have made too many friends to mention over the years and I hope you know I never gave up for one minute trying to protect us all.
I will certainly keep the membership abreast of my plans as soon as possible as to when I will retire as General President. Please know that our local constitution will be adhered to regarding the process of filling my position. I respect this union and my brothers and sisters far too much to remain General President and draw a full salary and yet not perform 100% as this position demands.
I am truly blessed and honored to have served my brothers and sisters in Boston for these past 30 years. Your unionism is a shining example for A.P.W.U. throughout our great country. One thing my brothers and sisters can be sure of . . . management always knew my integrity or my love for the union movement was never for sale as I battled a most draconian management regime. That will never change!
Yours in Union Solidarity,
Moe
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SEPTEMBER/OCTOBER BOSTONIAN
HONORING OUR WARRIORS
On a beautiful morning in late Summer, at our most hallowed ground – Arlington National Cemetery – our brother and sister Veterans and their families took their place of honor as we recognized the sacrifices they willingly made for us to remain free. If ever there was a seminal moment whereby we were all one, it was hearing the haunting melodic rendition of taps performed by the United States Army with dignity and grace. For it was then, my brothers and sisters, that I’m sure everyone in attendance reflected in private what it means to be an American, Veteran and non-veteran together, Americans one and all.
As many tears streamed down the faces unashamedly by most in attendance, a feeling of sadness mixed carefully with solace are the only adjectives I can muster that describe my personal feelings at this moment in time. Watching our brothers, Kevin Jones, Jeff Baird, Bill Weaver and John Fraughton represent Boston Metro and American Postal Workers Union was inspiring and moving as these soldiers paid their respects to their brother and sister Veterans at this place of great honor.
We could not have had finer representatives of the United States Military and American Postal Workers Union. I was thinking during this ceremony how fortunate I am to represent brothers such as these gentlemen.
Our union brother, Kevin Jones, along with Jeff Baird placed the wreath on our behalf. We asked Kevin and his wife, Elaine, to honor us with their presence and we asked Kevin to be our dignitary as leader of the wreath committee. I truly believe that their son, First Lieutenant Ryan Patrick Jones, was looking down from Heaven ever so proud.
My brothers and sisters, this ceremony was a tribute from all brothers and sisters in this great union, honoring our brother and sister warriors. You don’t have to be a Veteran to respect and appreciate those who did serve and are serving, no not at all. You just have to be a free thinking American; and when it comes down to it, that’s who you and I are, linked by faith and nationalism which, I might add, could use some infusion on both accounts.
Brothers and sisters, we as blue collar Americans of the lower and middle class, are the men and women whose blood permeates the landscape in the Middle East. It’s always been that way. No, the wealthy just don’t go to War. We do, as did our parents and grandparents, and our children. That being said, no lamenting here, just stating that this being our reality, we as American laborers demand a place at the table. Why should we as Americans allow those wealthy in power dictate what we can and can’t have. We paid the freight and continue to do so each day for OUR FREEDOM.
There are tens of thousands of brother and sister A.P.W.U. members who served and are serving America. Today we are humbled to be able to state so proudly that we truly honor their service. I would ask my brothers and sisters to stop the next soldier you see on the street and tell them how proud you are that they are protecting our precious freedom with their lives.
Let us not allow the politics of War to ravage our great country for there are those in America who willingly strive to divide us on the issues that confront us today for their own personal agenda. I ask how many of the naysayers who appear on TV and in print have their children in harm’s way?
Let me end on a most positive note. I will never be more proud of this great union and our brothers and sisters than on September 12, 2009, for it was all of us as one, putting aside any differences and just being proud citizens of a country who has paid the ultimate price for the freedoms we enjoy. Inequity sadly is always a blight that must be stamped out. Hopefully days such as the one we were privileged to be part of will surely bring America together as we recognize what is good in all of mankind.
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OTHER IMPORTANT NEWS
"Honored and Proud"
We as a union humbly share in the honor and pride that our good union sister, Donna Elder, is surely experiencing today. Her daughter, Captain Lindsey M. Dane, who is stationed in Iraq, was recently the recipient of one of our nation’s highest acknowledgments of heroism, The Bronze Star Medal.
May God Bless Captain Dane and return her and all brothers and sisters in harm’s way safely and soon.
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The Third Annual Scott Miller’s Rescuers Award
The Third Annual Scott Miller’s Rescuers Award was awarded to the daughter of one of our own union sisters, Mary Nelson, a clerk at the Milk Street Station. Her 16 year old daughter, Mary Kate Nelson, is a life guard at a public swimming pool in Quincy, MA. On May 13, 2009, she saved the life of a senior citizen who was drowning. Mary Kate, dressed in her street clothes, noticed someone on the bottom of the pool. She dived in, and pulled the women out. CPR was performed and EMTs were called in.
A Certificate of Award and a monetary prize of one thousand dollars ($1,000), is presented annually by the Boston Metro Local, commemorating the life-saving activities of our departed brother, Scott Alan Miller, and honoring individuals whose acts of heroism and rescue best exemplify Scott’s skill and sacrifice.
There was another submission for this prestigious award, submitted on behalf of Boston Metro sister, Christina Fontana. As a member of the MERT (Medical Emergency Response Team), her actions helped a union brother in severe stress while at work. Christina was given Honorable Mention for her life saving efforts.
The Boston Metro Executive Board was the committee who decided not an easy task based on the heroics of both fine sisters. Congratulations to both.
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Moe Lepore
July/August 2009
The Lights Are On, But Nobody’s Home!
There is something in the air of late that is clearly disturbing to many of us in the Labor Movement within this very volatile industry. That something is surely a "give up" attitude by many in management with anything that resembles true hard bargaining, let alone good faith bargaining.
For many in management, they resemble the staff on the "Titanic" ready to jump a sinking ship when she faces extreme turmoil. The unions on the other hand are being handed a most essential opportunity to stand up and save the United States Postal Service – T O G E T H E R !
Everywhere you go throughout A.P.W.U., the same chaos that we are faced with, i.e. inept managers, exists in Hometown America – from coast to coast. Since when does low mail equate to 24/7 violations of the Local Memorandum of Understanding and National Agreement? Oh, I forgot the management mantra: "Now is the time for the unions within the United States Postal Service to slow down our agenda and help right the ship. Put the contract on hold until we get things right. Now is not the time to be aggressive."
This, brothers and sisters, is the message management is trying to spew to Boston Metro. Yeah, right – not in this lifetime! This is a seminal movement in our history; make no mistake on that, brothers and sisters. The rules haven’t changed since we signed our current National Agreement. The only thing that has changed is management’s zeal to earn a profit – at all costs.
The United States Postal Service decries the lack of mail while they give hundreds of millions of pieces of mail to agencies outside the United States Postal Service. Sure, that’s a sound business venture, not unlike the host of other failed business models invoked by the inmates, I mean management.
There isn’t any secret that the United States Postal Service hierarchy is no doubt dissuading America from post offices throughout the country. Their newest attack is the "consolidation" of thousands of stations and branches in every city in America. This will surely have America love us as we make it increasingly tougher for millions to get to their local post office. Lesser accessibility, it would appear, is a negative posture to promote business. But hey, I’m just a union guy, not from one of the many precious "think tanks" that are the genesis for many American postures and policies.
Brothers and sisters, WE are America! WE are the government! It’s about time in this day and age that WE as a society face up to our rights and responsibilities to get America back to work, and save the United States Postal Service along the way. This ambitious agenda is attainable for sure because it has to be done.
We as a union are embarking on a journey whose path we have yet to travel. It’s our call to all Americans to make sure we keep our American values and way of life. One of our staples of freedom is the UNITED STATES MAIL SYSTEM.
The inane muttering from those on high in Postal Headquarters is one of disaster, one in which they clearly are the architects, but we won’t blame these ill-advised people (N O O O) any more, as we must find ways to bring her back to prominence.
Gutting our rights is not the place to start; nor does it have any place in our industry or any other unionized company and the House of Labor. Instead of embracing the unions, we and our membership are under attack because we choose to fight to protect what we gained through hard bargaining. Do you see salary cuts in management? How about excessing? Hard as we look, just can’t see where they share the pain, as President Burrus clearly has stated more than once.
American Postal Workers Union will soon be preparing for next year’s monumental battle for a fair contract. No one has to tell our readers that this daunting task will be met head on by our national officers as management drops to their knees in front of the arbitrator imploring him/her to wipe out our gains and force feed us "give backs" in the name of solvency.
Solvency is good and necessary, but it surely doesn’t have to be attained by destroying the working class postal worker who keeps the mail flowing throughout this awesome country. When arbitration does come about, let’s see if management exposes all the six-figure salaries that they pay out to thousands who never touch the U.S. Mail, except their own, of course. I guess the most disturbing tactic I see is management’s complete denial of our contractual rights in many areas. I know that’s always been their theme but, my goodness brothers and sisters, I have never seen the "dead eyes" I look into today with management. They have put the unions’ backs to the wall. It’s a fifteen round fight to the finish at the "heavyweight level", toe to toe; we will not be moved.
I implore every one of our brothers and sisters to join this fight to protect our families, the United States Postal Service, and our way of life. Yeah, it’s that important.
Now here’s what really galls me. They (management) look upon us like - "Hello, we are being hurt now - no time for your petty concerns!" After all, management can’t be touched for who else would navigate us through this insidious period America is now facing? Anyone but these misguided folks, please.
At our dinner tables, I’m sure we as Americans have plenty to rail against as we see the fabric of the American workforce abused daily while CEOs steal from our wallets and pocketbooks, resulting in multitudes of Americans suffering quite badly and in many cases – losing everything.
Will we act when it is finally us and not our neighbor? Is this to be our future? Well, brothers and sisters, it is you being assaulted 24/7 now. It’s everywhere in America in all phases of society, and Labor can put the brakes on this runaway economy if we have what it takes to face the Dragon, and hell if we don’t because as I look around in Boston and New England and America, we are exactly what is needed to SAVE OUR COUNTRY.
I believe that fate has placed many of us where we are for just this purpose – to do what our grandparents and great grandparents did during the Depression. Oh sure, they could have just given up while standing in bread lines sixteen hours a day, but these Americans didn’t fold their tent due to tough times. No, America stood strong and fought her way out of economic woes worse than today. Why? Simple. We are American laborers. No "quit" in us. No "quit" in A.P.W.U. Far too many Americans see CEOs rake in millions while their savings are gone. And where, do we ask, is the justice; and when do we find it, who will deliver it?
