We have is started. Somewhere on some fertile acre, the plow knifes through soil that abounds in promise. The farmer, though he plows alone, is not alone. His life is tied in with the lives of many others, all of us who depend on him and his mechanized labors. And he in turn depends on all of us. Somewhere on a lonely range, the earth trembles under the hooves of cattle on the move, and the man who rides the range alone, can hear the rumble of distant machinery in a factory where others will finish the work he has begun. Somewhere, someone sets a blast to erupt rich oil. Metal froms of stubborn rock. And thereafter, people, many interdependent people, come to fashion the products of human inventiveness from all of the bounty of nature. Wheat. And to grow the wheat, it takes a farmer. From new york to michigan, nebraska to oregon, and the dakotas down through the great wheatbelt, 100,000 farmers grow the finest wheat. Raw material for industrial alcohols for fine finishes. Sugar. And to grow sugar, the sugar farmer. In the bottomlands of mississippi and the everglades of florida, on the delta, grows sugarcane. Cane sugar, raw material for carbon and lamp black, for solvents. Cotton, and the farmer to grow the cotton. Raw material for fabrics and lacquers and plastics. In the carolinas, georgia, tennessee, arkansas, alabama, throughout the old south and even in the deep south, cotton still is king. In texas, too, and now in california, there is a great, snowy harvest. Cartload by carload and bale upon bale as far as the eye can see. Cotton and wool for fabrics. On the slopes of the sierras, a sheepherder. He grazes his flock in the high, cool air that grows better stronger, fleeces. Goats roam the plains of arizona, texas, and new mexico, where all of the fleece is tempered by baking days and toughened by freezing nights. The fine fleece of the sheep flock and mohair goats for fine upholstery. Tough hides for tough, durable leather, and it takes tough, durable men to ride the herds for harvest. All along the red river and rio grande, 10,000 outflung herds. With sun and wind and rain and sand as tools, heat and cold, nature burnishes and strengthens hide and hair on the open range from dodge city to the foothills of the western mountains. Narrator perhaps there are jobs you never thought of as being an important part of the Great American economy pattern. But every basic task is essential to the necessity and convenience of all in this blessed land of all of us. West or south, no matter where you go or what you are looking for, you will find somebody working. Working as part of the vast and intricate and interlocking network of production that leads the raw material to finished products. A serpentine aral in florida and georgia is the first link in a n endless Conveyor Belt that winds itself from portland, maine, to portland, oregon. In the oil fields of all america, there is a manmade tree that grows, a deeprooted tree that is to yield a strange assortment of fruits that will be soap and candles, paint and asphalt. From its roots thousands of feet in the earth, the oil rig brings forth precious sap that will become a polish, lubricant, colorant, and fuel. In the giant test tubes and apparatus of refineries, the oil crudes are cracked and distilled. Here, they are cleaned and purified. Here, they are separated and sorted into 100 basic materials where 1000 interdependent industries and 1000 times 1000 interdependent workers, managers , and engineers. Narrator onthejob, commanding great tools, from deep within the plentiful earth, come the metal ores with which america is richly blessed. Copper for bearings and batteries, for radiators and electrical systems. Copper from utah and montana, from michigan and wyoming. From colorado and new mexico, from idaho and arizona and nevada. And again, more of the red gold metal from washington and oregon. Narrator this red, powdery earth is rust. Call it iron ore or ferric oxide. It is the touchstone that has magically transformed a civilization. Earth, in theed earth, fromw, red the vermilion ranges, steel has its beginnings. The mother of steel is iron. There is more than a ton of iron and steel in the car you drive. Several kinds of iron and more than 100 kinds of steel, and from the rusting earth come the ores that are the beginning of the rich harvest of metals born and mated withed iron to create metals of all kinds. To purify and refine steel, coal and coke. To harden steel for bearings and motor assemblies, molybdenum. Toughen steel for precision finadium. To shape and polish precise mechanical parts, crystalline quartz. For alloy steels and stainless steels, for bumpers and ornamental trim, bright chromium. For the tiny filaments in electric light bulbs, tungsten. For storage batteries, radiator assemblies, and engine bearings, pure lead. And even the more famously precious metal, gold. Any metal can be more precious than gold if it is the one metal needed at the time. Each metal may depend on one or more of the others for successful use. Copper and aluminum are precious themselves, and all of these ores for these many metals call for many men to dig them from the earth and bring them forth. Any natural lack or artificial shortage may stop the