 He managed to turn most of them around, but one had slipped through. He was a second generation Polish kid who just hadn't shown any commitment at all from day one. Jack and him had come to blows one day, which had prompted Mr. Pater to haul Jack into his office for a dressing down. He'd been here 30 years by then, had received nothing but praise from the owner, but then and there, at the age of 46, Jack felt like a kid again.