I came to Cass City because this is where I had signed a teaching contract. I was accustomed to a small town, and it wasn’t too far from my hometown, and besides that it was good pay–$3600. Big stuff at the time.
I lived with two other teachers in an apartment in town. Immediately, the first or second day I was here, before school even started, several women came to the school and were looking for women to be on the bowling teams. So one of my roommates and I signed up. The story that I’m about to tell you happened one night when we were going to be bowling I had a car by then, which was something else. I had never driven. I bought the car, then learned to drive. I went down to Leonard Damm’s to pick up his daughter, Shirley. When we got back in the car, it wouldn’t start–out of gas. So, I just left it there with the keys in it. This is what we did in those days. Leonard Damm took us to the bowling alley, and I don’t remember how we got home. The next noon, when I got out of school, I thought, "Well, the first thing I’ve got to do is to go down to Baldy’s Gas Station and tell him that I’m out of gas". I walked out of the school and there sits my car. I thought, "This doesn’t make any sense". I went and looked–a full tank of gas. Baldy had driven by, seen it sitting there, and had a feeling this is what I had done. So, he simply took it to the gas station and filled it up. You don’t have that happen in the city. Someone would just drive away with your car. But those days are gone. You don’t leave your keys in the car anymore.”
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