We buried my good comrade and friend Jack Harrison on Friday.
No priests, no black cars, no flowers; but a bloody big red
banner on the coffin, surrounded by all his friends, relatives and comrades.
A life of struggles; Father of Chapel (that’s chief shop
steward to you young folk) at The National Graphical Association, member of Slough
Trades Council.
We fought together; the Miners Strikes, the Print strikes,
the marches, the pickets and on Friday we gave him a good send off.
And at the end?
A rousing singing of ‘The Internationale’ that you could hear
at the other end of Slough.
Arise you
starvelings from your slumbers
Arise ye
criminals of want
For reason
in revolt now thunders
And away
with the age of cant
Now away
with all your superstitions
Servile masses
arise, arise!
We’ll
change forthwith the old conditions
And spurn
the dust to win the prize
Then
comrades come rally
And the
last fight let us face
The Internationale
unites the human race!
Then
comrades come rally
And the
last fight let us face
The
Internationale unites the human race!
So it was never really going to be a fun Friday after that
but it was a celebration of a life well lived and well fought.
Farewell comrade.
Neil Harris
(a don’t stop till you drop production)
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