This is an idea I have had for while, so I apologize for another wallpaper image; but it is heartfelt and something I simply cannot replicate with props. I don't wish to cite opinion, or point blame; there's more than enough to go around and I'm certain we all have our own perspective on the causes. I frequently drive by the old steel mill when I go back home to visit my mother(not the mill in the photo). It's the same mill my grandfather, father, and uncles worked at. We were a steel family. My great grandfather even died in a Pennsylvania steel mill accident, so we understood the good and bad of the industry. The stories of tragedy weren't forgotten, and I learned about them from them all years later after the plant had closed. It was probably best I didn't know about them when I was younger. Regardless, those jobs were hard, dangerous, and dirty; but as some who labored there would tell you: If they could go back and relive every moment, they would in a heartbeat. It was the toughest, dirtiest job you could ever love. I'm personally fascinated by old buildings; whether farm houses or steel mills, they interest me. I almost get emotional about the industrial sites though. These are places people worked and, in some cases, died. They are not just relics of a forgotten time, not eyesores or blemishes on the landscape; they are our history, and were once the means which drove us to prosperity as they produced the elements which built a modern nation. They are also monuments to a time when men worked to support their families; concentrated on keeping up with the bills, not the Joneses, and life seemed simpler. They were also the means which allowed us to come to the aid of nations in the second world war. My father always used to say, we work to develop a means to make our jobs and lives easier; and all we do is create machines to take our jobs and develop machines to make us busier when we're not on the job. He was so right, and as I learned when I went to college; we developed these "tools" to supposedly give us an advantage over the competition; but all we did is shorten the time we have with family as we are often more reachable to the needs of the job than ever before. Anyway, my point to the image is to illustrate the tragedy that we have let manufacturing get away from us. For not everyone is college material; yet they wish to have a job which doesn't require a degree. These factories were not just sources of pollution; but for millions, they were the difference between them providing a better life to their children and teaching them the concept of work/job and self fulfillment versus a life of hopelessness and dependence. For some back then, these jobs were a means to a new direction in life, and for others they were careers. Regardless, there aren't enough of them now, and the loss of these jobs is a terrible loss that today's and future generations will likely never understand. Thanks for taking a look. I really appreciate it. Hope you all had a nice weekend, and good night.