Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end. (No one will be ostracized for going a few words over the count.)
He remembered the building well. He received a telephone call within a few minutes of checking into his hotel from an anonymous caller telling him to get back where he came from if he didn’t “want to be carried out in a wooden box”.
He told the workers he would organize a “sit down” strike against their powerful employer. Sit-down strikers did just that, electing their own “Mayor” and other civic officials and maintaining the plant throughout the strike.
No trespassing meant death to those inside.
There’s a man who stands on his principles. My guess is that he’s about to trespass. Good one.
Interested to know what happened next!
Now that’s what you call a union activist. Well done Danny.
Always nice to receive a nice comment from you!