After her campaign for president, Hillary Clinton was famous for saying that, although she didn't win, she "helped put 18 million cracks in the glass ceiling."
Let's talk about three "crack makers" in our own area. Two are gone, but one is very much still with us.
Nan Nichols passed away July 28, at the age of 97. Nan worked for The Daily Star decades ago as a reporter and photographer. She was from Sidney, so of course I knew her.
Nan came to the newspaper business late in life. And at a time when it was rare to see a woman, in high heels and business suit no less, taking photographs at a house fire or crime scene. Her human-interest stories were followed by a legion of readers. She was a class act and was certainly a pioneer in journalism, at least in our region.
Dorothy Sampson Smith Rudkin died on Aug. 9. Her life was surrounded by fame and fortune. Despite the fact that her own direct family tree included a U.S. comptroller general, a founding partner of Standard Oil, a heroic U.S. Navy admiral and the surgeon general of the Confederate States of America, "Dotsie" carved out her own fame as an accomplished sports enthusiast, artist and international social gadfly.
She was the first woman admitted into the Automobile Racing Club of America and at the time of her death she belonged to more yacht clubs, art clubs, hunt clubs, racing clubs and country clubs than you could shake a stick at. Her life, deeply rooted in Cooperstown, indeed, was a "life fully lived."
Florence Loomis is still with us and made her "crack in the glass ceiling" nearly 30 years ago. "Flo" attended SUNY Oneonta and after graduation inherited a little money and bought a farm in the Mount Vision area (she still lives there). "Flo's Farm" was a pretty freewheeling place.
"Yes, I was a hippie," she chuckled. "And many of my hippie friends would end up staying there with me for a time."
As the "Age of Aquarius" faded, Flo needed to find steady work and saw an ad for a truck driver with New York State Electric and Gas.
"I certainly had never driven a truck before," she said with a laugh. "But I was up for almost anything in those days."
Flo got the job, much to the amazement of the men working in her department.
"I did meet a lot of resistance from the guys in those days. After all, a woman had never worked as a truck mechanic or driver with them before."
One man in particular took Flo under his wing.
"Fred Irvin," she said. "He helped me greatly. Showed me how to lift heavy things and figure out engines and such. Fred was a great guy and I remember him fondly."
Her starting pay in the NYSEG garage was $4 per hour.
"I needed a little more money, so I saw a job posting for a lineman. I went for it."
Flo remembers the slights and obstacles along the way to her becoming the very first female lineman to climb a pole for NYSEG. They were subtle, but they were unmistakable. At least to her.
"I remember that every six months we had to take a test to continue on as a lineman. The tests were sent up from Binghamton. I would cram for those tests for a week straight, and then on the day of the test only 19 tests would show up for the 20 of us. Guess whose test was always missing? Yes, mine."
Once up on the pole, and making a heady $5.95 an hour, Flo gradually gained the respect and friendship of her male counterparts.
"Soon we were all working together as a great team. Once we got called up to put new electrical poles throughout the Adirondack Mountains. Because it was 'forever wild' we had to do things differently, the hard way. We were up there in those mountains for months.
"Dangerous, too. Dynamiting holes into the rocks, dropping poles down from helicopters. Terrible weather, and such. They put us up in a sleazy motel, a campground and an old rented house for the whole time. Me and all the guys. As I look back now, what great fun we had. And we came in under budget!"
Flo retired from NYSEG in 2002 after 30 years. Now she's back at "Flo's Farm." I asked her if, like "Rosie the Riveter," she felt like "Flo the Lineman."
"Well, I never thought about it like that," she said, laughing. "But really, I always go back to my mother. She inspired me in so many ways and she always said if I wanted to do something, anything, I should just go for it with great energy. I guess I never thought of myself as a girl. I just wanted a job!"
And that job took Flo to the top of the pole. Right up to the glass ceiling.
I'll catch you in two ...
'Big Chuck' D'Imperio can be heard on weekdays beginning at 6 a.m. on WDOS-AM 730 in Oneonta, and also on Thursday nights from 7-9 p.m. on WSRK-FM 103.9 for his "Oldies Jukebox Show." You can find "Big Chuck" on Facebook under Upstate New York Books. He invites you to contact him at wdosbigchuck@aol.com. His columns can be found at www.thedailystar.com/bigchuck. You can find "Big Chuck" on Facebook under Upstate New York Books.
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I Was Just Thinking: Area had its fair share of female 'crack makers'
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George Wallace gives us the 'one-finger salute'
This is Black History Month. I regret that I was never involved in the Civil Rights movement.
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When delivering papers was all in a day's work
I walk to work in the morning. Shortly after 5 a.m.
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Readers who write get a little feedback
Well, it's that regular interval where we stop for a minute and take a look at some of the offerings from the mailbag over the last six months. And it has been busy. And please, do not hesitate to drop me a line if something stirs you in one of my columns.
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I Was Just Thinking: Inventors, writers and others pass on in 2011
Plenty of ink was spilled this year reporting on the passage of such giants as Steve Jobs, Andy Rooney, Elizabeth Taylor and a couple of baddies named bin Laden and Gadhafi. But let's take a peek behind the final curtain and see who else merits a tip of the hat.
