Search This Blog

Sunday, June 18, 2023

DAD WORKED IN A MINE


DAD WORKED IN A MINE

When I was 10-years-old, my dad worked with one of the largest copper mines in the world. But it’s probably not what you’re thinking. Although he was renowned for whistling while he worked, he wasn’t marching off to the mines every morning – into a cave in the darkest depths of the planet – singing “Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, it’s off to work we go…”. No, and he didn’t come home covered from head to toe in black soot. Even though he wasn’t very tall, he certainly wasn’t a dwarf – but he did marry a princess. All that aside, he did work for a mining company – in their brightly lit technology department. It was a white-shirt-and-tie kind of position.

I remember going to work with him on several occasions. His offices were in a high-rise building in downtown Salt Lake City. He worked with computers the size of cars that had 14” – 16” rolls of magnetic tape spinning around with a rhythmic hum, lots of flashing lights, and spit out information on punch cards – boxes and boxes of punch cards. Although I didn’t understand any of it, it was a wonderland for a young boy. I was fascinated with this new advanced ‘technology’ and tried to understand my dad’s explanations about the potential and future of our world through harnessing this power. He was smart – eventually a rocket scientist – but about as down to earth, approachable, and humble as they come.

He described the project he was working on for the mine – the Kennecott Copper Mine smokestack. Over the years I’ve learned just how amazing this project was. It’s still in use today. And recently I found out that my father-in-law also worked on the same project – on the construction side as a subcontractor. Small world!

The smokestack stands west of the Salt Lake City valley (20 miles from downtown and less than a mile from the southern shore of the Great Salt Lake). As of 2023 here are some of the amazing aspects of the Kennecott smokestack project that most people don’t know –

  •            Construction started in the August 26, 1974
  •            Construction completed on November 19, 1974 (I was 14) it’s now 48 years old
  •            It was a continuous concrete pour, 7 days-a-week, 24-hours-a-day, for 84 days
  •            It’s 1,215 feet high (equivalent to a 121-story high-rise)

o    The tallest building in Utah is the Wells Fargo Center at 422 feet

o    The tallest building west of the Mississippi - Wilshire Grand Ctr, Los Angeles at 1,100 feet

o    The tallest building in the USA is the One Trade Center at 1,776 feet

o    The Kennecott smoke stack is the same height as the Empire State Building at 1,250 feet (the Empire State Building was the tallest building in the world for 41 years - from 1931 to 1972 – and was the first building in the world’s history to contain over 100 stories)

o    The tallest pyramid of Giza is 481 feet

  •            It’s 177 feet diameter at the base
  •            With 12-foot wall thickness at the base
  •   \     It’s 12 feet diameter at the top (narrows down from 177 feet at the bottom to 12 feet at the top)
  •            With 12-inch wall thickness at the top
  •             The cost of the smokestack was $16.3 million in 1974 (an equivalent of $100.3 million in 2023 dollars)
  •             The smokestack is THE LARGEST free-standing structure west of the Mississippi River in the USA
  •            It’s the 4th tallest smokestack in the world and 2nd tallest smokestack in the USA (by 2 feet)
  •            It’s the 59th tallest free-standing structure in the world
  •            Amazingly… it’s one of the few cement structures in Western civilization that has miraculously avoided getting tagged for almost 50 years

As amazing and smart and accomplished as my dad was, he was just one of thousands that worked together to construct one of the world’s true wonders. It wouldn’t surprise me if the builders of the Giza pyramids, from a few thousand years away, could look back at the Kennecott Copper smokestack with awe and bewilderment, and ask themselves, “How in the world did they do that!?!?”

My dad was a builder. He built sheds and houses, cars and engines, trailers and furniture, music and books and programming source code, world record smokestacks and more. Oddly, he seemed to love cement. It’s kind of perplexing – a rocket scientist that had this strange, fond attachment to cement! He’s easy to remember for being a builder because of the structures he left behind, but he built even greater things. He bootstrapped to build a family. He had to fight to keep it together. Maybe that’s why he had a fascination with cement – it had an uncanny way of holding things together. Through all kinds of weather and turbulence and upheaval it’s strong and resilient and bulletproof. That’s how he was, what he did – regardless of adversarial circumstances, he found a way to hold it together, make it last, sustain the storm, stand the tests of time, and thrive. He found a way to lose himself in his labor, find love in it, and find a way to be happy. I think on a lot of these things when I see cement…



 

No comments:

Post a Comment