tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35367059.post2456126067870557643..comments2023-09-07T02:42:54.042-07:00Comments on kellogg bloggin': Stripping Zinc: Sibling Assignment #29Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35367059.post-2881527067723893812007-07-28T22:31:00.000-07:002007-07-28T22:31:00.000-07:00I remember thinking there was something a little r...I remember thinking there was something a little risque about my brother being a "stripper" at the Zinc Plant when I was a young 8 or 9 year old when you got the job. Of course, I had no compresion whatsoever of what this job entailed or what you were doing. I think at that age even if you explained it to me, I still would have no idea. And it is always is interesting to me the view you had of Dad that I don't think neither me or IEG ever saw. Which is okay. I don't think we needed to see that part of Dad. I was content being his little Pooh.Carol Woolum Robertshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06957608661837611056noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35367059.post-86444611857061948522007-07-27T23:37:00.000-07:002007-07-27T23:37:00.000-07:00You nailed that one. Well done. Strikes made sense...You nailed that one. Well done. Strikes made sense, drinking made sense, and reckless conduct made sense. They still do today, but fear of consequences, and a need to keep workers in their place, has silenced most. Todays dangerous work place laborers are kept in their place, but they still have the look. Perhaps one day they will regain that which they have lost.Go Figurehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07908840010777729109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35367059.post-56456957354447939812007-07-27T19:13:00.000-07:002007-07-27T19:13:00.000-07:00Raymond--It seems like I should know who you are. ...Raymond--It seems like I should know who you are. Would you mind dropping me an email at billy1227@gmail.com and letting me know.<BR/><BR/>That sub-basement was like the most inner ring of hell.<BR/><BR/>Is Raymond Pringle not your real name? I'm wondering, if it's not, if your pseudonym is a hint. I was in the KHS production of "Kiss and Tell" and it was written by Raymond Pringle. <BR/><BR/>Just a wild guess. Hope to hear from you.<BR/><BR/>rpraymond perthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07016246118115516015noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35367059.post-5322178065029318582007-07-27T17:10:00.000-07:002007-07-27T17:10:00.000-07:00Mike Rowe and the "Dirty Jobs" crew ( http://www....Mike Rowe and the "Dirty Jobs" crew ( http://www.discovery.com/dirtyjobs ) would be able to fill up an entire season with the various dirty jobs at Bunker Hill.<BR/><BR/>My experience in the cell room was working on the cell repair crew. Instead of pulling aluminum cathodes, we pulled the lead anodes and stacked them on carts to be cleaned of black scum and re-inserted. I was so lousy at it that I walked off the job before the week was out. My mom called Wayne Hammock and got me re-hired, this time on the cleanup crew with the rest of the screwups. As bad as working on the main floor with the sulfuric acid mist and ~600 volts DC, the sub-basement was even worse. We donned rain gear to (mostly) protect from leaking H2S04. <BR/><BR/>The "lifers" hated us college boys, and for good reason. We would be gone in three months and they were stuck there for life. (or until the place shut down).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35367059.post-23776896034344937922007-07-27T16:56:00.000-07:002007-07-27T16:56:00.000-07:00I love reading your stories. Images and insight.I love reading your stories. Images and insight.Hopehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12734740706179101100noreply@blogger.com