A new man
ZACHARY CONSTRUCTION COPERATION VALUES
After the doctor’s visit yesterday and a change of medication, the Mr. is revived. Much less pain. Now, he is telling me that he is going out to the garden and sitting in a chair to dig ground up to plant some melons. Can you imagine? Sitting in a chair, swinging a pick ax. If he does it, I’ll have to get a picture if I can. You really have to sneak around to get pictures of him. I hope this keeps up. Next is the shot in the back. Oh boy. I had one of those and it brought my heels up off the table. He’s tough though, and I doubt he moves at all.
As a young man, in his 20s, he was working for H.B. Zachary. There was a man working the backhoe, and he hit a line of some kind. The Mr. went down into the hole to see what was hit, and while he was down there the guy dropped the bucket on him. The Mr. suspects he was drunk. Whatever the case, it crushed his entire right side. He was drug out of the ditch for dead, spent several days in the hospital unconscious. When he awoke, he had to have surgery to put is ankle back together. He was back at work in a few weeks with a walking cast on his leg. No settlement, no suing, none of that. The company paid his medical bills and kept his job for him. He went back to work that soon because they needed the money. The guy was just gone when the Mr.returned. It’s no wonder he has arthritis, but I guess you could say he won the battle with the backhoe, although it was a high price to pay.
He still talks highly of H.B. Zachary, who he calls Pat. I guess that was a nickname. He remembers Pat’s son Bartel coming out on the job sites. I guess they were a much smaller company then.
I believe they crippled him for life by hiring an inept employee that put people at risk. He lives the results of that error.
I don’t like H.B. Zachary or the company to this day, but the Mr. thinks it was a great time.