The ladies on the mudcat are beyond impressing, Carol. I inherited the plant anyway, it's been in the family for years, and until we had the first big bang we had successfully convinced the neighborhood that we were making doll clothes for the Ken doll. Oh well, the truth will out eventually, I suppose, but the neighbors are still complaining about respiratory problems from all the dust. I keep telling them, "Wait 'til it rains!?

DougR