That’s the rub, brothers and sisters; it’s that those who caused the financial calamity are profiting from this horror. Gee, sounds like the almighty United States Postal Service management hierarchy, don’t ya think?
OTHER IMPORTANT MATTERS
For more than 30 years, George Tarquinio and John Uccello have battled management to protect their brothers and sisters. Both brothers always put "American Postal Workers Union" first when they got on the clock.
George has been a guiding force in the maintenance craft and has saved many careers, and represents his brothers and sisters to the highest order. His leadership these past 30+ years helped build our local into one of the strongest in our great union.
John Uccello is a brother whose expertise in the clerk craft knows no bounds. He has literally filed thousands of grievances during his tenure, and resolved thousands more. Our membership knows that when both brothers are their advocates, they are getting the best!
Our local is made up of many brothers and sisters whose talents and dedication serve our union agenda well. We were honored to award George and John plaques recognizing their longstanding contributions to this organization and their brothers and sisters this past Spring.
Bob Waterhouse, Director of Organization, Legislation & Education for Boston Metro, also brought forth the idea of recognizing stewards in our local who are the soldiers in the field. We have approximately 100 stewards serving our brothers and sisters in Boston Metro. Three of our brothers and sisters were recognized for their contributions and passion and dedication to their positions as stewards under the banner of American Postal Workers Union. In the coming months, our local will recognize brother and sister stewards who continue to keep us strong.
Linda Cheevers, APWU alternate chief steward for Cambridge, Ray Augusta, APWU steward in West Roxbury, and APWU steward Dale Denham, from the Newtonville office, received plaques recognizing their sacrifices in their daily fight to keep management at bay.
Their very careers were put into jeopardy solely due to their dedication to the ideals of unionism and the sanctity of our National Agreement. We are more than grateful for the continued allegiance these fine brothers and sisters mentioned in this article exhibit 24/7.
I personally owe the officers and stewards a great deal as we all stand strong in the face of turmoil within the United States Postal Service. It is an arduous task these days – wearing the APWU mantle on the workroom floor – yet our brothers and sisters who choose to take up the fight to protect us all never waiver in our fight for equality at the worksite.
Having our union officers and stewards performing their sense of duty is only successful with your participation, and for that we "thank you" and ask for your continued support in all ways as we remain the guardian at the gate for every last one of us on board today and fight to pave the way for future APWU jobs in all three great crafts in our union, despite the soothsayers in management who are forecasting our doom.
It doesn’t have to be our reality if we UNITE AS ONE.
Those brothers and sisters who came before us are depending on us to keep our ideals strong in the face of adversity. I know in my heart of hearts, we won’t let them down.
Yours in Union Solidarity,
Moe Lepore, General President
HAPPENINGS AROUND THE LOCAL
I received a letter from one of our members recently, requesting to put some personal information in this month’s Bostonian. The Granite Links Golf Club was host on June 29, 2009, to benefit the Veterans of Massachusetts. There was a Celebrity Golf Tournament that featured 32 celebrities, 32 Pro’s and 32 Vets to.
Our own Joe Bari (GMF Clerk) was selected to participate as one of the 32 Veterans.
Also, A.P.W.U. sister, Margaret Faherty got a "Hole in One" at the Rockland Country Club on the 11th hole, par 3, 96 yards, recently. A once in a lifetime feat!
If there are any brothers and sisters who would like to submit an article for the Bostonian, please do so.
GOD BLESS YOU AND THE U.S.A.!
FIGHT THE TYRANNY!
STAND UP FOR YOUR RIGHTS!
SUPPORT YOUR UNION!
THIS IS AMERICA!
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Moe Lepore
May / June 2009
STORM CLOUDS AT OUR DOOR
Circa April 2009. The United States Postal Service employees in the four great unions that represent all postal workers are seeing the systematic attempts to destroy our Collective Bargaining Agreements at an alarming rate of speed throughout the labor community in this industry, culminating in chaos and union ferocity. Simply put, this is where our agenda absolutely must go forward with all the will and determination a body can muster.
Let me pose this question to my sisters and brothers. What does the organization (American Postal Workers Union) do with an employer who issues a removal to a lady who has been absent from work due to an IOD (injury on duty)? Management knows that this lady has an ongoing injury, yet – Removal issued. Oh, did I mention to you she was 84 years old. I sadly say "was" because she passed away just prior to her "removal" arbitration.
It makes me sick to my stomach when confronted with such a humiliating attack on an elderly postal employee and A.P.W.U. sister. I wonder what was the mind set of the idiot supervisor who perpetrated this injustice! Clearly they are the lowest of the low. The bar has been lowered to the point some of these fools could sit on a dime and swing their legs.
My brothers and sisters, what do you think is our response to management in situations such as this? I can tell you it isn’t pretty as there isn’t enough Valium on Planet Earth to keep me calm; and why in the Lord’s name should your president, or any full time officer or steward or Executive Board officer, remain calm in the face of such humiliating tactics designed to destroy an elderly American’s career!
Now you know management is capable of doing anything – I mean anything in their quest to remove us from the rolls of employment. Quite often throughout the years of my battles with the employer I, like many unionists, throw caution to the wind and disregard my own personal welfare as I do all in my power to right these injustices.
I’ve made a living these past thirty years as a militant steward and officer. I cannot and will not change this late in the game when confronted with insanity – plain and simple! Today is the day. This is the time – not tomorrow – for your participation in this mighty struggle. After all, it could be your children or even your parents who could possibly suffer the same fate from these dirty hands if they are in this service.
Management’s idea of "Early Outs" – examples:
A brother or sister fighting for their lives against a heinous disease - not regular in attendance. Resolve – fired
A brother or sister with major childcare issues - not regular in attendance. Resolve – fired
A brother or sister unassigned - given a scheme not able to pass. Resolve - fired
A brother or sister argues with the supervisor - Zero Tolerance violation. Resolve – fired
These are realities - not hyperbole - not rhetoric. No, it is our brothers’ and sisters’ reality and subsequent family turmoil and upheaval. Why? Because many in management should be in jobs commensurate with their abilities. One that quickly comes to mind is "short order cook".
These types of assaults on our brothers and sisters must stop; and if it takes the battle to end all battles, let us engage the enemy for they are surely among us all. The lines of demarcation have been clearly drawn for years with management. This entity, if you will, in no way wants to negotiate with the unions. They wish to destroy us, and the sooner we realize this, the sooner we can mobilize all postal workers under the flag of unionism.
If there is a silver lining in this entire scenario, it is that many of these pretenders are concerned about their own sorry butts as management is finally cutting some of the fat (literally in many cases) from the management levels. Management doesn’t move the mail. That being the case, then jettison these hangers-on, and do it now.
I could tell you many stories of families destroyed by some lousy boss, as could most local presidents in A.P.W.U. The wake of broken families is a tsunami in our industry. So what the heck are we prepared to do about it – except for tough talk in this union paper? How about the following prescription of unionism for starters.
Before I continue, none of what the union speaks of on any issue will be resolved to our satisfaction without you getting involved; for if not, our fight will be an uphill battle. But, it just doesn’t have to be this way, and I believe we all know this.
Okay, here we go. Stop the thinking that management is here to protect us and guide us throughout our career. This just isn’t true! Tens of thousands of careers have been contracted away, and just as many excessings and abolishments have occurred without serious thought.
Support your union stewards and officers who do the daily battles with the employer, and as a dues paying member you must know the difficulty in dealing with these (management) fools. Write that statement for your union. Help us win in the grievance procedure by being the union’s eyes and ears on the workroom floor. We are our brothers’ keeper. Watch out for one another. We are the blue collar workers. We are targeted for extinction. Let us band together once and for all. My goodness, brothers and sisters, it must happen now!
Stand up for your rights! They can’t send you to Iraq for voicing your concerns in the U.S.A. workplace. Their intimidating tactics are designed to divorce you from A.P.W.U. – Never! Don’t let your rights be trampled upon in any way. Looking the other way may get some overtime thrown to you by your supervisor, but please, we are not so shallow even in these times for the union to sell our integrity . I surely know that when management offers you less than eight hours overtime on your N/S that many of us have families and need that extra $$$, however this is how they divorce you from your right to eight hours on your N/S. Don’t give in if at all possible. A.P.W.U. needs your loyalty to bring this draconian administration to their knees.
We are committed to exposing the insanity management perpetrates on all window clerks - not just in the grievance procedure. We are continuing our fight at the State House level, and we hope to have hearings in the future to inform the public just who is selling off the United States Postal Service and the hardship this is creating for a great many postal workers and their families, as well as millions of Americans.
Speak out whenever you see injustice. We are not sheep led to slaughter - no matter what some of these bosses perceive to be our reality. The United States Postal Service is not safe from the economic turmoil America is in. A.P.W.U. is acutely aware of the absolute necessity for a viable service - no question, but not at the expense of our Collective Bargaining Agreement and dismal and precarious business decisions, such as millions and millions of $$$ wasted in lousy business ventures, discounts for many mailing houses, etc. Yet the spiral toward insolvency continues.
In closing, you can help now by asking your elected Congressional officials to support House Bills HR 22 and HR 1486. Both of these Bills are vital to our solvency and protection of our M.V.S. Craft. The protection built into our contract by the architects in our great union surely are serving us all quite well as we have benefits that are the envy of a vast number of unions.
Let us please take a moment to take solace in this reality - a reality forged from your hard dedicated work and financial support. Lean on A.P.W.U. We have broad shoulders, brothers and sisters. That you can always be sure of.
GOD BLESS YOU AND THE U.S.A.!
FIGHT THE TYRANNY!
STAND UP FOR YOUR RIGHTS!
SUPPORT YOUR UNION!
THIS IS AMERICA!
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Moe Lepore
April 2009 Bostonian
AMERICANS . . . ONE AND ALL
Brothers and sisters, as I sit here thinking of what to write about, I hope not to bore you with facts and figures or the usual diatribe I’m prone to doing in my articles. I mean, c’mon, how many times are you going to hear that management is breaking our contract every minute, and hear all the stories of management’s mean spirited attitude directed at many who come to work each day? So, with this in mind, I thought I would speak of the following.
