Late 60's, for reasons that would take too long to explain, I worked in "retailing" in Klamath Falls, Oregon, a large store, I sold tires and auto items. It was a "union" store, some small union in Portland, not even sure what it was, they did very little, as I recall. Union meetings and a bowling league were on the same night so it was not a complete waste.
I had gotten to know a guy about my age who worked in sporting goods, we used to go fishing because he had a nice boat and a new motor, and all the "accoutrements" that went along with the sport, and he always had a nice "bankroll" for after fishing activities.
A BIG union wanted in, they had nothing to do with retailing, they were primarily truckers, but their thought if they took over the retailing outlets, they would be sympathetic with those who delivered the products to the store, and in the event of a strike, well, a thorough shut down was anticipated.
That is where my friend got his boat, etc., it was anticipated that his oratorical ability with other employees would ensure their victory changing unions at the store, and it worked.
I left shortly after that, went back to Nevada and worked, at that time, in a union free environment. The union finally prevailed, I think due in part to the immense size of Harrah's and the number of employees they had. I am glad I worked in the days prior to that, and even back when we were nothing more than "clerks" to the IRS.
