Did you room in 58?
You mean down at Squibb?
chapter 24. feed the rounder.
i was dying everyday on the machines.
i prayed.
Did you room in 58?
You mean down at Squibb?
chapter 24. feed the rounder.
i was dying everyday on the machines.
i prayed.
I think I remember you. I worked on press #2 across from Wheellock's office building one.
Press room "animals". I remember being called that. Pressman were a different breed from all the others in the factory.
chapter 23.
in 1970 i saw a move that changed my life forever.
which looking back, would have been a total blessing from god.
Eugene Alcorn!! "Corn" is what I called him as we worked on press #8. He called himself ni--er charley, when I was introduced to him in the press room. He was wild!! Once he bent over to adjust the press rollers I shoved a broom handle up his ass, there was a hole in his pants. He had a sense of humor about it. Could I tell some x rated stories about him!
chapter 22. the machines conquer all.
after doweling’s committee meeting many of us got job changes out of the laundry.
i guess they wanted to bust the trouble makers up.
Glad I was in the press room! Did you know Joe Gotez? He told same stories as you.
chapter 21.
“black thursday” the day the music died.
knorr gathered all the bethel overseers and governing body to the kingdom hall in the 119 building.
Thanks Sparky for refreshing my memory. Knorr's wife was Audery and her maiden name was Mock. The Mock sisters married Knorr and Larson. Russell Mock was not a bad guy, very pleasant.
chapter 21.
“black thursday” the day the music died.
knorr gathered all the bethel overseers and governing body to the kingdom hall in the 119 building.
Knorr and Larson were related by marriage. Brotherinlaw's. Fred Barnes..... that name brings back memories. He was on the plumbing crew at the factory when I knew him. I ran around town with him and his wife when dating a Bethel sister. Knorr had another brotherinlaw at the farm. He was appointed to the farm committee around '75.
chapter 18. my privilege of service.
it was moved there in the spring of 1969 from the basement of the 124. why is it that people like to put laundries in basements?
the 119 was the newest of all the society’s properties.
Love reading your post. As an exbethelite myself I can relate. Although I was sent to the pressroom as my first assignment and last, I knew the other departments were hell. At least being a press operator they left you alone and you were sort of your own boss.
chapter 19.
“look ma no hands”.
by the time the summer rolled around they decided to put me on the dryers.
I remember Jim Kennedy. He died jumping from rock to rock at a park in Atlanta Ga., 1973 I think. He was a press operator. He would play on the towers of the Towers Hotel on the roof, yikes!! Never met Gary.
So many potlickers and ricky righteous people, as department heads it made me sick.
chapter 17 .
just pee with it for four or ten years.
as, i said earlier some of the tables you set on were a lot more fun than others.
I sat next to Charlie Feckle. One time I came down for breakfast he was chewing out Knorr, up one side down the other. I circled the table and was sure not to get to close so as to get involved and throw my opinion in (ha,ha). I remember Knorr's new boy talk, ouch! He said something about get drunk and not have sex, just pass out. That talk was RAW! I sat between two sisters, yikes! won't do that again.
chapter 16. the tour .
my three days of housekeeping duty were over and i reported to the bethel office the next morning.
it was customary then get a tour of both the factory and the bethel home.
Good review of Bethel. One word for someone that you did not like was Potlicker. Remember that one? How about G-jobber. I had lots of G-jobs.