I, along with full time officers Paul Kilduff and Bob Keough, and M.V.S. Craft President Bill Weaver, attended the Presidents’ Conference held in Washington, DC, the first week of March. While there, we were able to take some time to visit Arlington National Cemetery. Brothers and sisters, I don’t have the words to express how we felt as we toured this 640 acre estate of Robert E. Lee, which he donated to the United States and has become the hallowed ground of Arlington National Cemetery. His home sits above the gravesite of President John F. Kennedy and his family, and is the home for Arlington National Cemetery.
As one stands beneath the home of Robert E. Lee, paying respects to President Kennedy and his wife, Jackie, and children, you are drawn to your left to the Eternal Flame and there approximately 100 feet at the bottom of the hill is a single white cross marking the grave of Bobby Kennedy.
As we paid our respects silently to the heroes of America, we came upon the "Changing of the Guard". Upon witnessing this incredible event, which takes place hourly by the Army’s oldest regiment, the "Old Guard", we saw an event take place whereby some school children were able to place a wreath at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier, where the "Changing of the Guard" takes place.
Brothers and sisters, you must know that during the extreme weather that hit DC during the Katrina onslaught, when hurricane winds were ravaging Washington, DC, the "Old Guard" was offered to stand down due to the severe weather. To a man they refused. Rather, they walked their post in a hurricane. Need I say more?
Back to the story. As we witnessed the wreath ceremony, I began to think of the hundreds of thousands of brother and sister Veterans who were and are members of American Postal Workers Union, and their families who served; and as a D.A.V., I was more than proud to be called a Veteran amongst my brothers and sisters in American Postal Workers Union.
It was at that moment that I got the idea of Boston Metro placing a wreath at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier on behalf of all American Postal Workers Union Veterans. I contacted the Arlington National Cemetery Wreath Committee, requesting to do so. To my surprise, I was contacted within two weeks, approving my request. Boston Metro will be placing a wreath at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier on Saturday, September 12, 2009, at 9:15 a.m. What finer tribute can American Postal Workers Union give to our Veterans than this honor?
We are hoping to make this an event our membership can be proud of as we invite our brothers and sisters to join us in Arlington National Cemetery to experience what I can only describe as a "moment we can freeze in time" of American Postal Workers Union taking our part to revere the bravest of the brave – the American soldier!
We have invited American Postal Workers Union National President, Bill Burrus, and all national officers at headquarters to join us on this Saturday morning. Hundreds of thousands of brothers and sisters who were and are American Postal Workers Union members are Veterans, as are many of our family members. This ceremony will hopefully pay tribute to one and all as we are - each one of us - Americans, and it’s our opportunity to take our place amongst the best this country ever had!
What would be absolutely wonderful is if all children had the opportunity to visit our nation’s capital and experience our history firsthand.
We came away from this conference prouder than ever to be Americans, and awed by the unselfish sacrifice of countless men and women who allowed us to share, if only for a moment, in solemn tranquility at their place of eternal rest. I don’t know when the need for such sacrifices will finally stop being our reality. I only know how fortunate we all are to live in a country where men and women will willingly die to protect her and her ideals as she wraps her arms around the souls who are always ready to put others first before themselves. Yes, I am talking about you, the good ole true Red, White and Blue American. May God Bless Us All.
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ONCE UPON A TIME . . .
Brothers and Sisters, this is not an article in which you are told we are lucky we have a job. No way, no how. The American reality we are faced with today is full of uncertainty, of that we can be sure. What has Labor done in the face of economic chaos that threatens our normal way of life? I’ll tell you. Unions in America have once again bitten the bullet.
Before I continue, let me speak to the political landscape in our own union. Many brothers and sisters who are good "dues paying members" are not Democrats, yet you support your union knowing it is the vehicle to providing a good life for you and your family, and also fighting for equality on the workroom floor. Labor has always been a positive movement for the working men and women which, by history’s account, is the cornerstone of the Democratic Party. Together we make up a sector of American workers who are battling to maintain our way of life.
No doubt there are many Republican brothers and sisters who are also avid unionists. I’m merely pointing out the fact that we have more in common than not. That’s for sure.
OK, back to today. Everywhere you look across the U.S.A., unions are being asked for concessions – whether it’s the auto workers or the trade unions here in Boston. "Wage freezes" and "lay-offs" are among the dangerous phrases that corporate America uses daily against the American worker – while many live like kings. You and I, as members of the A.P.W.U., are a part of the fabric of unions in America, and we have a large responsibility going forward. Not that the last eight years were any picnic for those of us who get up every day and keep America running by going to work.
I feel I must once again repeat what must be repeated. I believe the following is quite telling.
Every rescue worker (firemen, police, EMTs, etc.) who went into the World Trade Center on 9/11 was a card carrying union member.
Yes, brothers and sisters, Labor has played a large part in the life of the American worker, and thank the Lord for this reality! As we look around America today, American workers who are not union – sure wish they were. The workplace today (non-union) is most tenuous, at best, as every company wants to do more with less, and the worker is a number at best. No protection except the "good graces" of the boss man. Working men and women know that isn’t the reality of the union worker.
Timing is everything, and the timing couldn’t be better for the ascension of the Employee Free Choice Act. Everywhere we look we seen lay-offs, plant closings and the like. Our only source of protection is "unions". Thank God for A.P.W.U. and you. The thought of no unions in America is one too terrible to comprehend as American workers are thrown to the side of the road like yesterday’s newspaper.
Brothers and sisters, the Labor Movement is back and will take her place at the table in DC where she hasn’t been invited to in eight years. With more than a half-million union workers in the United States Postal Service, we are a mighty force when we line up - shoulder to shoulder - and a sight such as this will make United States Postal Service management shutter from its very foundation.
It certainly feels like this could very well be the time for the four unions within this industry to realize we are all we have; and that is becoming clearer with each passing day. Once upon a time, the American Postal Workers Union (A.P.W.U.), the National Association of Letter Carriers (N.A.L.C.), and the Mailhandlers Union (L.I.U.N.A.) negotiated the National Agreement together due to many issues whereby we each had the same agenda, only different ways to obtain our objectives. We won’t go into any of that here, suffice it to say we no longer bargain together, and that must change - and change now!
You can feel it in the air. It’s time to truly unite - all across America. The recent historic visit to N.A.L.C.’s National Convention here in Boston last summer by A.P.W.U.’s National President Bill Burrus, brothers and sisters, we should see this for what it is – the beginning of truly understanding how much stronger we are "UNITED".
Now, for many years this type of talk fell on deaf ears. A driving force for this reality was the country was doing well, the United States Postal Service was booming, and memberships were at an all time high. The 21st Century arrived with a roar! The World, my brothers and sisters, has changed, and not for the better. More and more we see that phrase, "Global Economy" - "Global Warming". It appears the countries of the Planet are slowly realizing we must solve the World’s woes somewhat together. And so it goes in all layers of society - American and otherwise.
"Inclusion" has always been Labor’s cry - to lift all working families. My goodness, our (Labor’s) very existence has catapulted non-union jobs out of the Dark Ages. Our task has always been to share the union benefits due all working men and women. Why not "inclusion" within Labor ranks at a time when solidarity is needed more than we ever have?
Aside from jurisdictional issues within the United States Postal Service, our sister unions have much in common with each organization, enough to build a coalition, at the very least, to guard the union homes from those who would do us harm.
Now is not the time to point fingers as to how and why we got where we are. Now is the time to stand up together and fight to save America and our way of life. As postal union workers, we can do what I believe is our destiny – lock arms together and find our way through our limited differences, and strengthen the ideals that gave birth to these four fine organizations – A.P.W.U. - N.A.L.C. - Mailhandlers - Rural Carriers. It’s not too late, brothers and sisters. All the signs are right in front of us. We just have to push aside the clouds of uncertainty and entitlement and embrace our brotherhood and sisterhood.
The leadership in the local N.A.L.C. and Mailhandlers Unions are in the fight of their lives – as we are. These brothers and sisters also recognize we must begin to seek each other out for help as those in positions of power within the United States Postal Service conspire to weaken us and divorce us from our membership. Just look at what they have done to the Service. It’s in shambles. Surely, brothers and sisters, you don’t think they make decisions with the workers’ best interests at heart.
Tell the thousands and thousands of brothers and sisters who lost their careers over the past years, or those who continue to be on the receiving end of some supervisor’s venom. No, brothers and sisters, all we have is each other.
Can we find our way back to the ideals we formed unions for in the first place – to obtain more? The road ahead will be less inhospitable when we are UNITED in the war to save America and this crazy Planet. The last thing United States Postal Service management wants to see is a united workforce. What if we were not to take advantage of this unique opportunity – then history may not be too kind to us if we decide to go it on our own and not heed the warning signs of plans to destabilize unions in America.
I personally would love to look out across a union hall at an informal union meeting here in Boston and see my A.P.W.U. brothers and sisters along with our N.A.L.C. and Mailhandler brothers and sisters and their leadership, shoulder to shoulder, locked arm in arm, ready to go forward as the "House of Labor" in the United States Postal Service. Then we can shout at the tops of our lungs, "Jack Potter, how do you like us now?".
So, in closing, I ask that we as members of this great union keep an open mind to beginning a new era of union cooperation within the Post Office and beyond. After all, safety - hazmat - F.M.L.A. fights - unwarranted discipline - outsourcing - destruction of the National Agreement – are issues all brothers and sisters within the Service face, and it’s not going to go away. But, we can win – we must win – and it’s up to us. No one else!
Bill Burrus came to Boston, and that was a good place to start!
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Below is a copy of a letter sent to many local newspapers throughout Southeastern Massachusetts, telling the public what is going on regarding long lines in the post offices, etc.
To The Citizens of Greater Boston,
The American Postal Workers Union, Boston Metro Area Local 100, would like to extend our sincerest wishes for a safe and joy-filled Holiday Season to the American Public--our valued customers.
We recognize these are difficult times. The current economic crisis is adversely affecting millions of working families who find they are living the American Dream paycheck to paycheck. We understand because the overwhelming majority of our membership is in that demographic. Likewise, it is difficult to sit idly by and watch our loved ones, who live on fixed incomes, helplessly witness their hard-earned "nest eggs" diminish in value. Within this environment, or rather because of it we feel compelled to bring to your attention our concerns regarding the direction the United States Postal Service is heading.
