My father worked as a pipe fitter in the local paper mill for over forty years without complaint. Hard work pays off, my parents always said. The cash in the pocket of my Jordache jeans proved it. And, as far as I knew, hard work was the only way up and out of working at the mill, where my parents, my grandparents, and my great-grandparents had all worked. But as the 1986 mill strike taught me, those simple rules of work hard, don’t be late, you earn what you deserve mean little today, if they ever meant anything at all.
Source : My Eighty-Six Jobs
