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99 Waco said we could afford it, so I relaxed to the way I liked to do things and hadn't been able to do them for many years. I knew Sam's generosity so discounted the "affording" and loved him for it, even if it was extravagance. We arrived in Cinnci, so tired and dirty that we stopped over. Sam had some business to do, so Buddie floated his brand new sailboat in the bathtub, while I took a nap. All our clothes went down in the Servidor. By two o'clock Sam returned to have lunch with us. We took Buddie to the Zoo, then we had dinner on the open air pavilion. Sam courted me across the table to his favorite melody "Who", which the orchestra played beautifully, and Buddie watched the swans glide by. The nextmorning we took the bus to the Dayton, then to Troy. As we neared Troy, Sam became increasingly nervous. He confessed that he hadn't told Clayt he was going to Winston-Salem, but from the wires he had received while there, from Clayt, he guessed Clayt was prepared to see all of us. Sam looked forward to strutting us before the girls who worked next door, to the factory. When the shades were very noticeably down, he looked so pathetic I had to laugh, and so did he, consoling himself with the fact that they were peaking from behind. He had told them that he was bringing his wife and son home from spending the winter in the south. Due to our stop over in Cinnci, my trunk had already arrived. That little air service insignia was like a yaller dog from home, for Herb Junkin and Clayt, who were standing with backs to the door, were so full of business that I felt almost like Herb had when he arrived in Lorain, I appreciated that building Wacos was a business, almost none of mine, but within the next few weeks, I began to feel at home. Sam and Buddie were overcome by the sun, within the first week, and I certainly had a good scare. We were still living in the hotel, so Sam was kept in bed, for a while. We found a duplex house close enough to walk to the factory yet in a respectable neighborhood. The town certainly knew a stranger, and city clothes. Sam said we would build our own home the