First, it is important to note that the Postal Service does not rely on tax revenue to perform its operations. In other words, your hard earned dollars do not subsidize Postal Service functions. All the while, we interact with the American Public on a daily basis, providing extraordinary service at a reasonable price.
However, the Postal Service, one of the most honored institutions in America, is being systematically dismantled by a management group intent on following corporate ideology that prioritizes downsizing and outsourcing (even at higher costs) rather than growing our business through dedication to service. Postal Service management is fostering the long lines that now pervade local post offices. Why? To discourage you from conducting your transactions with a window clerk, forcing you to seek alternatives, and thereby justifying their pre-determined and particularly self-fulfilling staffing cuts.
If you do decide to conduct business at a window, be aware that the clerk is under strict instruction to "up sell" our products. If they were to advise you of a less costly but wholly reliable method they could face disciplinary action. So, while our members retain a great deal of expertise they are not allowed to share it with you. This is a disingenuous scheme to increase profit margins at the expense of the public. Please do not take my word about this scheme. NBC recently did an expose on this tactic. You can view it for yourself, on The Public Eye page at our web site @ www.bostonmetroapwu.com.
Such impacts are not limited to transactions conducted at the window, either. Services, such as P. O. Box deliveries now occur later in the day, even though customers pay a premium for this supposed benefit. In general, customer service is quickly becoming a thing of the past. Downsizing is certainly not a new concept, but in our case it equates to longer lines, deceitful business practices and needless delays to the mail.
Millions of American households and many small businesses depend on the Postal Service to deliver their prescription medications, social security checks, legal documents, and of course, letters and packages from family, friends and colleagues. We deliver to over 140 million addresses every day. This is a responsibility our members and those in our sister unions within the Postal Service take seriously. For example, not too long ago our industry suffered the bio-terrorism attack on the heels of 9/11 tragedy. Two APWU members were killed in this attack, yet postal workers kept America strong by reporting for duty during this chaotic time. Postal workers demonstrated their commitment to the American Public throughout that attack and continue to do so today. We ask for no special dispensation for ourselves. What we do ask is that you help us Save Our Service.
Be assured, these tactics are impacting the levels of service you have come to expect and our members wish to provide. In certain instances, management representatives are blaming our members for the delays and substandard services as opposed to accepting responsibility and telling you the hard truth. To me such action is an outright display of cowardice.
Ladies and Gentlemen: the American Postal Workers Union needs your help in our fight to return the United States Postal Service to the prominence she enjoyed not so long ago. We have contacted numerous elected officials throughout the Boston Metropolitan Area who pledged their support to hold postal management accountable. We ask that you contact the Postmaster of Boston, Jim Holland, and express these concerns. Let him know that you do not appreciate dishonest business practices and that you want Service to be the most important part of the United States Postal Service.
Once again, may you and your family enjoy a most wonderful and safe Holiday Season. You can rest assured the men and women of the American Postal Workers Union and our sister unions will do their part to ensure your letters, cards and gifts arrive to your family and friends on time. Thank you for your time and valued assistance in our task to return the Service back to where it belongs—to the American Public.
In closing, please keep our veterans (many of whom are postal workers) in your thoughts and prayers during this Holiday Season remembering the sacrifice they make is on our behalf.
Sincerely,
Moe Lepore, General President
Boston Metro Area Local 100
American Postal Workers Union, AFL-CIO
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HELPING TO PROTECT AMERICA
In our continuing efforts to recognize our brothers and sisters who are serving in the military in Iraq, Afghanistan, and all countries around the World, and/or their family members, I have put forth an article on behalf of Donna Elder whose daughter, Lindsey, is a Captain in the United States Army National Guard deployed to Iraq.
"HONORED AND PROUD"
Captain Lindsey Dane is the only child/daughter of Boston Metro member, Donna Elder, both of South Boston. Donna is an M.V.S. Clerk working in the VMF in Boston. She states she is "honored and proud to have her daughter serving with fellow union brothers’ and sisters’ loved ones".
Her daughter, Lindsey, is a 1999 graduate of South Boston High School and a 2003 Graduate of the University of Massachusetts - Amherst, with a bachelor’s degree in Journalism. She enlisted in the Massachusetts Army National Guard in March of 2001 as a college student after enjoying JROTC in high school and ROTC in college so much. She served as a Private First Class and later a cadet with the State Public Affairs Office for the Massachusetts Army National Guard in Milford, MA, for two years as a Public Affairs Specialist.
Upon receiving her commission as a Second Lieutenant in the Adjutant General Corps from the UMASS Amherst Army ROTC in May 2003, she elected to serve on active duty and served with the 25th Infantry Division in Hawaii as a Battalion S1 on two occasions, and as a Division G1 Plans and Operations Officer over the course of three years
Upon promotion to Captain in 2006, Lindsey was selected to lead the USARPAC (United States Army Pacific) Casualty Liaison Team at Landstuhl Region Medical Center in Landstuhl, Germany, for 14 months. In this position, Lindsey and her team of 2 NCOs, assisted all sick and wounded Soldiers who were evacuated to the hospital from operations in Iraq, Afghanistan and Bosnia, who were originally assigned to units from Hawaii, Alaska, Fort Lewis, Washington, and Guam. In addition to helping and tracking those Soldiers, she was also the escort for those families brought to Germany to be with their critically injured loved ones.
Upon completing the Adjutant General Captain’s Career Course in June 2008, CPT Dane was assigned to Ft. Hood, Texas, as the Battalion S1 for the 3rd Brigade Special Troops Battalion, 1st Cavalry Division, for their current deployment to Mosul, Iraq, in December 2008.
CPT Dane loves being in the Army and plans to make Army Service a career. She is married to CPT Travis Dane, her college sweetheart, who was commissioned with her in the UMASS Army ROTC and who is an Infantry Officer in the United States Army Reserves currently serving in Texas. CPT Travis Dane had already completed one rotation in Iraq, deploying to Baghdad for all of 2005.
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MOE LEPORE NOV / DEC 2008
SO THIS IS CHRISTMAS!
I’m not too concerned that Christmas won’t show up this year. Brothers and sisters, the economic news has been nothing short of chaotic and more than troubling.
No doubt store owners are worried that Mr. & Mrs. America won’t have funds to spend on this most awesome of holidays. We will hear on TV that last year’s projection of shoppers will fall far below this year’s due to the precedent setting financial devastation that is crippling many American homes.
Mainstream America is having difficulty maintaining the household as a $20 bill surely resembles a "Finn" in today’s economy. Yeah, all signs point to a sparse holiday for needy Americans – not only needy money-wise, but spiritually, emotionally, and moral uplifting.
Brothers and sisters, I believe this year at Christmas Americans will not allow all this gloom to deter what is about to take place. I am not trivializing the ever present fact that hardships are upon the American family today, not by any means. I just believe most Americans will make an extra effort to ensure their loved ones have a good Christmas this year because everyone deserves a break from all the insanity being thrown our way.
Wait and see. Many Americans will surely go out of their way to help those less fortunate as we assist the poor and disenfranchised among us today. It’s the American Spirit which will play a major role in our thoughts and deeds this Christmas Season.
Whenever America faces critical times like today, we ban together to display our character and help those in need in a multitude of ways – many which go unheralded. So it will be too on this Christmas.
But why am I so sure that America will help America? Solely because it’s who we are. Anyone can speak of our shortcomings as humans, of which there are many; however you must know there is a large amount of Good Will being performed each day that takes many forms.
Your local is also at the forefront of giving to charities throughout Boston. We are able to do so because of you the dues paying member. Boston Metro is involved with giving to the Diabetes Foundation, Childrens Hospital, the Cancer Fight, among others.
This year is our twelfth Childrens Christmas Party. Each year the toys that are left over are given to Childrens’ Hospital. It is so cool to see the children of our membership each year as they grow older and still come to this party each year, and it’s great to see the young ones as young as infants attending for it won’t be too long before they are attending as young teenagers with a younger sibling at their side.
The Childrens’ Christmas Party is the largest and most fun event our local hosts each year, at no cost to the members. The only requirement is being a member of Boston Metro A.P.W.U.
I guess I will never stop holding this Holiday in such high regard. I sincerely hope the holidays drift by at a snail’s pace - just so we can enjoy the Spirit of Christmas to help heal us all as we live day to day in this hectic schedule we call our lives. As usual, I more than respect our brothers and sisters who celebrate the holidays in a different manner. No matter what your faith, this Season we all are guided by our religious views, and that’s a good place to start.
Many reading this article, I’m sure, will sacrifice so family and friends get to celebrate this Holiday Season as was intended. This will be the feeling for most as we usher in what is supposed to be the most peaceful and fulfilling time of the year. Sometimes I think we are running out of time to get it right, as we see the harshness of life daily at our door and all that it brings.
Let us worry about the bills that we know we are going to incur – next year. That’s what it’s for. Hey, haven’t we been following this script all our lives? Every January we pay the piper, and yet it’s still worth all the craziness it brings.
This, brothers and sisters, is a year by which we should – everyone – jump in feet first and enjoy Christmas, for if we don’t embrace it, then we have lost our way. OK, so we live in a dangerous world – that’s nothing new – nor are all the foibles that our lives are sometimes littered with. Wasn’t it this way last year? OK, not as bad financially as this year, yet I know we have the mettle to not let it bring clouds over our families at this time of year. Of course, many will not have a good Christmas this year no matter how I rationalize our plight. I’m trying not to write a "pie in the sky" article or pretend a magic wand will make us all better. No not at all!
Despite the upheaval in our lives, one thing remains a constant, and it’s our salary and benefits. There are many A.P.W.U. brothers and sisters who lost much of their savings, which is not being made light of at all. It is a hit many may never recoup entirely, which is a travesty. Having a safe job in America today is a real coup. Sad as this statement is, it is what we as postal workers hold onto in the new Millennium.
Wait and see. Tens of thousands of children, poor, sick, and all in between, will benefit from your generosity as they do each year at this time of year. You never fail to give of yourself. That is why this year, more than all that has passed before, will see an outpouring of brotherhood and sisterhood, like never before.
