Jennifer called me Wednesday night to tell me Danny had been burned at work — again. This is the third time he has been seriously burned at work.
My first thought was that I was about to lose him. A paper mill is a dangerous place to work, but he has had second- and third-degree burns three times now.
Like many industries, paper mills have tried to cut costs by cutting employees — and cutting corners. I don’t know whether injuries are up industry-wide, but I’d be willing to bet they are. Industry leaders use the word “efficiency,” but what it comes down to is greed.
I’ve lost one son to greed already, I can’t bear to think about losing my only surviving child to the same thing.
It’s funny — Danny and I are such polar opposites politically, but when we talk about health care and the way big business preys upon workers while CEOs make multi-million-dollar bonuses, even when companies fail, we agree that governement needs to step in and control the greed so that the middle class isn’t squeezed out of existence. We agree that people who work hard should be rewarded with the ability to support themselves.
While Danny’s out, workers’ compensation will pay 60 percent of his base salary. He did get the best medical care available anywhere this time, and it’s all paid for. But he’s still living on 60 percent of his base salary, which means he’ll sink deeper into debt. I think the company should at least be responsible for paying his full salary since it was a piece of faulty equipment that caused his burns.
I’m so grateful he’s alive. I couln’t face losing him, even if we do disagre politically.
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