Kerri L.
Yelp
My brother, myself, and our cousin in Wyoming keep track of places here in Portland where my mother's family lived after moving here from Mammoth, Utah in 1940. Utah had absolutely no work available at the time and was still deep in the Depression. They followed my grandmother's two younger brothers to work in the Kaiser Shipyards (the prepping for WWII was going on even though war had not been declared) and it saved them. They picked fruit for ten cents a basket as they drove to Portland. Talk about modern-day pioneers! Grandpa, grandma, my ten-year-old mother, and, her four-year-old brother coming across country based on faith that good things would happen. It is here at the now renovated Iron Fireman CollectIvee that my Grandpa got a badly-needed job as a machinist.
For some reason, I can't save this as a draft. Ron and I plan to visit soon to get a look at the building, take pictures, and finish the review.