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Sun., April 22, 2012

Long, strange trip for boomer

Label me a baby boomer. Heck, yes. In the “old days,” it could have been “the girl.” I boomed through the ’60s with a few bumps in my road, like having to strip down to my bra and panties to get a job as a stewardess for Pacific Southwest Airlines. Weighed and measured like a piece of meat. Got the job.

Another job requirement: single only, no married ladies allowed. And no men. When men were hired later, only Asian men were hired. This was circa 1967 thru 1969. Don’t get me started on what it was like being a secretary in the ’70s. One hint: the coffee wars.

Now retired, I enjoy hiking, rafting and traveling. And my husband makes and brings me my coffee.

Claudia Trautmann

Otis Orchards

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