George English (D-MD-8)
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George T. English
George English Congressional Candidate Maryland District 8
Biography of George English from xxx for Congress
- Benedictine High School, Richmond, VA 1953-1957 High School Diploma
- Colorado College, Colorado Springs, CO 1957-1961 B. A. Business Administration and Banking
- University of Colorado, Boulder, CO 1964-1965 M. A. Economics
- Thunderbird Graduate School of International
- Management, Glendale AZ 1970-1971 B. A. International Management
- University of Rhode Island, Kingston, RI 1975-1976 M. M. A. Marine Affairs
- (Sponsored by NOAA under the Government Employees Training Act)
- U. S. Army, Fort Carson, CO 1962-1964 Rifle Platoon Leader (1st LT)
- NASA Manned Spacecraft Center, Houston, TX 1965-1970 Management Intern
- Northrop Airport Development Corp, Vienna, VA 1971-1974 Economist
- NOAA National Ocean Service, Silver Spring, MD 1974-1995 Economist
Theater Usher, Brush Cutter, Drafting Trainee (VA Hwy Dept), Dishwasher & Busboy (College Dining Halls), Architect’s Office Assistant, Taxi Driver, Accounting Clerk, Business Interviewer (University Research Project).
I am the eldest of five children. Three of my four grandparents were immigrants from Central Europe. My father was employed as a Textile Finisher in Northern New Jersey, Richmond, Virginia, Mexico City, and Central Pennsylvania for over 51 years, starting his career as a water boy in the textile mills at age 13. He never had the opportunity to attend high school and was the sole supporter of 10 siblings and other members of his family during the Depression. Although he attempted to volunteer for military service during World War II, his job was deemed war critical and he was not accepted. He served for many years on the town council and was later Mayor of East Paterson (now Elmwood Park, NJ). In 1950, he was the unsuccessful Democratic candidate for the special election to fill the Congressional seat vacated by J. Parnell Thomas (R-NJ) after the incumbent was convicted and subsequently imprisoned for payroll padding.
My mother was the fourth of five daughters raised on a small dairy farm owned by her immigrant parents. She and her sisters had to milk the family’s cows by hand and deliver the farm’s products to their customers from a horse drawn wagon every day before going to school. She held an office job until shortly before my birth and then stayed at home to raise her children. At age 43, she had to take my four younger siblings by bus to Mexico City because my parents had to pay for the family’s relocation costs from Richmond. At the border, she was delayed almost a week because the Mexican buses didn’t have the larger cargo bays used by Greyhound’s scenic cruiser buses and she had to make arrangements for the family’s steamer trunks to be shipped by rail from Laredo. After my parents returned to the U. S from Mexico in 1965 at their own expense, she worked at minimum wage job for a wholesale publication distribution company until her retirement.
My family struggled through major dislocations and years-long stress resulting from my father’s career in the first of the nation’s runaway industries. By his hard work and financial sacrifice, four of his children were able to graduate college despite the turmoil of his being employed in an unstable and disappearing industry. Eventually, my parents were able to enjoy a modest but comfortable retirement before both of their premature deaths at age 73. Of all the company pension plans that my father participated in throughout his working career, the only private pension that he collected was that earned from his last ten years’ employment in Pennsylvania. All of his other company pension plans were long defunct because those companies had gone out of business many years before the Pension Benefit Guaranty Corporation was established. He received no retirement benefit from his eight years employment in Mexico because the U. S. and Mexican Social Security systems were not linked, unlike the reciprocal employment credit arrangement with Canada. If it weren’t for Social Security, both of my parents would have lived their retirement years in near poverty.
I have been fully self-supporting since graduating college in June 1961 except for two brief periods when I lived at home immediately before entering the Army and later for a few months after leaving Thunderbird before relocating to Washington. I know most personally exactly what it is like to be 2,000 miles from home, unemployed, and broke. For a month, I drove taxis 60 hours a week at night for 88 cents an hour (plus 25 cents in tips) until obtaining a better-paying job. (At that time, the minimum wage was $1.25 an hour).
Having then been briefly at the bottom of the economic totem pole, I have never forgotten what it is like to be treated like social detritus and since then have greatly benefitted by always being financially prudent as the result from that unpleasant but most valuable personal experience. Today, I am keenly aware 50 years later that 50 million or more of my fellow citizens still are experiencing that dehumanizing treatment every day of their lives.
I arrived in the Washington area in October 1971 with all my possessions in the rear seat of a $350 used car before beginning my employment with Northrop. When that company closed in January 1974, I worked temporary jobs and “pounded the pavement” in D. C. for a few months before being employed by NOAA. I also know what it is like to be unemployed in my mid-30s and still remember that persistent knot in my stomach caused by stress from the uncertainty and fear of rejection after dozens of SF-171 forms sent out in the mail and hand delivered to Federal offices went unanswered. I’ve “been there and done that” and have great empathy for all who now experience that same job loss stress and frustration. As difficult as it was then to get a job, the employment situation now for finding a job is infinitely worse.
In the early 1990s, I became a member of the Customer Advisory Board (CAB) of the Washington Suburban Sanitary Commission (WSSC). During the years of my participation, I had been on several tours of WSSC’s facilities and also became very knowledgeable about the utility’s infrastructure, rates, and service issues. While then a member, I became aware of the extremely unfair treatment of large families that is inherent in the present WSSC rate structure. Since retiring from NOAA in 1995, I have become very active in local Democratic Party activities and have been a candidate for the Democratic nomination for the Eighth Congressional District twice (1996 and 1998) and twice for the Senate (2000 and 2006) in the Maryland primary elections. My percentage of the overall vote received increased from 5% in 1996 to 7% in 1998 and 10% in 2000, but declined to about 1% in 2006 as the direct result of press coverage only for their selected two candidates. A forum sponsored for all eight Democratic candidates by the League of Women Voters in Prince Georges County was reported by The Washington Post as a debate between the two selected candidates.