The Rouge at 100

[Smirnoff]

For sure. Another thing I remember from the Engine Plant days was the pervasiveness of oil. Everything I touched at a slight film of oil. The whole place smelled of oil, punctuated only by tobacco smoke from the cigarettes dangling from the mouths of the assembly line workers. My clothes reeked of oil when the day was done.

Several us would stop for a beer[[s) on MI Ave after work & people could smell us coming....