Due to efforts from many who inhabit this planet Earth, lives - too many to number - have been changed this year - for the better. Lives saved in every possible way - from babies to the very old. Comfort given to multitudes, whether it’s hospitals or agencies designed to help the family unit. Cures discovered each year for heinous diseases. I don’t have to list them all, just ask that we recognize these positives do exist to somehow bolster our resolve. I don’t corner the market on dreams or hopes for humanity. I do, however, recognize the obvious, and that is – hope is real. If our national election for President taught us anything, it surely showed us she does exist. And it isn’t coincidental it arrived on the heels of Christmas – No Way!
May all the sadness you may have endured this year wash away with the first snowfall, and may every Christmas tree you see be the lights that brighten your children’s future, and your family’s as well. I know what many brothers and sisters say about my visions; that it’s only a wish. Well, I know many of you feel the same way. I can’t change now. I want it more and more each and every year.
So, as John Lennon once said so beautifully, "So This is Christmas, and what have you done? Another year over and a new one has begun."
A Merry Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! Let’s hope it’s a good one – without any fear!
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Bill McDermott, Union Brother, Passes Away
Once again, a year will end having taken loved ones and friends, not unlike the year before. This year has been particularly cruel to brothers and sisters affiliated with Boston Metro. No less than four wonderful former officers of our local passed away this year – all way before their time. Our local’s membership has also suffered the loss of family and friends as well this year.
Sadly, I write of the passing of former officer and steward, Bill McDermott, who was struck down by Diabetes at the age of 54. Please understand the loss of a loved one, no matter who you are or where you work is the worse heartache we endure, to be sure.
I recall Bill in the ‘90s – fighting on the workroom floor in the General Mail Facility – for our rights, as well as fighting for a safer workplace for all of us. Bill wasn’t affected by the onset of the disease that would eventually take his life. What I mean by that is he did not let it get in his way of living and raising a fine family. Oh sure, he suffered back then, but he didn’t complain. Bill was a strong man in many ways, and his fight to protect his brothers and sisters was always at the forefront at the workplace.
As the new Century entered into our lives, it brought further health issues for Bill. Try as he might, he just couldn’t maintain the work schedule he had in previous years. The last few years saw Bill forced to undergo dialysis three days a week. This was taking place while Bill worked and it really took a toll on our brother. So much so that he was forced to retire on disability much too young.
Bill was dedicated to ensuring that safety at work wasn’t just a word, but rather a way of life in the post office. Many safety initiatives that are now in play are directly related to Bill McDermott’s commitment ot his brothers and sisters. Last week another A.P.W.U. hero was laid to rest in his hometown. I was extremely lucky to call him "brother" and "friend". May God Bless Bill and his wife and children as they deal with his passing. They must know Bill was loved and respected by all who knew this gentle and wonderful union brother, and that will live on here in Boston for time immemorial.
Rest in Peace, Brother McDermott.
Yours in Union Solidarity,
Moe
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I wrote the following article twelve years ago. The U. S. Postal Service’s mission has not changed, but the names sure have. I hope you enjoy this article for what it is intended for.
YES, JACK POTTER, THERE IS A SANTA!
Picture this. It’s Christmas Eve morning about 5:00AM. Nestled in the snowy valley of the North Pole is a red and green cottage with so many Christmas lights adorning this dwelling, it lights up the entire valley. It’s still dark and most people are still asleep, except for the occupants of this magical home.
As we peer through the magnificent bow window, we see the hustle bustle that happens every year at this time – without fail! Those little fellows scurrying about as orders are being barked out by the jolly one himself.
It’s a tense time, to be sure, what with all that must be done – so many people depending upon him once again to bring "Joy to the World"! As Santa stops for a brief moment to sit at the fireplace, surveying this year’s progress, he momentarily dozes off. I guess Santa has earned a moment’s respite. He is suddenly awakened by one of his faithful elves holding a list of names of everyone on Earth. Yes – everyone!
"Santa, Santa", the little one shouts. "We have a problem, Santa!". St. Nick slowly opens his eyes, staring menacingly in the direction where this noise emanated from. "What now?", he exclaimed! The little fellow takes a couple of steps back from the jolly fellow, who is anything but at the moment, and states sheepishly, "Santa, there is one name missing from the list. I can’t understand this. It’s never happened before, but sure enough after intense research, there is one person not here." Santa says, "That’s impossible. I checked it myself". Sorry Santa, we are missing one name!".
"Who is it?", Santa says in disbelief. The little one’s voice says, "Let’s see, Harry Potter? No, That’s not it. Colonel Potter (of "Mash" fame)? No. Oh, here it is – Jack Potter, Washington, DC."
"Jack Potter, Washington DC", Santa repeats to himself. "Now where have I heard that name before?". He immediately turns to the "Big Book" which chronicles everyone’s life with addresses, phone numbers, and what each of us has done so far on this mortal coil, to date.
After a few moments of whisking through this rather lengthy journal, he happens upon this name. "Let me see – Postmaster General. What’s his record look like?", he queries. Well, after a few minutes of assimilating the information, he abruptly shuts the book and turns around quickly, wearing a concerned look on that chubby red face.
He walks to the kitchen where the smell of baked goods permeates the entire cottage and there working feverishly is the ever faithful Mrs. Claus. That’s right – the lady of the house. Santa tells her of his dilemma about the name missing and what his investigation has uncovered. It seems Jack has the dubious distinction of being the only person on the Planet who not only qualifies for "coal" in his stocking, he qualifies for enough coal to heat the entire Eastern Seaboard.
Santa begins to tell Mrs. Claus just what Jack has done to so many of the people he is responsible for. Naturally, Mrs. Claus is shocked and falls into a kitchen chair – not wanting to believe what she just heard. After a couple of hours of non-stop rambling about Jack’s exploits, without drawing a breath, Santa takes a seat next to Mrs. Claus, his hands holding up his head as if to support it under the weight of grave concern. It’s not like he hasn’t faced major problems before. After all, five billion homes visited in one night is not a walk in the park! – But this, he never bargained for such a problem. What to do, what to do!
Oh sure, the first thought – don’t go to his home Christmas Eve so the only thing under his tree on Christmas Day are the neighbors downstairs. No – too obvious! Besides, that’s not his style. "I could, however, visit his home and give him something he’s never seen before. Let’s see - the A.P.W.U. National Agreement? No, too many big words."
"How about xerox copies of the hundreds of letters sent to him by people who have asked him for help of some kind during the past year? No, can’t do that. He’d probably think it was a solicitation for donations for some "misguided" charity. He has a business to run (into the ground). So what do I do? Can’t spend much more time on this. It’s getting late."
Suddenly Santa’s face lights up. "I have it!" Without a word, Santa prepares his sleigh and aligns the famous reindeers in order. "Yes, Rudolph, I know you’re first, OK!". With a wink and a nod and a good luck kiss from Mrs. Claus, Santa is flying through the night on Christmas Eve – knowing full well the entire world is awaiting his guest star appearance in their homes.
First stop (you guessed it) Jack’s house. As he lands on the roof adjacent to the two-broom garage and cuts through the barbed wire, he finds himself in his living room. After dismissing the three rottweilers domiciled in his living room with a mere twinkle of his eye, he looks around for the tree. Lo and behold, there’s Jack sitting alone, staring out through the iron bars on his window, a glass of castor oil in his hand.
Santa approaches Jack and begins to tell him what has transpired the past 24 hours. Not being able to refute any of the allegations, Jack humbles himself in the presence of St. Nick and asks for forgiveness. "Not so fast, not so fast. Years of discontent and hardship thrust upon multitudes cannot be dismissed with a mere apology", Santa says.
As he draws a deep breath and says in a quiet yet firm voice, "This Holiday Season is about the human condition, Jack, not the budget condition. Your blatant disregard for your fellow man disheartens me.".
"How do I get my name back on that x?zllx/? list, Santa?", Jack shouts. St. Nick says, "Your actions and the lack of acceptable evidence in this matter force me to disapprove Christmas for you!".
"What do you mean, disapprove Christmas? I have plans – parties, and the annual lighting of the Christmas tree in my office is always an event at headquarters in L’Enfant Plaza."
"Sorry, Jack", Santa exclaims. "My services are required by the rest of the world!".
Jack takes a gulp from his cup, opens his fanny pack, extracts a rather large pill bottle, and shrieks, "What can I do so as not to be excluded from Christmas, Santa?"
"Well, you can start by giving all employees the day off on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day." Jack says, "I guess missing Christmas won’t be that bad." Obviously upset by the news, Santa abruptly turns to go up the chimney, which is by now a dangerous maneuver because Jack started a fire in the fireplace when Santa wasn’t looking.
Not to be deterred, Santa shoots up the chimney leaving a letter behind addressed to "Jack". The letter contained a Notice of Removal from all future Christmas Holidays!
Startled by this visit, Jack slowly sits by the window as the rottweilers view him in a threatening manner. He looks up in the sky and he could hear Santa shout, as he flew from his place, "Merry Christmas to all and, Jack, you’re a disgrace!".
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A True American Hero
The Iraq War has been ongoing for more than five years. During that time, many A.P.W.U. members and/or their children have been sent off to War.
Below is an article about the daughter of one of our members who is serving in Iraq. I know there are other members who also have children who have gone off to War. Sadly our brother, Kevin Jones, lost his only son, Ryan, in this War last year.
I would ask our brothers and sisters to let me know of your child’s service or that of your own, and we will surely publish an article on their behalf.
May Army Sergeant Nicole Duyon, daughter of Boston Metro member, Jim Duyon, remain safe and return home to her family soon for she is truly an American hero to all of us in the American Postal Workers Union.
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MOE LEPORE SEPT/OCT. 2008 BOSTONIAN
Paul Byrne
Remembering a Good Union Brother
Brothers and Sisters,
I can’t recall a year in my life that has taken so many special people from us like this year has. The recent tragic death of Brother Paul Byrne has only solidified this awful statement.
Turn back the calendar and let’s take a look at Boston Metro in the ’80s and ’90s for it was during these crucial years whereby the union really pushed the agenda. Paul was a vital part of our growth in our "salad days". Paul was domiciled at the GMF on tour-1 where he served as steward and chief steward. However, that was not where he really showed his talent; it was as an arbitration advocate.
Many brothers and sisters know of Paul’s accomplishments to fight for a better workplace for every brother and sister - all crafts in all unions. Paul was a leading arbitration advocate and the local never hesitated to call on him to arbitrate the most complex issues in our industry.
