I was in the Army Infantry, Camp Robinson, Little Rock, Ark., when the atomic bomb was dropped on Japan. My first thought was that Japan would retaliate and that atomic warfare would be the end to this wonderful world. But my greatest fear became my greatest joy when a peace agreement was announced. I then, for the first time in many years, felt a need to find a church and give my thanks for having mankind saved.
For me, a young girl, the Great Depression was horror. I wore a woman's worn-out shoes. My father was bankrupt. He was able to rent a basement apartment. The living room became the shop in which he did tailoring, repairing and dry cleaning. The rest of the apartment was our home. He had no cash register; instead, he put the day's transactions into an old cigar box which he kept in the bedroom dresser drawer.