Bev asked me to write a short paragraph to be put in the Mirror. Now she knows I don’t write short paragraphs, but since this edition is for the Open House and 50 Year Celebration, here goes.
            Fifty years ago, the first part of April 1947, I got a new Studebaker truck (the only kind available after World War II). They were making other brands (Ford, Chevrolet, and International), but since none of the dealers thought I would or should be in the trucking business, I couldn’t get one of their brands. Maybe they didn’t think I could pay them if I bought one. So I am going to tell one and all how I paid for my first truck.
            My Granddad loaned me the money for the truck ($2,000), my Dad loaned me $300 for the stock and grain box. Our family insurance agent, E. J. Taylor, said he would carry me until I got enough money to pay him. The license plates were $65.00, which I had of my own. So that $65.00 is what I started in business with. I paid them all back with interest in eight months. I could go on from here, but Bev said it had to be short.