Paul was a student of the contract and had a demeanor that often disarmed management at every level. He always had a smile at work and truly enjoyed his work for American Postal Workers Union and the United States Postal Service.
Brothers and sisters, Paul Byrne was so much more than a postal worker and union officer. He was a kind and gentle son - husband - father - uncle, and all things in between. His faith was unmoving and he carried his faith in God until he drew his last breath.
Those of us in attendance at Paul’s Funeral Mass could not help but be moved because of the multitude of family and friends that came to say good bye to a man who left his family and friends much too early.
Paul’s wonderful wife, Betty Lou, works in the Norwood Post Office and like millions of American families, they both worked full time to provide the best possible life for their children and they succeeded to the highest order.
Ask anyone who knew Paul and they will tell you he was a man who really and truly lived his life as a Christian, always seeing the good in people, always in a positive manner. The contributions that Paul Byrne has left us are far too many to ever try to speak of. The mark of a good person, I believe, is how they are remembered in life. Paul will always be thought of in the finest terms because he did represent the good in all of us.
May God Bless Paul’s soul, his dedicated and devoted wife and children and his family and friends. Paul was only in his early 50s when he was called home, and the question that is as old as humanity and will never be answered, at least not to anyone’s satisfaction, is why are people such as this fine brother taken before they are allowed to experience the entire life cycle as intended by the Lord. I know it’s only selfishness that drives this concern due to the human bond that ties one and all on this crazy planet to each other.
May the Lord be with the family of Paul and Betty Lou Byrne to comfort them as they struggle to come to terms with the loss of a good and wonderful man.
Rest in Peace, Brother Byrne.
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PRESIDENT’S REPORT
As we fast approach the end of this year of uncertainty we, as postal workers and members of American Postal Workers Union (and sadly those who are not), have seen our pay increase by more than $3,000.00 in this year alone. The upgrade and two COLAs, the second one record-setting, have afforded our members continued financial stability in all areas of our contract, whether it’s health benefits, annuity . . . you name it. Our wages are increasing!
You know full well it is due to you and the contributions from your paycheck that made this reality. Now if you speak with anyone in management, they will paint a picture of the United States Postal Service in bankruptcy. Everywhere you go, that’s all they talk about - - how bad things are. The answer to this financial dilemma, most of it caused by "the fools on the hill at L’Enfant Plaza", is to take our National Agreement and all local contracts and throw them in the trash, violate the contract at every turn, change Article 8 overtime rules at will, continue to do our work at a lightning pace, and force as many as they can to leave the United States Postal Service voluntarily or otherwise.
It is disingenuous to cry poor mouth while you spend money like you print it. One just has to look at the hundreds of millions of dollars they spent on the FSS machines, with a deal in place to buy hundreds more.
Okay, why don’t we ask the obvious question which, no doubt, has been raised only 3 million other times, other than in this column. If there’s no mail, and that’s all we hear, and the payroll is way too heavy, why in the heck do you keep buying such equipment? If your "doom and gloom" forecast is correct, we are almost out of business! The simple answer is "no accountability". I don’t care how many GAO Surveys are done, who in the heck is going to make the United States Postal Service deter from their agenda of selling off the United States Postal Service.
Is anyone listening to the scathing reports of how management is running us into the ground? The ever clear and present danger is the plot to weaken the four unions that represent all postal workers; and just how this deceitful and destructive plan is being carried out, you may ask. By disavowing your negotiated rights and giving benefits to those brothers and sisters who will knowingly violate the National Agreement for their personal gain. Most often, overtime is at the core of the violations.
The mind trick played on the unions is to cause chaos among those we represent. The idea that not supporting your union so you can personally gain at the expense of your brothers and sisters is working and must stop today if we are to weather the latest onslaught by those who would hurt us and our families.
Believe me, that is exactly how the White House is disconnecting us from one another. Make things so bad for you that all you think of is yourself and not your neighbor, and we are dangerously lulled into a coma. How else do we explain the pathetic mess America is in today? I’m sure we all see it. It appears there is a multitude just waiting to be led back to the promise that America once had for us all.
Brothers and sisters, in our life as working adults, your union is the vehicle that will protect you and lead the way to preserve the United States Postal Service. It is the Labor Movement that will bring back the American Dream for only this movement has the strength to pull us up by our boot straps.
Yes, the mail is dropping and doing so very quickly. However, we are seeing less and less mail for sorting, etc., because the knuckleheads at headquarters are farming out this mail to private sector operations. Don’t forget the huge discounts they get. So you can see they are trying their level best to sell us off to the private sector of America.
To help us fight the destruction of the United States Postal Service, we are asking every brother and sister to contact their legislators when things such as five-day delivery rears its ugly head or your mail is continually unnecessarily delayed due to short-staffing. Help us fight when they try to close rural post offices or contract out our work. "The squeaky wheel gets the oil!" Isn’t that the old adage?
Our sister union, N.A.L.C. (Letter Carriers), is now squarely in the sites of management for destruction, and we now more than ever should join hand in hand with the Mailhandlers and Rural Carriers to present a united front because we are the brothers and sisters who make the United States Postal Service the great organization it was meant to be.
Let us take a snapshot of how all phases of American Postal Workers Union are under attack. M.V.S. is waging a nationwide battle to save driving positions and mechanic positions which are outsourced at every turn.
Brothers and sisters, the inmates are truly running the asylum when American Postal Workers Union proves time and time again that utilizing M.V.S. brothers and sisters always saves the United States Postal Service money, and isn’t that what management alleges they are trying to do, while providing universal service? Don’t make my laugh!
We can’t stand by and just allow this to continue without everyone taking up the fight because we all have a huge stake in this industry. I would say we are delighted in the fact that the FSS operation will create many electronic technician and mechanic positions in our maintenance craft which is, no doubt, a welcomed relief.
Locally we are ready for arbitration for the "casual in lieu of" case in the maintenance craft. President Wayne Greenside has helped cultivate this case since its genesis with our late great brother, Bob Brennan. Hopefully we will get our day in court very soon. By the time you receive this issue of the Bostonian, our very first window clerk meeting will have taken place.
As I have stated to each craft president, we will gladly have meetings for any particular occupational group in any craft at any time so we can put forth a united fight on particularly important issues that are designed to take away jobs and careers, you can believe that. Boston Metro will also continue to have retirement seminars as often as is practicable.
I am really hoping that we as a local can come together and use all the talent we have to confront the battle we are in up to our necks, trying to save this most venerable Service. Our local is also beginning to have an auxiliary in our local.
I have national auxiliary president, Doris Poland, to speak at our union meeting in October. The auxiliary performs invaluable services for our brothers and sisters and their families and community. In line with this we are going to ensure that we do much m ore to help the families of brothers and sisters whose loved one is at war. Along with a host of new initiatives coming about in our local, we are confident American Postal Workers Union will continue to be the shining light in the United States Postal Service nationally and locally.
With your help it will come to pass that in the beginning of the 21st Century we, the men and women in American Postal Workers Union and sister unions, saved the United States Postal Service and the common thread that keeps us strong as a nation since our birth all those years ago.
Ben will sure as hell be proud!
GOD BLESS YOU AND THE U.S.A.!
FIGHT THE TYRANNY!
STAND UP FOR YOUR RIGHTS!
SUPPORT YOUR UNION!
THIS IS AMERICA!
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August 2008
IN MEMORIAM
BOB BRENNAN
A TRUE UNION SOLDIER
Brothers and Sisters,
American Postal Workers Union has provided me with the opportunity to be actively involved with thousands of issues directly related to you these past thirty years. These past few years has surely been filled with a host of emotions, both personally and professionally. I must say our great local has had our share of loss as too many brothers and sisters and their families have suffered devastating tragedy in their family. So it is once again as we deal with the sudden death of our great union brother, Bob Brennan, who served as Maintenance Craft President with distinction.
As many brothers and sisters knew, Bob was suffering with health concerns these past couple of years. Despite this fact, Bob kept working up until the day he just couldn’t perform his job the way he wanted. Bob had recently submitted for disability retirement due to his health issues.
During the past few months, he was making some positive strides health wise. That is why his sudden and tragic death took everyone in his life by surprise. Bob’s wonderful wife, Cindy, must carry on as a widow with three children. Cindy is one of us also as she works in the GMF on tour 2. Cindy always made sure that while at work, Bob was OK as she often had lunch in the stewards’ office with him.
Due to Bob’s physical condition, Cindy would drive Bob to the GMF daily and to union meetings. A better partner Bob could never have had. Her commitment to Bob was something to be seen as she dealt with his physical ailments 24/7, and never complained - - not ever!
Let me tell the membership the measure of Bob Brennan’s character. He was a man of faith to the highest order. He was also a man who loved his union and always supported the officers because, as he always said, I’m a soldier, I’ll do whatever my president wants. Bob always crossed craft lines as he knew of the importance of solidarity within our three great crafts. He spearheaded our fight with the FMLA, and always assisted his brothers and sisters in all crafts to ensure they were protected with this great law.
Safety and health were issues that Bob held near and dear to him as he was relentless in fighting management in every meeting he attended, to make damn sure the safety of his brothers and sisters was always in the forefront. His expertise in this arena was a mainstay in Boston Metro’s agenda of ensuring the United States Postal Service provided a safe environment for us all, especially in the age of bio-terrorism.
Bob was a man of strong conviction in everything he did. His council was always sought by me as Director Industrial Relations and General President. Now please understand Bob was also a man who would lock horns with you if he believed he was right. Many times I found myself in heated battle with Bob on a myriad of issues. However, he never took a position that would in any way hurt his union.
We promise that Bob’s many family and friends will always ensure Cindy and the family will be looked after. Cindy has always been a strong supporter of our local, and we will always be there for her just as she has been for us her entire career.
The past few years has seen the loss of family and friends at an alarming rate for me and for the membership. No matter what the circumstances may be, it is nevertheless loss that we are left to deal with.
It appears that most of the losses are brothers and sisters who left us too early, and I guess that is truly what hurts sometimes the most as we try and deal with sudden loss of a close friend or loved one. No one can tell me these types of sorrow makes us stronger; it just doesn’t. The old adage, "What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger", just wasn’t meant for sudden deaths or any death of someone close. If anything, I believe, when one goes through this sorrow, you lose a piece of yourself - just how much depends on the individual psyche.
