Ask a foundryman what he does and he might humbly say that he “melts metal and pours it into a mold to make a casting.”

More eloquently stated:
“I am feeding and clothing the people of the world. I am purifying and transporting the water Man drinks. I am digging the world’s coal and drilling its oil. I am building thousands of miles of highways and railroads, and the locomotives, trucks and automobiles that travel over them. I make airplanes that fly through the air and ships that ply the seven seas. I make the tools with which Man accomplishes his work and I must sadly admit that I make the implements of war with which Man attempts to destroy his kind. Products of my foundry are in the hospital delivery room, where Man is born, in his home and at his work bench while he lives, in the mortuary when he dies. Throughout his life, I have bettered his standard of living to a point where the working man of today lives in a splendor undreamed by the kings of the Middle Ages. I have put Man into orbit around the Earth and I have sent the Man safely to the Moom and back. In the process of all these accomplishments, I have made a positive impact on the world’s environment by recycling Man’s waste and transorming it into useful products.  It is no wonder that I am proud to be a foundryman.”