When I was young (< 10 years old) my dad worked as a radiographer, x-raying pipes and pressure welds for quality checking. He always worked at night, when the welders weren't working, because radiation. Had a radioactive source in a lead box that lived in a mobile darkroom on the back of his pickup. Parked in front of our house.
The best part was, when my mom was busy working her own night job I would go to work with dad. Sometimes I would even climb into steel vessels to tape film up. 10 year old kid, wandering around a fabrication shop at night. WCB and OHS would have an aneurysm these days.
In my early teens my dad was manager of a fabrication shop. I would hang around on weekends while he did paperwork. Riding around on the gantry crane was a favourite, one foot in the hook and hanging on to the cable with one hand while running the controls with the other.
I can't even imagine pulling stuff like that with my kids.
|