From IPALCO NEWS (Indianapolis Power & Light Co) Feb 1974:
In March 1966 Mr Akard transferred from Pritchard plant (Martinsville, IN) to the then new Petersburg generating station as a supervisor of operations. Since September of 1971 he has been assistant superintendent there. After joining our Company on Oct 9, 1941, he worked at Perry-K and at Mill Street before going to Pritchard.
A native of Indianapolis and a graduate of Arsenal Technical High School, George enjoys living in Petersburg and plans to stay there during retirement. In his words, he is going to "fish like nobody's business!".
He also plans to spend some of his new leisure time writing a history of the Petersburg plant.
Also from IPALCO NEWS: A NOTE FROM GEORGE
IPALCO employees who know George Akard (and many of them do), agree that he is a character! True, a loved one, but still a character! As George faces retirement, here are some of his comments about his IPALCO career:
"With the threat of World War II the Army created a manpower shortage. The Indianapolis Power & Light Company needed men in the worst way, so I was hired by the Company in 1941 on Oct 9. I worked at the Perry-K plant for about a year and my influence was tremendous. The Japanese raided Pearl Harbor, our research foreman had a heart attack ,the maintenance foreman was fired and the plant's chief engineer lost his contract with the Company.
At Mill Street I thought things would settle down, but I was wrong. My wife got pregnant, the chief engineer got sick, and shortly after I left they tore the plant down. I guess I transferred to the new plant in Martinsville just in time.
I thought things had to change and any change had to be better. How wrong I was!!! After I had been there a few years the cost of the first two units was $2 million over the predicted cost, the power production manager was injured in a car wreck, the plant superintendent had a serious illness and the country went to war again.
The Company shipped me to Petersburg while it was being built thinking that if there were no units there I couldn't jinx anything. They tried to keep me out of trouble by moving me up to second line supervision. It didn't help much - in the last eight years the poor town of Petersburg had an earth quake, two tornadoes, three murders and one scandalous divorce case.
With my retirement date nearing (March 1) the Company is going to celebrate with a party come Feb 22, 1974.
Everything looks normal: I plan to raise a garden, travel and fish. That should be real good, but the doctor said I can't do that kind of work, the gas rationing will knock out traveling and the river is over its banks; besides that the bottom dropped out of the stock market.
With all these problems staring me in the face I find out the Company plans to replace me with a station helper, Jr, and let Nellie do my work during her lunch hour."
The above was from George's own hand just before he retired. I think it was a speech he planned to give at the retirement party. I did not attend so I don't know. We found this in his papers after his death. The following was published by a vanity press for our family. There were dozens of his poems in it. They were mostly about his love for Marguierite. I don't think it's available any more.
George was a bit of a poet in his later years. His daughter had his collection of poetry made up in a small book. Here's a sample:
MY BRIGHT RED JUMPSUIT by George Akard
I bought a bright red jumpsuit, the color's a little loud.
There's no doubt about it - makes you stand out in a crowd.
The shade is sort of fire engine red and it was just my luck
the first smart aleck that I met said, "Where'd you park your truck?"
A little old lady at the store - and she was just a funnin'
"You can't slip up on anyone cause they can hear you comin'."
I thought of giving it away - let someone else have fun,
but then again I can't do that cause I don't hate no one.
I guess I might as well keep it - the thought occurred to me
I should never be hit by a car unless the driver can't see.