Publication: American Flint
Toledo, Ohio, United States
Deadline for Local News 10th of Month.
MUNCIE, INDIANA — Don Everhart . . .
Hello, Flints. This is Owens in Muncie, Indiana, Local 50. Work throughout the plant seems to be pretty good at this time. We in the mold shop are working minimum coverage on weekends only. But from the work that is in the shop and the anticipated work in the near future, we should be pretty busy.
I'm happy to report that Mr. and Mrs. Jack Gates are the proud parents of a baby girl. Kimberly Jo is her name, and I know she will get a lot of good pampering by her two brothers.
Also we have two other expectant fathers in the shop — Dave Evans and Louis Hicks — both expecting new arrivals in September. Maybe they both can arrive on my birthday. I hear Mrs. Hicks said they had three wonderful little girls, so it's a boy this time, or never. Good luck, Louis.
My wife was telling me she talked with an old buddy of mine recently and he was asking about me. Now I could live to be a hundred and eighty and I would never forget him, for he is one of the finest men I ever worked for. This man's name is William (Bill) Tracy and before he retired he was a finisher for the Indiana Glass Company. I used to snap up for Bill when I got the chance. Bill was the kind of fellow who tried to help you when you made a mistake, instead of the other. Bill may have been using psychology but he got a lot of good ware, too. If any of Bill's old friends would like to drop him a card, he would appreciate it for he has been feeling puny for the last few months. His address is William Tracy, Dunkirk, Indiana.
At this writing, on the 27th of April, the fish stories are already coming in, but the best one so far is from one of the boys from the batch and the other from the hot end. These boys claim they drove all night to get to Dale Hollow and then went right out on the lake that morning and caught the stripes by the schools. But to drive all night and fish all day this news writer would have to have a stimulant. So when they came in from fishing they decided they would take a little nap before cleaning the fish. So eleven hours later they awoke, and lo and behold, the fish had spoiled. If you don't believe this tale ask Roy Bertram and Billy Earls — they will vouch for it.
At work the other night I got to reminiscing about the places I had worked, and all the boys from Jamestown, Tennessee I had worked with, and I got to thinking Jamestown must be pretty big. So I go down to our newest apprentice boy, Dave Evans, and ask him if Jamestown was the capital of Tennessee, and he said no, the capital was one of the suburbs of Jamestown. Now Dave's brother Thurman said this was true, so — I've joined them.
Sorry to hear that my brother, Frank Everhart, who works for Owens in California, had to resign from the presidency of Local 139 because of ill health. Hope you get well soon, blood brother, and again hold that office — or is four consecutive years enough?
A few months ago the Flint had news written by men named Lyle Johnson, James Wallen, Noel Dusan, Sid Groce and Bay Glasgow. We of Local 50 would like to hear from these boys again. Maybe Clyde Dixon could prod Glasgow into this job again.
For the last few weeks the plant has had two visitors from an Owens plant in West Germany. I would like to see their plant, for it has 17 tanks, all fed by one batch house, and they make everything from containers up to plate glass. Something to see, I would say.
This is all for now. More next month.
|Date completed:||July 29, 2013 by: Bob Stahr;|