My cousin and I were walking thru the Dundee section of Passaic the other day, trying to catch a glimpse of our social heritage and family history. Dundee was where our grandparents came to work and live, after leaving Poland back around 1910. The place has changed a lot since we used to get dragged there on Sunday afternoons by our parents. Our grandparents, and the old factories where they used to work, are now long gone. But here are two hold-outs: the railroad tracks and an old warehouse.