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Page 77 This was my most embarassing moment but proved to be the best break I ever got. I stepped up to some women and asked what she would have. She said she would take a dozen fried cakes. What do you think old country boy George did? He went to the kitchen and put in an order for a dozen pan cakes. One of the waitresses saved the day and got the old girl a dozen donuts. She never knew how close she came to getting twelve pancakes in a brown paper bag. That afternoon the boss paid me off. The first and only time I ever was fired. A day or two after this chagrin experience I got a job painting at the State Fair grounds. I worked there for two summers and probably painted on every building on the grounds. It was outside work and I liked it. We would quit painting at least a week before the fair started. I suppose one reason for this was to make sure the paint was dry before the crowds arrived. Then I got a job on Feed & Forage. When people would bring in stock for the |