Bob Brennan was one of those rare individuals who was literally and figuratively larger than life! His sense of humor was up there with the best, never missing a chance to rag our Director of Industrial Relations, Paul Kilduff - - the "Yankee" fan in our midst. Bob loved to stir things up in the stewards’ office, but that is how he initiated dialogue on many union issues.
It is important that the brothers and sisters in our local know of the key contributions Brother Brennan gave to us all, and not just with union matters. He made me feel stronger with my faith as I saw how his faith was always unwavering up until he was taken from us. As Paul Kilduff says, Bob always told him God has a plan for him. We just didn’t realize he was needed elsewhere so soon.
Bob Brennan was laid to rest on a warm June day just as our late great former General President, Matt Bowen, was two years earlier. Couldn’t help but think of Scott Miller the day we buried Bob. I know Bob’s family that is in heaven is smiling down on his family and friends, along with Matt, Scott and a host of wonderful brothers and sisters who I was lucky enough to call friends, who have gone on to their reward while we are left to try and carry on.
God Bless a wonderful husband, father, son and great union brother whose likes don’t come along too often. Your brothers and sisters in the American Postal Workers Union promise to always protect Cindy and your beautiful children as we carry on with the fondest memories of a brother who truly marched to the beat of his own drum.
May God Bless a "Keeper of the Flame" for this great local -
An American Union Soldier if there ever was one!
Brother Bob Brennan, Rest in Peace.
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AMERICA’S IN TROUBLE –
SHE NEEDS LABOR MORE THAN EVER!
If the employer believes that their agenda of throwing our National Agreement in the trash, putting in place staffing designed to disrupt our lives, blatant threats of reprisal for engaging in a protected activity, and the like will only be challenged through the grievance/arbitration procedure, they are sadly mistaken. It’s about attitude - - plain and simple!
As an employee in the United States Postal Service, I am hoping we as union members will do what the late great actor, Peter Finch, said in the movie, "Network". "I’m mad as hell and I’m not going to take it anymore!"
Every action taken by management affects all members - no matter what craft. Most often the effect is negative.
We need your help to fight the dragon. We just can’t do it alone. Of that, there is no doubt. Until the membership mobilizes to protect our negotiated rights, management will continue their aggressive actions against us all. We all realize management never has their feet to the fire when they violate our rights every minute. The only way to combat their attacks is to ensure when your contract is violated, you react by seeing your steward and file that grievance. Standing on the sidelines will surely weaken our goal in obtaining equality on the workroom floor.
How much more crap will we allow to be thrown at us before we stand up and take back the workroom floor? The union is only as strong as its membership, and management knows this reality. Look around. The workplace is becoming more and more unstable as craft employees wait for the shoe to drop in the form of unnecessary abolishing of positions daily and the daily harassment we must endure with the almighty supervisor.
Brothers and sisters, management is going to deny, misinterpret and, all in all, do all in their power to weaken our National Agreement. That’s nothing new! What is new, however, is the lightning pace in which they are doing so.
Our economy is now very weak and getting weaker by the day. Everyone can see what is happening in America, what with the soaring gas prices along with everything else. It’s no secret that our mail volume is very low with no signs of marked improvement.
Once again the assault is on for taking away six day delivery due to the sagging economy. We can only hope that it dies a quick death as there isn’t a need to have a knee-jerk reaction to economic woes by hurting the most venerable government agency in America today.
American Postal Workers Union, along with our sister unions, has a tremendous task before us – Save the United States Postal Service from itself! More and more we see the employer directing the public from the Post Office to other alternatives, i.e. the internet, APCs, etc. They want the revenue; they just don’t want us to be the ones getting it from Mr. & Mrs. America.
Boston Metro A.P.W.U. is geared for the long term battle these next three years. There is a renewed sense of purpose today. Recently Director Industrial Relations, Paul Kilduff, trained twelve new stewards, which is absolutely awesome as brothers and sisters are taking more of an active role. That is a good start to turn the tide.
Look, brothers and sisters, the issues of today will be here tomorrow and the next day. It is our mission to confront all the insanity 24/7, and never stop or ever give up because it sometimes appears that we aren’t making headway, but we are.
Our wages are still growing and our benefits are increasing. The fly in the ointment is the daily violation of work rules. Despite all the concerns we face daily, we are not throwing our hands up in any fashion. If anything, the issues of today only embolden us to fight for what we have fought long and hard for. There will be no backsliding!
Plans are now being put into effect for our brother and sister window clerks. We will be leafleting post offices to make the public aware of what is going on in our industry. The public will know it is management who is plotting the demise of the United States Postal Service, and that our brother and sister window clerks are working tirelessly to serve the public. This will have been initiated by the time you read this article. The most egregious assault of late upon the United States Postal Service worker is the "Going Postal" stores. American Postal Workers Union is mounting an all out attack against the employer for this humiliating display.
The American public knows that you are doing great work despite the employer selling off this industry daily.
Management continues to pay us countless thousands of dollars for not performing any work due to the childish violations of our Collective Bargaining Agreement, but they don’t care. They will pay for these violations rather than hire a career employee.
If I were the CEO for the Boston District and I was informed that untold thousands were given to the workforce for nothing, I’d fire every manager in the city. However, it’s not their money; just get out what mail we have left on time.
Other business . . .
I, along with the full time officers and stewards are dedicated to protecting everyone in American Postal Workers Union in all matters regarding employment and beyond if requested by you, the lifeblood of American Postal Workers Union. Hey, we have been through tough times before and we have not only survived, we have prospered and we will continue to do so. It won’t be an easy road to travel, however we are the union, the might mighty union, and we will win the day because we are the good guys and girls. We wear the white hats. Please don’t ever forget that American reality!
GOD BLESS YOU AND THE U.S.A.!
FIGHT THE TYRANNY!
STAND UP FOR YOUR RIGHTS!
SUPPORT YOUR UNION!
THIS IS AMERICA!
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BILL HOGAN - LABOR GIANT - PASSES AWAY
Once again our local has lost one of our own. Former Area ’020 Vice President, Bill Hogan, passed away a few weeks ago. Many brothers and sisters did not know that Bill was the president of the Stoughton Local in the ’80s, and was the first president to merge with Boston Metro from the ’020 area.
Bill was legendary in the Labor Movement throughout the State of Massachusetts. He was very involved with the State AFL-CIO. Through his leadership, many brothers and sisters have prospered whether it was in the American Postal Workers Union or many other labor unions in our City and State.
We were lucky to have such a friend and brother among us for these past decades. He was a true union brother who could always be counted on to represent everyone to the highest order. I attended many rallies and conventions with Bill and his knowledge of labor issues was virtually inexhaustible as was his friendship.
I personally gained much experience under his guidance as I learned about AFL-CIO issues and their importance to the American working family. Bill opened the door for me and many brothers and sisters in our local to the AFL-CIO. I am lucky to be on the Executive Board of the Greater Boston Labor Council (GBLC). Bill also has helped me greatly with this great organization and the brothers and sisters who are affiliated with the GBLC will all miss Brother Hogan, of that I am sure!
Bill was as tough as they come as a union soldier. It didn’t take much for him to lose his temper with management, and also with me, for that matter. He was a generous man in everything he did as an officer and brother. There is no doubt that many officers and stewards in our local and locals throughout our State benefitted from his knowledge of the National Agreement and labor issues in many areas. Like many brothers and sisters that have unfortunately gone before him, Brother Bill Hogan passed away many years before his time and that is what truly hurts his family and friends.
Our sorrow has no words to try and illustrate the make-up of Bill Hogan. This type of man only passes us once in a lifetime, and for the time we had with him, we are eternally grateful.
We hope that the coming weeks and months give solace and some comfort to Bill’s wife, Lori, and their wonderful children. Our mortality is ever present as we continue to bury one of our own much more often than should be.
Rest in Peace, Bill, and God Bless you and your family. We will never ever forget your contributions to American Postal Workers Union and the American Labor Movement.
Yours in Union Solidarity,
Moe Lepore, General President
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PRESIDENT'S REPORT
DECEMBER 2007 BOSTONIAN
"A MIRACLE ON . . . ANY STREET, U.S.A."
My brothers and sisters, preparing to write this year’s Christmas article has been a bit of a struggle for me. As usual, my life is quite hectic - both personally and professionally. The personal side has been a bit overwhelming due to the many friends and co-workers who have passed since last Christmas.
As has been stated before, the thought of lamenting the injustice and all the ills of the universe and its inhabitants will not be tolerated here today. Not much to jump onto tables and shout on high about, but as you long suffering readers of my articles know, no Post Office stuff - - just good Christmas thoughts (and thank you for taking the time to read my ramblings).
OK, please, once again I implore you to take a respite from your arduous schedule even if only for a few moments, and put down your trials and tribulations that permeate our daily existence. This time of year has a feel all its own, don’t you think? We really can’t point to one tangible deed or exhibition, however the atmosphere is almost electric. So with this spirit in mind I was struck with a thought as I pondered where I’m at at age 60. There are events that are not discernible in practical terms by any stretch, yet appear to manifest throughout the year - - miracles, which is defined as follows, "a surprising and welcome event that is not explicable by natural or scientific laws and is, therefore, considered to be the work of a divine agency".
All too often we (especially me) often use this word so much that we dull the actual meaning - not meaning to, but it happens. For example, "it’s a miracle we won the game", "If that person doesn’t get fired, it will be a miracle" - sound familiar?
Throughout recorded history many events of a divine nature, if you will, have manifested in one form or another. Christmas appears to me to be the time of the year whereby we witness these events more than any other time of the year. That’s no revelation, pardon the pun, aside from the trappings that come with the Christmas Season, it is a religious time for multitudes even though material things appear at the forefront.
Surely there have been events you and I have heard or read about, or hopefully witnessed, that defy logic and are deemed to be "miracles". Case in point, there is this window at Milton Hospital that certainly seems to depict the Virgin Mary. Flowers are left there almost every day. Perhaps coincidence. Now I know there are people trying to make a buck on such depictions like pictures of the Lord on a waffle, etc. That surely is a stretch as we often see these types of stories throughout America.
Please allow me to share a brief story I’m sure you may have heard about recently, and you decide for yourself. There is a part of the United States in the Midwest called Tornado Alley. Perhaps you have heard of this as this type of event is not isolated. As the story goes, this part of the U.S.A. was once again ravaged with tornado after tornado, sometimes hundreds hit in one day. Anyway, one of the ill fated towns that was hit with a devastating tornado is where this divine event took place.