entire economic parade. You may be a lumberjack in washington or maine, mississippi or michigan, florida or georgia or east texas. In the paul bunyan country or the empire of the pacific northwest. The trees you fell and the logs you drive make pulp for paper to blueprint the dreams that put 100,000 men to work on a new model and a new job. The way we do it in america takes a lot of different people working together in a lot of different places. Brooksreview lets and brooks flowand together to make the river, so all of the wondrous products of forest and ranch, mine and farm flow together. On highways of steel, the many Raw Materials move, contributions of every state in the union, on highways of gravel and concrete grow the basic supplies for the mills of industry. And in the trackless skies fly products to factories for processing. In the textile mills of pennsylvania, connecticut and the carolinas, sheep wool and mohair are the beginnings for more interrelated jobs for men and women. Spun by chemical spiders into cotton, sheep wool, and mohair are woven by precise mechanical fingers into luxury fabrics. Corn. A Golden Treasure of farmers in iowa. Indiana and illinois. And corn of kansas, michigan, minnesota, ohio, and nebraska. One way of changing corn into leather is on the Assembly Line of the feeding lot. Through ther way is magic of chemistry. Corn is now directly processed into the plastic ingredients of artificial leather. With these rich and glowing colors, the chemists improve on nature. Yard after endless yard of perfect and flawless material bears ingrained in its very structure the colors and designs that will enhance its beauty in the interior trim of the finest motor cars. The tire you ride on, born in the mississippi cotton patch and a cane field in louisiana. Maybe it started when some of its makings were boiled up from the earth in california or texas. And in the factories of detroit and akron and dayton, men weve weave and fashion the basic materials, cotton and rayon, sulfur, and carbon, rubber from trees and rubber from oil wells. Narrator a gripping, springing live thing, resiliently spry and untiringly useful. Sand and flame make glass, but it takes skilled men to grind and polish glass to optical clarity for safety vision. Narrator and seeing to all of it, and again seeing that the finished project is perfect for seeing, means another long chain of interdependent jobs from sandpit through factory. The processing of fine ores into finer steels for the finest of product brings into play a great range of facilities. Narrator the linkage of jobs to be done along the line is always and infinitely expanding. From stock and sheetmetal come the basic forms to be forged and pressed, to be cut and ground, and then to be polished into many thousand interrelated but separate and individual parts in factories located along all of the railways and highways of america. Where the bumpers of your family car, steel from pittsburgh, pennsylvania, and steel from pittsburgh, california, join from copper in utah and chromium from texas for beauty combined with massive protection. The handiwork of men in the mill and smelter makes work for the hands of men in the casting and forging plants. Melted and cast into the block of the engine are gray iron. This is the bone structure for the finest transportation for all of us on all of our roads and boulevards. What we harvest, what we dig and and what we produce, roll in the workdays and paydays and play days of all of us. Here, gleaming and precise, the differential gear. It took a miner to get it from the ground and a railroad man to take it to the docks. Crews of merchant seamen carried it to the blast furnace. It took the chemist and mettler be shaped. Hat can engineers designed it. To design and build the phenomenal Machine Tools to make the machines, it took men in other plants. To build these intricate and wonderful machines themselves took other skillful men and in other factories. To guide and use the machines takes more men with hands that are skilled and finely productive. Behind each such job is the mighty panorama of men in other jobs. All of us making a living and making a fine product for others and ourselves and our families. For all of us who run machines and for all of us who sell other things to other men who run machines. Gauges to increase the powers of vision 1000 times. To make the sense of touch so delicate that it can weigh a puff of smoke. To magnify the inch a millionfold. Gauges that are marvels of precision extend the senses of men. And the compasses, comparisons, expansions, and tests that finalize the perfection of each working point. It takes supreme precision to give us the smooth and effortless driving that all of us want. But men and women, and only men and women, have the judgment to tell right from wrong, to separate the best from anything less than the best. Making sure we have done right by all of the finest Materials America can supply calls for a whole new category of excellence in service. Vigilance and devotion applied to the ideal of seeing that only the best passes inspection. In the factories, locally built giving local employment and in every great area of the nation, each factory with its systems