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Recollections of School, Baseball, Hockey 1946 - 1956

Recollections: Grade School (1950) Perhaps many of us remember those days of growing -- heady days between the ages of eight to eighteen years of age. Only ten years from the mathematical viewpoint, but to some, it would seem like a lifetime in the doing. Gary was one of those who took changing times and changing thoughts in his stride, or so he thought. At St. Joseph's School, he remembers being one of the little kids, and little was the accurate word to describe his physical size. He recalls weighing 105 pounds, and probably around five feet plus two inches tall when he was fourteen years old, and remained that size until he left the school system at sixteen. Why did that size and shape matter? It didn't affect his participation on the basketball team or the hockey team or the baseball team -- he was good at these sports during grade school at St. Joseph's, it did however present a major challenge when he felt the urge to dance with the girls in his grade nine class at Ri

Significant Sales Experiences 1965 - 1998, May 29, 2002

       My Greatest Sales Experience (May 29, 2002)   My son Rob triggered this thought: 'What was your greatest sales experience Dad?' I answered with, 'That's a tough one Rob, let me think about that for awhile.' I immediately cracked open a new Word file and saved it on the desktop as MGSE. On a rainy day in May following several weeks of procrastination, I've considered a few of these memories for your reading enjoyment. My former partner Duncan McGregor has agreed that this paper would be a benefit to any sales person plying their trade in the lithographing business; indeed, he offered his recollection of these events and added one more horror story to my thoughts regarding the one whose itch is contained in the following material. Please read on, and know, that I have not included his comments into this report, as much as I appreciated his added thoughts, these are my words entirely. One early success was with my friend Charles and his partner Paul on the p

Changing the Face of Printing September 2001

 September 24, 2001 Trade Printer/Broker: Changing the Face of Printing? By Gary McDonald a former printer, sales person, sales manager, co-owner, president and general manager of Arthurs-Jones Lithographing Ltd. (retired June, 1998). When did it begin? Was it the Mac attack of the middle 80’s? What is different about the printing business? Is it because the tradesmen work without the ever present, proud and immutable ink under their fingernails? It’s a fact that the unseen work produced by the printer is primarily conducted in a clean environment. Gone is the Linotype and the Low Slugger found in the type house; the traditional, as well as its replacement type house is typographical history. Film and plates are made using the continuing science of invention and completed by a near hands-off process. The use of a wrench is without purpose on the heavily laden electronic printing presses of today. As a matter of fact, a printer with a wrench in hand is a major problem for the production

Dot Lovers versus Pixel Peepers July 2002

  1 capture 29 Sep 2010 Go AUG SEP OCT 👤 ⍰ ❎ 29 f 🐦 2009 2010 2011 ▾ About this capture         The following column appeared in the trade journal 'PrintAction' in July 2002. This is the second of two columns, the first one is also on the index page of this website. When Gary was asked by the editor Jon Robinson to wrap his head around the Baby Boomers phenomenon and predict how the printing industry may change, or not, as a result of the demographics of Canadian society in general, apparently, Gary collaborated with his son Rob and they came up with this weird title 'Dot Lovers versus Pixel Peepers.' Dot Lovers Versus Pixel Peepers Gary McDonald is a former printer, sales person, sales manager, co-owner, president and general manager of Arthurs-Jones Lithographing Ltd. (retired June 12, 1998), who can be reached at 905 846 5007. In the fullness of time, printers as we know them -- I'll call them dot love