A young mother was holding her two year old daughter in her arms as the tornado hit her home, blowing it away in a second. As this young mother is battered and literally blown out of her home as it collapses around her, her daughter is ripped from her arms - you know where I’m going with this, I’m sure. After this monster storm exits this town, leaving her home and neighborhood in shambles, this panic stricken young mother frantically searches for her baby - no doubt expecting the worst. Some hours later rescue workers searching through the rubble that was once a vibrant neighborhood, desperately looking for survivors in this carnage, found this cherub under cement and steel debris. She was alive and not injured - covered in mud.
Brothers and sisters, this baby is hurtled through the air amidst a tornado, mind you, and deposited beneath this brick and mortar, and unscathed minus a few bumps and bruises and covered in mud. It is my belief that the Lord protected this baby, perhaps with a Guardian Angel, from a horrific fate.
Now I ask, brothers and sisters, what other explanation is plausible? Think of everything and I bet you will draw the same conclusion. The point is there truly are divine forces at work on this mortal coil, and Christmas brings this to the forefront to me each Holiday Season. My belief, which I do not force upon anyone, is God performed this miracle. These events take many forms.
Perhaps our late great brother, Scott Miller, was here for such an event when he and brother John Ward literally brought our brother, mailhandler John Hoban, back to life when they administered CPR and used a defibrillator to start his heart again. Perhaps he and John were destined to perform a miracle. Remember, the EMTs said that without their heroic intervention, brother Hoban would never have made it. Miracles do exist - even in the United States Postal Service. And this type of miracle happens always. Had they delayed even for a couple of seconds, it would have been too late. Well, I guess the mysteries of life confound us all as we live the best possible life given to us.
Christmas is a time for miracles, brothers and sisters, make no mistake about it. It inspires me to be a better man and Christian because there is hope for us all no matter how dire circumstances seem to be in all corners of this veil of tears. Who knows, you certainly may be a miracle to someone for a deed you have performed.
During your life I would guess that you or someone you know has experienced divine intervention (angels are everywhere). How do we explain the unexplainable? It comes down to faith, doesn’t it? Please don’t tell me that David Copperfield or Chris Angel can pull this stuff off. In my heart of hearts these miracles are signs from God that there is a lot going on - much more than we mere mortals can comprehend.
The state of the World today makes me think we need divine intervention more than ever as we continue to make a cesspool of our planet and the never ending man’s inhumanity to man. Good always outweighs evil. That is why in my belief we will get through these trying times and thank the Lord Christmas is upon us.
I harken back to a dark day in America’s history - September 11, 2001. As the destruction of the World Trade Center unfolded in seconds, two distinct happenings took place that defy human logic. The first is the stairway that remained intact as the remnants of these towers lay in ruins all around this small structure of maybe 15 steps. Huddled there were a few pedestrians and a couple of heroic firefighters unscathed. I’m sure you saw those pictures. Luck, I don’t think so, millions of tons of steel and concrete crashed down upon them and they were spared.
The second and most prophetic are the steel beams that were found shaped like a cross. I went to this site during the Christmas Season of ’01 and believe me, brothers and sisters, it was to me awe-inspiring and lifted my faith more than ever in my life. The cross is still there. This, I truly believe, was a sign from the Lord. Sure, many can say coincidence, etc.; I choose, as many like me, to believe it’s much more. These are miracles. Amidst this unbelievable horror arose many stories of heroics, yet these two stories will forever remain as something not explainable to our consciousness.
I bet if you look back in your life there is some event that can’t be explained in human terms that may surely be a divine event. At least, I hope so.
Hopefully we can heal one another and try to give fellowship to one and all. After all, every one of us has it in us. Can’t wait for Christmas Eve (magic time)! May every brother and sister enjoy this Christmas Season and good health, no matter how you celebrate this season. Well, I hope I lifted your spirits a bit - gotta go now! Trying to quit smoking. If I do, it will be a miracle!
GOD BLESS YOU AND THE U.S.A.!
FIGHT THE TYRANNY!
STAND UP FOR YOUR RIGHTS!
SUPPORT YOUR UNION!
THIS IS AMERICA!
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Moe Lepore
IN MEMORIAM
SCOTT MILLER
"OUR BROTHER IN ARMS"
This life that we live is a mystery, to be sure. Our lives are filled with raw emotions - some good, some very bad, and each and every brother and sister has had to suffer tragedies in their life. When they do occur, we do our best to carry on. With the help of our families and friends, we are able to somehow carry on, but not without paying a heavy price as our heart and soul are weighed down with profound sadness and irretrievable loss. So it is with the sudden and horrific death of our "brother in arms", Scott Miller.
Friday evening, August 25, 2006, I was at home having just had dinner, when I received the worst possible news. Our Chief Steward on tour-3 in the GMF, Bob Keough, called me and upon hearing his voice, I knew something was wrong - - very wrong. Bob’s voice cracked as he told me the devastating news that our union brother and very close friend, Scott Miller, had passed away suddenly.
Upon hearing this horrible news, I became upset as I tried to come to grips with what Bobby had just said. I remember thinking that this just could not be true - not Scotty Miller - no way! My God, he was but 46 years old.
I know everyone in our local is offering their sincerest condolences and sympathies to Scott’s family, especially to his great father, Jack, and his young son, Mathew.
The brothers and sisters who work in the Flat Section, where Scott was the steward, are heartbroken as they truly loved Scott as a brother. The outpouring of love for Scott was overwhelming in this section and throughout the entire local.
Our local has suffered a tragic loss of one of our own once again. Anyone who knew our brother, and there area great many in our union, knew Scott was as dedicated and passionate a man as anyone in the American Postal Workers Union ever was or ever will be!
I’m finding it quite difficult and hard to believe I’m writing about this heartbreak. After all, Scott was a wonderful union brother and very close friend. This is a stunning shock for all of us who knew and loved Scott Miller.
The day before Scott passed away, he attended our Executive Board meeting at the hall and worked his tour-3 shift that evening. There weren’t any signs of health concerns for Scott. He was as strong as a rock.
Scott’s young son, Mathew, was his life. Mathew meant everything to him. Scotty often took him to various union functions. Our annual Childrens Christmas Party was attended by Scott and Mathew since his son was an infant.
To my chagrin, I personally know what Mathew is going through, and what he will be confronted with in the future since his awesome Dad was taken from him while in the prime of his life. Mathew’s wonderful Mom, Denise, will ensure that he is comforted and protected as he grows up, of that there is no doubt.
As our brother, Jeff Baird, said to Mathew at Scott’s home the day we buried Scott, he should always remember that he has hundreds of "aunts and uncles" in the American Postal Workers Union who will always be there for him. Jeff reminded Mathew that his Dad was a hero to many of us. This brought a modest smile from our young brother. Scott Miller was a kind and loving father whose #1 concern in his life was Mathew.
Several weeks ago, Scott and I were talking about how proud Mathew was of him when he, along with brother John Ward and the assistance of the MERT, saved our mailhandler union brother John Hoban’s life in the GMF. Scott was so happy that he was in a position to help save our union brother.
Life, as we all know too well, can be cruel as "tomorrow isn’t promised to anyone". I guess what weighs on us all quite heavily is that there wasn’t anyone with Scott at his moment of life and death to save him. The Lord knows, his Dad and family and friends would have moved Heaven and Earth to save Scott if we could.
Scott’s chances for survival would no doubt have been significantly higher had he been stricken at work, solely due to the MERT which we all know he was one of its leaders. This isn’t right, no matter what is said. Many of us must rely on our faith as we try to understand why our brother is no longer with his family and friends.
We first met Scott in the mid-1980s. Any one of his friends would tell you that he was as sharp as anyone. His expertise in contract matters was impressive, especially with FMLA. Scott protected countless members in all areas of our contract, whether it was in arbitration or on the workroom floor, and did so with class and integrity always. His knowledge of FMLA was unmatched as was his love for his family and friends and A.P.W.U.
Scott was also a brother’s brother, who you could count on at work and in private life. At this year’s National Convention, Scott was very active and excited with the prospect of getting the RI-399 fight to the forefront of the Convention. Scott spoke in front of thousands of clerks on this issue. He was the co-author of this resolution, along with steward and officer, David Chandler. The national union’s stance on this issue has changed dramatically due in large part to Scott’s contribution to A.P.W.U.
Whenever I needed an important issue to be addressed in the grievance procedure that affected hundreds, if not thousands of members, I often went to Scott, knowing he would put forth a tremendous effort; but that was our Scott Miller.
Scott was quite often the calming influence in our local. He always seemed to mediate disputes with his art of seeing both sides of every issue. He was a gentleman’s gentleman. All of us who loved Scott are forced to carry on without him in our lives, which will be a monumental task.
Many brothers and sisters reading this story have Scott to thank for his dedication to protect them and their families. I write this story as one of many who is nursing a broken heart as we deal with the sudden departure of Brother Miller from this "Veil of Tears". I know I’m rambling a bit trying to put to writing cogent thoughts. The truth be told, our local will never be the same. Scott’s family and friends were dealt the cruelest blow of all.
No longer will I have the luxury of calling my brother with a concern that I know will be handled with the utmost integrity for his union. That infectious smile he wore every day will linger on in my mind’s eye forever. His union brothers who worked with Scott on tour-3 are completely at a loss. Seeing these brothers breaking down this week is a sign of how much this great brother was loved by his boys.
In closing, Scott Miller left his mark here on Earth as a guy you couldn’t help but gravitate to due to his kindness and fun loving spirit. I know his long time brothers in the American Postal Workers Union don’t corner the market on this heartache, however we were as close as brothers could be. His legacy will be that of a kind and loving man whose intelligence and class that guided many will live on within our hearts for time immemorial.
Scott’s crowning achievment in this life was not as a unionist in America - not by a long shot. Anyone privileged to know him will say in unison. He was first a great son and a loving father to Mathew and an anchor for his wonderful family. This gentle soul will no doubt receive top priority as he enters the Gates of Heaven, and I’m sure he will be wearing an A.P.W.U. shirt and a smile bigger than the Boston GMF, where he left his mark after twenty years of protecting his brothers and sisters.
Rest in Peace, Scott. We love you!
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