So often, I hear solid performers, who go “above and beyond”, described as having a strong work ethic. I’ve written previous articles on what it takes to have a strong work ethic and the importance of having role models who inspire us to reach deep within ourselves to reach our full, untapped potential. All are key elements to achieving major success milestones in our chosen professions. I recently had a shift in my thinking with regard to the true genesis of a strong work ethic.Like many who have a desire to understand their past, I immersed myself in studying my family history. I spoke with several family members to ascertain their memories and understanding our lineage. I also joined the genealogy site, Ancestry.com. Ancestry.com not only opened the door to some amazing stories and outlined the true facts of my ancestry, but put me in touch with family members I didn’t even know I had. There’s something exciting about being able to touch the past. We understand our present by knowing where we came from, and, as such, have a deeper awareness of where we are headed.
My maternal ancestry is strongly rooted in Blackburn, England. The motherland as we affectionately refer to it. In reading story after story of my ancestors, I noticed a common thread in their occupations. They all worked tremendously hard at what would be considered menial labor jobs. My bloodline consists of weavers, cotton spinners, machinists, umbrella makers, ice-block deliverers, and sweat shop workers. All labored long, arduous hours (upwards of 12-16 hours a day) for substandard wages. They would retire to their humble homes each evening exhausted and worn out from the punishing day’s work; yet they gave their required duties their all. Day in and day out they showed up for work and literally gave their blood, sweat and tears, and in some cases, life and limb. Keep in mind; they did not have several of the modern conveniences we have. Public transportation was not an amenity, thus leaving them to walk several miles to and from work, only adding to the extreme fatigue. My ancestors tackled with pride and enthusiasm jobs most would snub their noses at. They didn’t have an annual review where their supervisor told them what a great job they were doing, mapped out their career path, and discussed potential opportunities for advancement. They didn’t receive paid sick leave and vacation time, or a 401K to invest in. They didn’t have a cubicle or office with ergonomically correct equipment so their backs wouldn’t cramp up and to stave off carpel tunnel from all of the spinning and weaving. They worked in dingy, cold, depressing work-houses and mills, with little to no sunlight, and conditions that would bring major lawsuits to today’s corporations. Yet, they persisted and gave it their all, always thankful for the opportunity to make a little money to put food on the table and subsist.
My great, great, great grandfather, John Whittaker, died at the age of 78 while on the job in a workhouse as a cotton spinner. Talk about giving it your all. Many of us couldn’t fathom working such a job all the while, pushing into our 80’s. What drive and dedication he had! I consider it an honor that that’s the stock I’m borne from.
Coming to the sobering realization of what my ancestors endured throughout their work lives has put me in awe of them and, for that; they have my eternal round of applause. Each day, I’m surrounded by the example of my ancestors whose work ethic is the greatest example and role model one could ever desire. I can read every book on what it takes to be successful, and they wouldn’t come close to the lessons I’ve learned through the example my ancestors. I take pride in where I come from and can only hope that in generations to come, my grandchildren and their children’s children will feel the same when examining my life.
Where does your work ethic lineage come from? Do you have a long line of hard working examples to draw from or, are you the first generation to be the model for those who will come behind you? My work ethic certainly comes from within, but it’s also baked into my DNA. I come from a long line of incredibly diligent, hard workers, who suffered much for very little, but paved a road of honor and integrity in doing so.
Most people when researching their family history search to see if they have royalty and wealth in their bloodline. To date, I’ve not found a royal bloodline, but I have found a wealth far greater and valuable, and that, my friends, is… NOBILITY!




