Wikimedia Commons My dad was an auto worker who faithfully worked at an Ohio General Motors plant for decades, first as an hourly employee, later as a foreman, and before his retirement, parts manager. His duties for the latter, at one time included ordering parts from various suppliers around the country. I remember vividly, the day he came home ranting about how he was asked to order this one particular part from Mexico. He said, " I refused to do it ." Of course you would have had to have known my dad to know what that statement actually meant. If he he didn't agree with something, he'd let you know in no uncertain terms for sure. I was very young and didn't quite know what all of the fuss was about at the time. Anyway, as the child of a auto worker in the 70s-80s, my siblings and I benefited from all of my dad's union benefits. We had a good life, and always sporting the newest cars-GM-made of course-thanks to my dad's employ...
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