I was pondering this as I drove home from the gym this afternoon. At the next light, there is a union hall for pipefitters or something like that.
It’s a brick structure, straight out of the 1950s, with long horizontal lines and the name done up in art-deco aluminum letters mounted on the roof.
The long narrow horizontal windows set high up on the wall, bearing that greenish tint of old bulletproof glass, gives the place the appearance of being some sort of a bunker. They always fly the flag
(it was at half mast last week), so I know somebody is there, but I never see them.
So, what really goes on there? Is it a place where a bunch of bored union folk gather to swill beer and swap war stories? Is it stocked with bottled water and canned goods, for a long siege? Do they have a fallout shelter? Do they have classrooms where senior pipefitters teach the junior ones the secrets of the trade? Or is it something as dull as a place where administrative types shuffle paper?

