From time to time Harry’s office would receive a set of safety posters to be placed on bulletin boards throughout the plant. Things like “Avoid headaches - Wear that helmet,” or “See better longer by wearing eye protection today.” The posters came from a subscription service that would send a half dozen at a time.
On one occasion in the early Seventies, a packet arrived which included a poster Harry would not put up in the plant and so gave it to me. I had it on my dorm wall more than once, in many apartments, in a couple of offices, and now on the side of a filing cabinet in the garage. Each environment in which it has been displayed it was visible only to those who would not take it seriously. I keep it as an artifact of an era of extreme intolerance. Its language is too inflammatory to let loose. That’s why Harry would not post it in the plant, especially in that highest point of the Hard Hat.
Harry had hopes for a some day, as do I. Just one more reason I loved my brother.
Some day, Hopefully Soon
Some day it will again be popular to praise the United States and the things for which it stands.
Some day the people will be heard when they express the fact they are fed up with the slurs at home and abroad which challenge our goals and intentions.
Some day we will tire of the sedition that some call “free speech,” especially from the young
“scholars” who think they possess more knowledge that all the rest of us.
Some day our tolerance point will be reached on the streets where criminal actions are too often allowed to erupt in the name of freedom
Some day we will refuse to stand for the insults to our God by those pretending to start their
own narcotics-inspired religions.
Some day smut filth, dirt and oddball behavior will be condemned rather than condoned.
Some day we will stop knocking capitalism, which has given us individually and collectively the best ever offered human beings.
Some day we will take better care of our natural resources instead of squandering them on sociological slop.
Some day Americans will stop pretending they can never believe their elected officials.
Some day we’ll demand that crime be punished as it should be, so we can walk all our streets in safety, day or night,
Some day we will demand that our hard earned dollars not be given to support those who will not work for themselves.
Some day, in short, Americans will insist that we stop drifting and listening to those whose mental and moral standards are less than we demand of those who want to call themselves citizens of our country. Then we can return to the principles which have made the United States strong.
Some day had better come pretty soon to preserve the America we love.
Some day. . .