My dad grew up in Retsof New York and I guess about the only thing there was the salt mine. Anyway, in '89 I went to a family reunion up there and it was August and there was a yard for lack of a better term... I think that's what they called it but it was probably as big as 50 football fields. It was absolutely enormous and you could see the bulldozer pushing the salt up to the top of the mound which from the road looked like Mount McKinley. The bulldozer looked like a speck up on top of it and he told me that by springtime you couldn't fill a bucket with the salt left in that yard. I'm trying to remember. He said they would take an elevator down and it would go down like I think half a mile under the Earth. I met my cousin Terry up there and apparently he drove the train for the mine or something like that. A few years later a foreign company bought the mine and mined too close to the river or something and flooded the mine.