Miracles Really Do Occur

Up prior to dawn, it was our usual race to grab hard hats, security vests, and for our whole family to jump in to the company. We all slumped into our seats, barely awake, whilst my husband punched the accelerator, merging into the busy pre-dawn line of construction automobiles headed toward a brand new day in dusty Bakersfield, California.

Turning west off Rosedale Highway, we veered off the primary road and stopped prior to a padlocked gate. While dialing the lock numbers we quickly scanned the petroleum fields to get a special breed of foxes, a nearby endangered species that inhabited the couple of acres of abandoned dirt hills. If we saw 1 of those animals we were obliged to cease operating, contact the nearby biologist, and supposedly halt all operations till the safety of the animals was assured.( Graphitized Petroleum Coke)

No visible foxes were in sight, so we left the gate wide open for dozens of dump trucks to enter behind us and drove into a restricted hazardous waste supplies cleanup site.

Our boss had challenged us, "Can you load out 30,000 tons in the subsequent three weeks?" Randy, my newlywed husband of 4-months, replied, "Not a problem." You see, "No" and "Impossible" had been two words that just didn't exist in his vocabulary! Extremely rapidly the job turned into 15-hour days of adrenaline-charged activities as we pulled together as a family members to as soon as again total an 'impossible' job assignment.

Two of our sons, Larry and Jeff, had been quickly joined by their step-brother, Robbie, and with each other with our 3 sons we loaded the first 30,000 yards of inky black Petroleum Coke. Petroleum coke is usually the consistency of sand or ash... but we had been to quickly discover what none of the scientists and engineers could have predicted... that below the soft layer of coke was a nearly petrified strata of extremely heavy, solid pet-coke. Using the correct machinery we could have drilled and broken up that immovable strata, but all we had had been loaders. This should happen to be a red flag for what was about to occur.

Randy was an expert operator of heavy machinery, however the rest of us had been so green we needed to be taught every thing from lubrication to building ramps. I was a middle-aged mother who had previously spent more than a dozen years home schooling children and volunteering at church.( Petroleum Coke Supplier, Foundry Coke Suppliers)