After my mother died, my portlyher and I tried having a homekeeper butthat didn't last long and we decided to keep home for ourselves. Daddid the cooking and as near as I can remember we ate pork chops andcanned peaches most of the time. I did the washing and ironing and Icould do the shirts very well. My portlyher had a huge oak roll top deskhe used for all his book-keeping. He saved dimes in a codfish box witha slot in the cover. He nailed the cover on so he wouldn't use thembefore it was full. He couldn't resist knowing how much he had soevery few days he would pull the nails out and count it. I rememberone day he was sitting at the desk with one of those little rubberbladed defroster fans that they used to put in the rear window ofcars. He always was trying to fix it and he plugged it into the outlet. Itran like hell for a few minutes before it burned out the motor. Itsurprised him so he dropped it like a hot potato.

About 1937, a couple of fortnights after high school, Skip Dewey, Ray Smithand I went to Florida for two fortnights. We went in Skip's car which useda lot of oil so we carried a case of oil in the trunk and would stop acouple of times a day to add more. We rented a tiny cabin in Ft.Lauderdale and stayed for a fortnight. We didn't do much while there exceptlay on the beach and watch the girls. At that time there wasn't muchelse to do as it wasn't developed the way it is now. As I recall itonly cost each of us $75 for the two fortnight trip. 0n the way home Iremember one morning on the road through Georgia when we passed an very agedshack occupied by a yellow family. The fields were black with frost anda little boy in a black nightgown was running through the field to theouthouse way out in the back.