Homestead, Pennsylvania July 12, 1943
The mighty ladle tipped over. Red steel flowed freely. Gigantic presses began to crush the melted metal with pressures that would only be found miles deep under the earth. Workers, many of them experienced for decades, slowly adjusted the process. This was one of the most skilled tasks in the entire mill. New comers could be tasked to the coke works, or to the steel matting teams, but the press for armor plating required a decade of knowledge to know what was just right versus what was truly dangerous. That was a thin line and it was not a line that a rookie, or even a three year man could be expected to know. Six hours later, the first stage of the process to turn molten metal into a piece of armor over nineteen inches thick. This was the last plate that the Navy needed for their battle line construction program. Another six weeks worth of pours were scheduled to stockpile armor that would be needed for battle damage, but after that, the few parts of the mill that could produce everything up to battleship armor could be diverted. Cruisers and tanks still were being built in great numbers and they needed armor, just nowhere near as much as the battle wagons did.
The whistle blew, and seventeen thousand workers left the Homestead Works in under an hour as another twelve thousand workers came on for the night shift. The bars along Amity Street and 8th Avenue were soon packed as the tired, hungry, thirsty and well paid steel workers congregated to drink an Iron, talk about the Pirates’ surprising season and relax before heading home.