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John Gilgun
writes: “I had shit jobs until the fall of 1960. I define shit jobs as
jobs a person cares nothing about except for the money—always minimum
wage and sometimes with tips in my case—and from which you are always
fired. I was always fired. In 1960, a miracle happened. I was offered a job
as a college teacher. Teaching was so wonderful that I did it for thirty-nine
years until I had to retire because I was going deaf and couldn’t hear
my students. From busboy to college professor: that’s my bio. I taught
at working-class colleges (except for my four years at Drake University in
the sixties), and I taught working-class kids like myself who were in college
because they hoped that with a degree they could escape the shit jobs from
which they were also always fired. In those thirty-nine years I published six
books, including Music I Never Dreamed
Of (Amethyst, 1989) and Your Buddy
Misses You (Three Phase, 1995) and hundreds of stories, poems, and essays
in little magazines.”
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