TheQuietStormKing
Safety First
I don’t know who this relic belongs to, I don’t know how long it has belonged to the mystery man. I can’t speak to the hours of dusty dirty labor it has endured, nor the places it’s been or the people who gave the best working years of their life to the Missabe. All I know is that it’s here, still, lounging above a dingy brown locker in the Proctor yard office. Small reminders of the awe inspiring history of this place are there to be found for those willing to take the time to seek them out.
Safety First
I don’t know who this relic belongs to, I don’t know how long it has belonged to the mystery man. I can’t speak to the hours of dusty dirty labor it has endured, nor the places it’s been or the people who gave the best working years of their life to the Missabe. All I know is that it’s here, still, lounging above a dingy brown locker in the Proctor yard office. Small reminders of the awe inspiring history of this place are there to be found for those willing to take the time to seek them out.