Mitchell’s Musings 8-15-16: Not to the Swift Daniel J.B. Mitchell I returned, and saw under the sun, that the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread to the wise, nor yet riches to men of understanding, nor yet favour to men of skill; but time and chance happeneth to them all. Ecclesiastes 9:11 A profound thought in that quote. It has something to do with accidents of life and uncertainty of outcomes and experiences. When I was a senior in high school – Stuyvesant High School in New York City – I got a job at the Swift Messenger Service – by accident. One of the other boys at the school told me about the job. Stuyvesant at the time was an all-male school requiring an entrance exam to get in and was located in 15th Street west of First Avenue.1 The Swift Messenger Service was located just west of Fifth Avenue on 47th Street, which is (was) in the heart of the Diamond District.2 To get the job, I simply accompanied the guy who told me about the job to the office, spoke to the owner/boss who hired me on the spot and told me to get the necessary New York State working papers, which I did. There was nothing that could be called an “interview.” I walked in on my own two feet which qualified me to be a messenger boy – since the job mainly involved walking around midtown Manhattan. There still are messenger services in Manhattan. But based on a Google search, only a few. (Uber seems to have one.) There were more such enterprises back then (1960) before the invention of the fax machine, email, etc. Many of the clients of the Swift Messenger Service were advertising agencies. The agencies had their own messengers on payroll, but there was a peak period in the late afternoon when apparently a lot of last minute material had to be picked up and delivered. The late afternoon corresponded to the time when high school kids were available since school let out at 3 pm. In some cases, there appeared to be an ongoing business relationship with particular agencies and there were dedicated phone lines by which they could call Swift. But a lot of the business came from sporadic callers. The sporadic callers had the idea that when they called for a messenger, he would pick up their package and deliver it directly to where they wanted it sent. “It” typically was a manila envelope. If they were in a hurry, they could pay extra for “rush” service. Actually, the Swift Messenger Service ran like a post office. Messengers were sent out on routes to pick up packages from addresses in particular areas. All of the packages were brought back to the office on 47th Street; they were not directly delivered. When a pile of packages accumulated in the central office, delivery routes to particular areas were made up and boys were sent out again. The only thing that rush service seemed to buy was a label on the package that said “rush.”
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http://stuy.enschool.org/apps/pages/index.jsp?uREC_ID=126631&type=d&pREC_ID=251657. The school became coed in 1969 and is now located near the World Trade Center. (It was closed for an extended period after 9-11 during the clean-up.) 2 https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/47th_Street_(Manhattan)#Diamond_District.
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