MUSING WITH CECIL BUFFINGTON

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Musing With Cecil Buffington

 

Walking Around In Jefferson 

 

The Peter principle is a concept in management theory formulated by Laurence J. Peter and published in 1969. It states that the selection of a candidate for a position is based on the candidate's performance in their current role, rather than on abilities relevant to the intended role. Thus, employees only stop being promoted once they can no longer perform effectively, and "managers rise to the level of their incompetence."

 

To day I reached the pinnacle of success in the achievement of my Peter Principle in the combating of boredom while excercise walking.

I am known as a notorious walker. I usually walk an hour, sometimes two hours, each day. On this day, March 29, I started my walk with a new slant in mind to help motivate me to enjoy the walk more. Usually my primary thoughts while walking is about that three-foot putt I missed last Saturday or how well I might play in my next round of golf.

I stepped onto the new sidewalk in front of my home on Old Pendergrass Road and headed toward Jefferson High School. It took 22.43 minutes to walk to Houston Street between the elementary school and high school.

I turned right and started toward the Jerry Handley Style Shop to get a haircut. At the 33.53 minute mark I stepped through his shop door. I stopped my wrist watch, ( stop watch ) and proceeded to get my hair cut. Stopping my watch was a standard procedure as I made my walk and stopped for any reason.

After this task was finished I left the shop, turned left, went by the Jefferson Laundromat and on by the old Jefferson Mills, Webb's Snack Shack and the Jefferson Lanes. My watch showed I had been walking 56.21 minutes as I turned right onto Memorial Drive.

At the 1:00.57 mark I stopped by and chatted with Mrs. Jack Keen just up from the stadium.

I then went by the stadium and turned left onto the Old Swimming Pool Road. I looked toward the old city swimming pool on my right and counted 14 beautiful ducks splashing and swimming in the water.

I crossed the road and walked down the Bosie Griffith driveway. My watch showed 1:08.27 as I rang his doorbell and his wife, Cindy, came to the door. Well, it turned out that Bosie was at the L.Z. Friendly Veteran's event down in Madison County. After a few moments I bid her farewell and started back towards the clubhouse on Longview Drive.

About half-way up the hill on Longview Drive I stopped and spent about 20 minutes with my long-time friend Don Cole. I had been walking for 1:17.51 hours as I stepped into his house. He and I always enjoying talking about the 50s from our old high school days. I probably left about a cup of sweat in his wooden dining room chair. That big, long hill just before reaching his home almost got me. Two important things were learned from this little adventure so far. ( 1 ) I hated that big hill and ( 2 ) this fat boy sure does sweat alot.

As I left Don's home I looked to the left and there was the former home of Coach John W. Davis. I had spent considerable time there with the coaches son, John, who was my high school classmate and football teammate.

At the end of Longview Drive onto Lynn Avenue, I turned to the left and headed back towards the old Jefferson Mills.

As I turned onto Houston Street just past the mill, I had been walking for 1:23.14 hours. At the 1:28.32 mark I reached the Old Pendergrass Road and turned left toward my home. I managed to dodge the unfinished culverts on the sidewalk as I went down the Old Pendergrass Road. There are nine unfinished culverts and I can see these things in my dreams. Hopefully, the city of Jefferson will someday get this mess straightened out.

As I stepped onto my carport I reached down and stopped my watch on 2:06.11 hours walked.

The sun was bright and very little wind made it a very enjoyable walking experience. No, I don't think I'll take on this particular route again any time soon. Too many hills and too much sweat.

But I can say, there are worse things I could be doing than walking the street's of Jefferson.