Vern Bickford, and Red Barrett.) He worked in the airline business for several years before his job was abolished at which time he went to work at the Massachusetts Correctional Institute in Bridgewater, Massachusetts where he was the Recreation Officer in the convicted felon and drug addict unit until retiring in 1984. After retiring from the Corrections Department he worked part-time as the Coordinator of the Senior Center at Massasoit Community College. He suffered from coronary artery disease. Had a triple by-pass in 1985 and died from lung cancer at the age of 81.
I think of my Dad, hell, I talk to him most every day. Knowing he’s an angel watching over me and my family gives me a sense of comfort. Although it’s been 14 years, I still reach for the phone to call him when I want advice and especially when the world doesn’t make sense to me. It’s funny, no matter how old you are, there are times when you just want your Dad to tell you ‘it’s all going to be OK.’
I don’t remember exactly when he gave me this poem but I look at it when I need a reminder of what and who is important. Integrity and honesty are 2 of my core values which is why this poem speaks so loudly to me. Maybe you’ll find it helpful too.
The Guy in the Glass
When you get what you want in your struggle for wealth
Just go to a mirror and look at yourself,
And see what that man has to say.For it isn’t your father or mother or wife,
Who judgment upon you must pass;
The fellow whose verdict counts most in your life
Is the one staring back from the glass.He’s the fellow to please, never mind all the rest.
For he’s with you clear up to the end,
And you’ve passed the most dangerous, difficult test
If the man in the glass is your friend.You may be like Jack Horner and “chisel” a plum,
And think you’re a wonderful guy,
But the man in the glass says you’re only a bum
If you can’t look him straight in the eye.You may fool the whole world down the pathway of years.
And get pats on the back as you pass,
But your final reward will be heartache and tears
If you’ve cheated the man in the glass.Dale Wimbrow (c) 1934