GeekForce

Alex and his Navy buddy were on a westbound ship bound for home in ‘47 or so after WWII.  They conjured up the idea of a temporary agency firm to give the hundreds of thousands of not-yet-back-on-their-feet sailors (and soldiers and Marines) jobs. 

Nobody had ever thought of such a company.

On StL’s near-Northside, their new firm was born, it’s still there, it was (is) the first and only temp agency for a spell prior to others joining in the fun.

His son’s my boss, I park in front of the same building Alex Barlows bought more than a half-century ago, and I’m near his old desk. 

 This is A.R.T. Inc., Atlas Reserve Temporaries, and if I mess up any financial or operations stuff, it’s on me as well as clearly NOT  a performance as well done as that which predecessor, Mr. Barlows laid down for decades here. 

Farewell, sir.