by
Ernest F.
I worked at Lockheed in the 1950s. What a
time that was, for it was one of the best places I had ever worked. I was assigned to the
second shift, and I met a lot of really nice people in management. I was amazed
that you could see the entire plane, from nuts and bolts to a completed aircraft.
I remember those years as "really good times".
I left California in the late 1970s and opened
a bar, a place I ran for 20 years. It was quite a change, but my choice. I'm retired
now. I take it easy and walk a lot, which is always good. My mind often drifts back
to Lockheed, and I think of the plant in Burbank. To my very good friends at
Lockheed Martin, I wish you only the best!
