By Michael Du Long (Mikie) on Tuesday, June 29, 2010 - 09:41 am:
In the late forties my sister and I would bring our dad his lunch and walk right into the stamp plant where he worked. Noisy and wet is what I remember. The boss would always come out of his office and greet us. Things were a lot easier in the days before OSHA came along. My dad lost an eye working on one of the chimneys when he was young. Now he would not have been able to work at the smelter doing the job he was assigned. Very little compensation for his injury, compared to now where he would be richly compensated.