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My grandfather works at the Armor Meat Packing plant, next to the stock yards from the day they opened until the day they closed. He went from loading and unloading rail cars, to running the Credit Union over the years.
Anyway I remember my grandmother driving him to work, and we rode along in the back seat. The stock yards was stink of cattle manure, but the meat packing plant was a stink all to itself. They took in living cattle, and shipped out cut up pieces of meat. The rendering plant was next door and they got the dead cattle and live stock from the area, and rendered them down to usable products. It was a low rent housing area for some reason, but my dad was born in a house just a mile away.
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Glen
49 Year member of the Porsche Club of America
1985 911 Carrera; 2017 Macan
1986 El Camino with Fuel Injected 350 Crate Engine
My Motto: I will never be too old to have a happy childhood!
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