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first part of August that I was in Sexauers Elevator at Onida talking to the manager. I had purchased a sack or two of feed for the pigs and was feeling pretty low.
The manager said "I know of a job open in a Peavey Elevator. It's at Agar". I knew enough about an elevator to drive in one door, watch someone else unload my grain and then drive out the other side.
He talked to me for a while longer and told me who to write to.
I wrote a letter to Walt F. Lytle at Huron and in a few days got an answer back wanting an interview. The war was calling in all of the good men so Peavey was groping for most anything. I was hired at $100 per month. No training. Here's the books get busy - good bye. It wasn't quite that bad but almost.
I was to go to Agar. That way we wouldn't have had far to move. Ended up going to Houghton. I had it figured that the farther we got from Okobojo the better off we
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