I was union all my life. I did my job and was respected by all. The union and company would come to me for my opinion on issues they found they could not come to terms on, why, I was fair, honest, and never picked a side. I was first on the job and last to leave. Call it what you want, I look back now and can see many times I carried more than just my baggage, but, I wouldn't change a thing, I was blessed. Union stories run deep and many are true. I stood my ground and was busted more than once for undermining the union. Definition, getting done what a shop steward couldn't and making him look bad. My answer was always the same, **** you!! I was told by both sides that I got away with stuff no one could, but, I was loyal to all and that's what carried me through life. The real job was and will always be, working together for one common goal. Not all jobs work this way, I worked at getting it to work that way. I was 52 when I retired with almost 24 years, they found a 52 and 10 package for me. At least 52 years old and at least 10 years of service, tell you anything. At the end of the day, I was very blessed and I'm still very loyal and honest to this day. It worked for me!