XVI

In the early spring of 1937, I was 16 years old, a junior in high school and had my own 1929 Model ‘A’ Roadster for pleasure driving. I was a starter on the basket ball team and the prettiest girl in high school was my steady. I had a morning paper route and worked Saturdays in a grocery store; my income was about $5 per week. That was enough to for spending money. In fact, I had a bank account and may have been the richest 16 year old boy in town. I know for sure that I was the luckiest.