My father worked for 39 1/2 years in factories. He made refridgerators and after cars for GM. He drove 45 minutes each way to be at work by 6 a.m. in Moraine (sp?), Ohio; suburb of Dayton. He ate his lunch out of a metal lunch box (that was turned into a birdhouse after he retired). He was a forman for a short while, but didn't like it, so he went back to being in charge of his production line. Hours, months, and years of watching parts go by on a conveyor belt so that we could have cold foods and automobiles. 39 1/2 years!!! I can't imagine. Thanks Dad!
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