At the annual Chicago music party in 2010. Michael Hargis in the Bears sweatshirt, the Old Man, and Judy Freeman whose face is partly obscured by the music stand.
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My post the other
day celebrating the history of the IWW’s
Little Red Songbook was inspired
by my attendance plans for Kathleen
Taylor and Hannah Frisch’s annual music circle party in Chicago.
It brought to mind their 26th annual party back in 2012. It was
great to see old friends then forty years or more from our wild and reckless youth
as members of the Industrial Workers of
the World in Chicago. Basically, the
party was a recreation of what we might have been doing any Saturday night back then—drinking, singing, and telling lies. What could possibly be better?
I’ll tell you what. Judy Freeman showed up with a stack of 8 x 10 prints she made of photos that she took back then. I came home with a couple. Here they are with some commentary.
We were celebrating the opening of
IWW General Headquarters and Chicago Branch hall on Webster
Street near Halstead in 1973. I’m awkwardly
holding up one end of the IWW banner on the left. I can also remember the complete identities
of most of the others including the older man in the cap Virgil Vogel, a
community college professor and one time Socialist Party candidate
for Vice President; Mike Parisi, a young Vietnam Navy vet
in the striped pants; Meg Barr with her son; Richard ______ above her; David Devries, a printer,
behind the boy; Kathleen Taylor who was then General Secretary Treasurer
and my partner; Freddie Baer; David Barr holding up the other end of the
banner; and Fred Major. The others I remember well, but names have fallen out of the old man’s ear. Any help readers might have filling in the
blanks would be much appreciated.
This one was taken at a party about 1975. One of the great things about the Chicago IWW
in those days was how multi-generational it was. Relative whippersnappers
like me associated freely with class war
veterans. A lot of lore and wisdom was passed along.
Here we are gathering in honor of Sam Dolgoff, the big man in the plaid shirt with the beer.
Sam was a New York Wobbly and
career house painter who was also
one of the elders of the American Anarchist movement. A committed advocate of anarcho-syndicalism he had edited
and translated the definitive English compilation of Russian anarchist Mikhail Bakunin’s writings.
On this visit he was introducing his classic, The Anarchist Collectives: Workers’ Self-Management in the Spanish
Revolution, 1936-1939. Sam took delight in mentoring new generations—and discouraging them from abandoning class conscious anarchism for Nihilism
and knee jerk street violence.
Also in the picture is young Dean
Nolan (on the far left), a Wobbly recently arrived from Portland, Oregon
who became one of the Chicago Branch’s most active members. That’s me in profile, younger and
slimmer. I was editor of the Industrial Worker at the time. I see that I was rockin’ a rust orange
and blue plaid Edwardian cut sport coat, floral print shirt, and a cowboy style red silk scarf.
Center is Carlos Cortez deep
in conversation with Sam. Carlos was a
former editor of the Industrial Worker
and still contributed his signature Left
Side column and other articles to the paper every month. He was gaining fame as a graphic artist,
poster maker, and poet.
His General Strike poster as well as his salutes to Joe Hill,
Sacco Vanzetti, Ben Fletcher, Flores Magon and other figures are still
admired and he remains an icon to the Chicano, Latino, and native
American arts communities.
Finally, on the right is Kay
Brundage, ex-wife Slim Brundage the Janitor of the College
of Complexes. Kay was active in the
Chicago Branch in her own right and a link to many of the legendary soap
boxers of Bug House Square.
When I first saw this shot, I
thought it might be from an IWW convention. But I figured out it was from a Chicago
Branch social at the IWW General Headquarters then on Webster
Street near Halstead. I think
it was 1978. That’s Michael Hargis on
the left. He had just been elected General
Secretary Treasurer (GST).
Mike is still active now ss the oldest Wobbly with continuous membership
and is also one of the most senior and highly regarded of American
Anarchists as well.
The imminently memorable Leslie
Fish is in the center with her 12 –string guitar. Leslie not only sang, but was a prolific
songwriter of tunes like Freedom
Road. She sang with the Chicago
Branch band the Dehorn Crew.
Leslie went on to be probably the most influential filksinger—a composer
of science fiction fan folk style music.
In fact, she may have actually invented the genre as well as the
name. Leslie is now living in Arizona
where she has become a right wing survivalist, gun cultist, Randian
libertarian, and Trump acolyte. She
is a reminder that not all of stayed on the left radical path, although
most of us did.
Listening intently is Fred W. Thompson.
Born in Prince Edward Island, Fred was a leader of the 1917 Halifax
Dock Strike when he was only 18.
After bumming across Canada he came to the U.S. in
the early 1920’s just in time for the post-World War I Red Scare. He served time in San Quentin on a
charge of Criminal Syndicalism for selling the Industrial Worker on the streets of Marysville, California. He was such a good organizer that
while in the joint, he convinced his fellow inmates to refrain from masturbating
more than once a week so that self relief would “not lose its therapeutic
value.”
In 1932 he helped organize the
first sit down strike in the auto industry at Briggs in Detroit
when he slapped silent agitator stickers reading “Sit Down and
Watch Your Pay Go UP!” on auto bodies moving down the assembly
line. Later he organized and was the long time secretary of the last
big Industrial Union Branch in the IWW—the I.U. 440 Metal and
Machinery Workers in Cleveland, which included Magic Chef Stove and
other factories. Fred also taught
at Work People’s College in Duluth, Minnesota, severed several
terms as GST, edited the Industrial
Worker and was the organizations leading historian and philosophizer.
Fred was my personal mentor. He let me do the update of his classic
IWW history which was published as The
IWW: Its First 70 Years 1905-1975 and be listed as his co-author. He was the best man at my wedding
when he was 81 years old.
Fellow workers Carlos, Sam, Kay,
and Fred are all gone. At the most recent song party Kathleen, Dean,
Michael, Judy, Robin Oye, and I were the old timers. May we pass on the tradition half as well.
Such a delight to see. I entered the periphery of these memories in 1976 when I attended the Chicago IWW convention. There I met Fred, Frank Cedervall, Tavio Halonen, "oldest Junior Wobbly," Mike Hargis, his lover Judy and you. Becoming a wobbly, organizing the hihgly successful East Town Community Association print shop here in Grand Rapids, with help from IWW folksinger/blues dude and steelworker Eric Glatz, is one of the highlights of my life. Between my years working with the farmworkers as a boycott organizer, the deep well of inspiration derived from the wob oldtimers and my forty years of being immersed in organized labor journalism using it to make life better for all of U.S. No regrets! I remember when "Red" Warthan went from wob to neo-Nazi and finally to prison for murdering a disloyal follower of his brand of reich wing nutness!!!
ReplyDeleteI was also there! 'old timer' Janet Miller. Cf
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