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the days to come. During my senior year in high school, I became interested in one of my students. We were married in 1895. When the newlyweds returned from Monroe, Michigan where the ceremony had been performed, father called me into the barn for a belated father-son talk.

      "Son, he said, "it is customary that when a takes on the responsibility of a wife that he support her. You may stay here until you can do that, but make it snappy."

     That was when the night school class began to pay off. I had little trouble getting a job with the Harrison Telephone Company as their trouble shooter. My starting salary was $10.00 per week with no limitation on hours. I was on my way to economic independence, or so I thought.

     Shortly after, I received an offer from the Central Union Telephone Company. First I was employed to install new telephones. Then an inspector or trouble shooter. Later a repair switchboard man, and then I was sent to Mansfield, Ohio to assist to install a new plant. While there, I became chief inspector on a permanent basis, in charge of maintenance. My salary at this point was as I remember $60.00 per month.

      After a short turn at Akron, Ohio as chief inspector in charge of maintenance. I was then sent to Fostoria, Ohio as business manager. Two years later I was back in Toledo installing a new multiple panel switchboard, the type used today, with new and useful improvements.