By the way, my father helped organize and was the first president of a local of the Operating Engineers in the oilfields of northern Oklahoma in the mid '50s. But I left Oklahoma in 1963 and didn't return, even to visit, until 1991. When I moved to Arkansas in Jan. 2006 I had not been here since 1954, when I visited the homestead and farm where my paternal grandmother had been born and raised in the Boston Mountains in Washington County, western Arkansas. I spent my adult life in Arizona and Los Angeles. Most of the contractors for whom I worked in Los Angeles were union contractors and though engineering was a non-union position, the hourneyman electronics tech set the floor for engineering positions, so I do know something about unions and consider them a great plus, faults notwithstanding. As the Dutch said while fighting the Spanish: "It is not necessary to have hope in order to persevere."