of communications and intercommunications, is in itself a part and portion of other factories, which begin where it ends or ends where it starts, to fabricate or fashion or finish the fine products of the thousands of suppliers and thousands of suppliers who supply those suppliers with all of the parts of all of the components that help to make up the complete automobile. Narrator todays product of the superbly equipped plants is the life story of 10,000 engineers with hundreds of supporting departments and thousands of supporting suppliers, completed by the master hands of a million factory men who inscribe all of their ideas in metal. The careful and meticulous attention to every detail of quality and perfection has resulted in constantly improved performance, efficiency, and stamina through the years. That is the story told in the rhythm of the wondrously precise machines as they dance to the mastery of the workers hand. Narrator each of more than 17,000 parts must fit smoothly, accurately, and rightly with some other part. And the men on the Assembly Lines know that each part will be there when it is needed, because someone plans it that way and manages it that way. The men on the Assembly Lines know that each material will be fitting and each part will fit, because someone built it that way and someone checks it to see that it is that way. And so it is that in the finished motorcar, 17,000 separate and individual parts are so well designed and so well combined, all to give us just the qualities we demand in our finest of transportation. The beauty and comfort and the fine, long life performance with fine economy. From all of the designs and all of the plans, all of the materials from all of the processes, and all of the parts made by the skills of all the men and all the magic of the machines, move through all of the pageant of production in the great orchestration of interdependence, one upon another upon another, into a fine, climatic assembly of the finest products of all of us for all of us for all of the farms and all of the cities and towns of all of our land. And the men who inspect the final product know that each part must be a perfection certified, quality first to last. The harvest of americas finest automobiles keeps rolling off the Assembly Lines year after year, every year, finer and finer. The face of america has been changed. A factory is built out in the open country. And quickly, a great city arises around it. Narrator over broad highways made by and for the automobile, what americans have produced comes back to serve america. So it is that we can live in the country and work in the city. Life in america has changed. So it is that we can make our living on a farm and have a home in town. So it is that we can live where we want to, as Shopping Centers now come out to meet us. The ever expanding involvement of people takes on a new dimension. The great new dimension of interrelated use. The new, individual transportation means new freedom of movement to all of us, the dispelling of distance, and for country dwellers as for city dwellers, a new far and wide range of life. New businesses, large and small, have developed from putting america on wheels and created more jobs for more people, all interdependent on each other. And all continue to profit from it in ever new ways in each new generation of user. Putting americas children on wheels has changed our schools. It has made possible better education, has built better training for tomorrow, and all will profit from it in health and wealth and recreation. Putting americas workers on wheels means there is more work within ready reach, more work for men to do, and more ways to get to the work and make more money. On the money somebody else makes, all of us are dependent for the harvest of money we make. In all america, the money we make on any job changes hands many times. And every time it changes hands, it benefits all of us. The miner and farmer and rancher, all producing the finest materials. The worker and the machine using the finest and newest processes by those finest materials, building the finest and largest, lowcost cars and trucks, for anyone to haul anything anywhere, and haul anyone, including ourselves. And so it is that all of us in interdependence live independently on wheels. And all of this farreaching interdependence is the great secret of why it is possible to put americas automobile within the reach of so many people. And all america, all of its rock bound beauty, all its pleasant vistas, all its historic shrines, and all its ways of living, all its sports and recreations, all its scenic grandeur along all its farflung highways, within the reach of all. You can watch archival films on Public Affairs in their entirety on our weekly series , reel america, saturday at 10 00 p. M. And sunday at 4 00 p. M. Eastern on American History tv. Narrator your life work. Narrator milk has been called mankinds most nearly perfect food. And its use by human beings dates back several thousand years to before the birth of christ. In one way or another, millions of people depend on the dairy industry partly or entirely for their living. There are over 26 million milk
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