Category: Poems

  • Retirement?

    Retirement?

    Can you even imagine?  I’ve been retired from the railroad for over 37 years now. Haven’t really worked a day since then, 1983. . When you are doing something, you really love to do, I figure, it isn’t really work although I admit that I have put in some eighteen hour and twenty-hour days.

  • The Spirit

    The Spirit

    No, it isn’t July 4th yet but I think it might be a good time for all of us to get a good shot of patriotism right now! Today!.  Here is a poem I wrote back in 1975 getting ready for America’s Bicentennial.

  • It Saved My Life, Volunteering

    It Saved My Life, Volunteering

    The first thing I learned was “Don’t volunteer for anything.” Pretty good advice. They would trick us. The Sgt. would say, “I need ten men with office experience.” Then he’d send the ten somewhere to dig a latrine, Or to work in the mess hall cleaning the grease trap.

  • Teacher, Teacher – by Art Fettig

    Teacher, Teacher – by Art Fettig

    I believe that right now, our American teachers are facing one of the most challenging times in American History. I’m praying for them.

  • Art Fettig, “Pass it on!”

    Art Fettig, “Pass it on!”

    A dynamic speaker named Bill Sanders invited me to join him one day when he was visiting Jackson prison. That would be around 1980. We went into the maximum security section and visited with prisoners serving life sentences and then we would each gave a little speech and talked with prisoners privately.