Later we moved into an apartment on Main Street above the hardware store. The couple we rented from was very nice. We enjoyed our college life and had many friends. Charlie and Janie Joy, Connie and Bob Schuett, Mary Jane and Ted Gores. Warren was an usher at Charlie and Janie’s wedding, and Charlie died of polio (he was in an iron lung for a month). Connie and Bob live in Waukesha, not far from Anne and I see them whenever I’m in town. Ted Gore’s family owned a canning company in Wisconsin and Ted wanted Warren to come into it with him. He chose not to. I was now working as a personal secretary for Mrs. Rose Birch, who was director of Public Welfare in Waukesha County. I remember seeing and talking with women who had been abused, with black and blue areas to prove it.

We were close friends with a couple who lived across the street from us when we lived upstairs in the Graves’s house. They had one of the early televisions, it had a small screen and black and white picture of course, but we would join them to watch Milton Berle. We loved going to the dances, and I remember one fraternity event was on the Milwaukee Clipper, and we had fun all day with a formal dance in the evening. Life-long friends were made during this time and we still keep in touch.

Warren went through hazing for Sigma Phi Epsilon fraternity. The last night a glass of water was thrown in his face, but the glass came too close and broke a front tooth, he had to have it capped. They all felt so sorry for him.

Bob Schuett’s father owned the bakery in town and this was often the hangout area after a meeting, and Warren would often bring home warm baked goods. I guess one of my big thrills at that time was when someone in the fraternity voted for me to be a “Hinky Honey” for the school’s yearbook. Every fraternity got to vote for this honey, and they wanted me but I was not a student so I couldn’t qualify, but I felt so honored anyway.