Give Some One A Chance

When I was working back in 1953. I told the boss to hire a young man who was applying for a job as a prentice printer. This was a printing plant and they printed primarily circulars, now called flyers, mainly for food stores and some pharmacies. They did not print wedding invitations or stationery etc. They specialized as doctors now do in one subject.

The boss liked the man he was interviewing, but he had one thing against him- he was Jewish. The reason being that he would leave in a few years and start his own printing establishment.

I, as only 23 years old and already an assistant to the CEO there, a man called Meyer and I said to him shame on you, you are Jewish yourself and you and your buddies just founded a new house of worship in our neighborhood. How can you not give a guy a chance.

He listened to this young woman, me and he hired him and he stayed for 40 years rising to becoming a well liked, competent employee. He liked me and we became platonic friends because he was engaged to be married.

He gave my number to his friend and our date lasted about 30 minutes and I did not like him. He in turn, a few weeks later gave my number to someone he knew and he told him that I looked easy because I was sexy and had a blonde streak in my hair. I was ahead of the times getting that golden piece of hair in my dark hair and it cost a lot of money then five dollars.

So he called me 3 times before I accepted his asking for a date. My mother urged me to give him a chance and so I did.

Here we are now, married 56 years, 2 children and their spouses, 4 grandchildren and still are super seniors, sexy, smart and I am a ballroom dancer with 58 trophies and medals and he does social dancing and I had a pro partner.

The moral of this story, always give someone a chance. You never know where it will lead you. It can be a blessing in your life forever.

Elita Sohmer Clayman Fairfax Station Patch