We were in a new world. Hayden got up each morning and went to work at the electronic components factory in South Bend. God knows we needed the factor.... We all thought it would close by the end of the Vietnam War when the aviation parts they manufactured were no longer needed. The Studebaker plant closed three years before we graduated from high school. Ball Band had been purchased and the Mishawaka Woolen Mills name had already been dropped. We weren’t sure how our other industries would. It was late afternoon when I returned home from the store, and Michelle again knocked, returning my tools. We chatted for a while, and I asked how things were going. Jackie came out, wiping sweat from her face and said that they still needed to finish filling a waterbed. I offered to cook them steaks for dinner, at my place, and treat them to a well deserved break. They hesitated for all of one second and agreed. I asked if six o'clock would be alright, figuring they would want to clean up.. They were hiring again as the first generation of aircrews aged and moved on to greener pastures. She knew it wouldn’t last. Her education told her that the typical airline business model was flawed and that in fact, taken in its entirety, the passenger airline industry had never made a profit. Still, she enjoyed her job. She didn’t take her work home. She could perform her duties in her sleep. She enjoyed the travel and had no family to miss her. As exhausted as she would be after five days on. .. with a little help from my wonderful sisters."Mom went up to her room to change while I went out back to get the grill going. I stopped along the way to turn the slaw in its bowl. I asked Bea to bring me the hamburger patties in three minutes. I turned the grill on high, and brushed the top again, making sure it was clean. Bea came out with a plate with the patties and a plate with the cheese slices on it. I went back to cooking supper for us and let my mind drift some. What did I want to.