MEN, MEN, MEN, MEN!!!!!!!
I don’t know if anyone of us knew what to expect Tuesday morning June 1, 1993 when we were told to go to a meeting in the break room that was going to take all day. We had just been off the previous day for Memorial Day. We were supposed to be in some kind of training. Everyone at the plant was going to have to go through whatever training we were having. Training like this always seemed funny to me for some reason. I think it was because the hodgepodge of welders, mechanics, machinists, electricians and Instrument and Controls guys seemed so out of place in their coal-stained worn out old jeans and tee shirts.
I remember walking into the break room and sitting down across the table from Paul Mullon. He was a new chemist at the time. He had started about 5 months earlier and we had…
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