Aircraftmaker Donald Douglas sat down at a long walnut desk in his Santa Monica plant and squiggled his name to a sheaf of papers. Fot the president of Douglas Aircraft, the action was a major milestone.
The man who had long prided himself on running the biggest open shop in the world had signed his first contract with the mighty U.A.W.-C.I.O. Afterwards, in his private dining room, he fed poached eggs on corned beef hash to the union signers.
But the squiggle was only one quiver on the seismograph of the labor earthquake shaking...
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