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I Was Just Thinking: Stella turned me into a pet person
I never really understood being a "pet person." I just didn't get it. My wife, however, is incomplete without a pet. When I met her, she was in the waning days of a relationship with her dog, "Jake," who was a venerable elder presence in the house until she passed away many dog years beyond her typical span.
- Monday, December 5, 2011
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I Was Just Thinking: Waiting for a friendly wave that never came
My earliest recollection of taking a train ride was when my dad would take me and my brother Jim and sister Fran on the train from Sidney down to the Afton Fair. Mom would greet us at the crossings along the way with a baby in her arms and a big wave to the four of us.
- Monday, November 21, 2011
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I Was Just Thinking: Local youngster created amazing tribute to veterans
When I think of veterans, I often think of the older ones who fought in World War II. I honor all vets from all wars, but as my radio listeners know, I just love to hear stories from the old warriors of the Greatest Generation.
- Monday, November 7, 2011
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I Was Just Thinking: Remembering my small glimpse of the Cuban Missle Crisis
I read recently in a newspaper that the U.S. was beginning a "year-long observance of the 50th anniversary of the Cuban Missile Crisis, culminating in October 2012." Fifty years? I'd been following the crisis on TV as my mom and dad fretted over the news being presented by the dour-faced men in gray business suits who gave us the news each night on our brand-new Zenith television set.
- Monday, October 24, 2011
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I Was Just Thinking: A remote-controlled cooler sounds enticing
Here they come! I am ready to gird myself against the onslaught of junk mail that is starting to roll in for the holidays already. I do not buy from catalogs. Never have. Don't even read them. North Face? L.L. Bean? Omaha Steaks? Vermont Country Store? No thanks. Except for one.
- Monday, October 10, 2011
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I Was Just Thinking: I never took a hike in my life; would do it again
"Take a hike!" That is what my father used to tell me when he'd had enough of my smart talk as a kid. Unfortunately, I never took that hike. In fact, I don't think I've ever hiked in my life, either formally or informally.
- Monday, September 26, 2011
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I Was Just Thinking: Local traffic's got nothing on LA
I will never complain about traffic again. I just got back from a wonderful vacation with my daughter, Frances, in Los Angeles. I had lived there many years (and a million people) ago. While I was there from 1974 to 1980, I saw this exciting and vibrant city through the eyes of a longhaired wanderer. It was great.
- Saturday, September 10, 2011
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I Was Just Thinking: 9/11 is behind us but we'll never be the same
Since the horror of Sept. 11, 2001 is now a decade in the past, many will use this as a time to reflect on how our nation has changed since my generation's Pearl Harbor was visited upon our country.
- Saturday, September 3, 2011
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I Was Just Thinking: 'Radioathon' was about more than just donations; it meant love, sharing
Over the years I have been involved with many fundraising efforts at our radio stations. As far back as the Oklahoma City bombing in 1995. We raised a thousand dollars in change and turned Main Street Oneonta into one large collection bucket.
- Monday, August 29, 2011
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I Was Just Thinking: No mystery about good works done by PEO
I get a lot of requests for speaking engagements. A lot. Most of the time I actually know who the audience will be. I've addressed more than 50 historical societies, dozens of reading groups, several museum groups and enough Rotary and Kiwanis luncheons to make me feel like the Toastmaster General of the U.S.
- Monday, August 15, 2011
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I Was Just Thinking: Back-to-school used to be a simpler affair
Have you seen the "back-to-school" sales now going on in stores? Ahem, hello? It's still summer! Which got me to thinking about back-to-school shopping when I was a kid in the 1950s. The list seems almost infantile by today's standards.
- Monday, August 1, 2011
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I Was Just Thinking: Messages from the (virtual) mailbag
Well, it's mail call time again. Every six months I like to recap some of the correspondence I have received from readers. I welcome any and all emails!
- Monday, July 18, 2011
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I Was Just Thinking: St. Mary's was part of Oneonta life
One of the longest-running chapters of Oneonta history just came to an end. Officially.
- Tuesday, July 5, 2011
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I Was Just Thinking: Small-town memories have universal appeal
This Friday, July 8, I will be presenting my one-man show, "My Town is a Cathedral," at the Oneonta Theatre. It is sponsored by the Green Toad Bookstore and is a benefit for the Catskill Area Hospice and Palliative Care. The show is a gentle look at growing up in Smalltown U.S.A. in the black-and-white days of the 1950s and 1960s.
- Monday, June 20, 2011
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I Was Just Thinking: Father's Day gifts reflect the man ... or the times?
Well, Father's Day 2011 is history. Hey, dads, did you dodge a bullet this year? Gift giving for dad is always problematic. Being a father now for nearly 30 years, I can certainly identify with the touchy situation that my own dad was put in on Father's Day back in the 1950s. As they always say, "What do you give a man who has everything?"
- Monday, June 6, 2011
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I Was Just Thinking: How a softball game can conjure youthful memories
While listening to a sports report at the radio station last week, the high score tallies for local youth softball games struck me as unusual. Eighteen, 20, 27 runs and more. Geez, I thought. What does a game like that look like?
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George Wallace gives us the 'one-finger salute'





