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                <head>Interview with Icy Norman, April 6 and 30, 1979. Interview H-0036.</head>
                <byline>Conducted by Mary Murphy</byline>
                <note type="deposit" anchored="no">
                    <p>Transcript on deposit at The Southern Historical Collection, The Louis Round
                        Wilson Library</p>
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                    <p>Citation of this interview should be as follows: <lb/>“Interview H-0036, in
                        the Southern Oral History Program Collection #4007, <lb/>Southern Historical
                        Collection, The Wilson Library, <lb/>University of North Carolina at Chapel
                        Hill”</p>
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                <note type="copyright" anchored="no">Copyright © 2007 The University of North
                    Carolina</note>
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                <head>Abstract</head>
                <p>Like many families in North Carolina in the early twentieth century, the Norman
                    family left a farm for town life, finding jobs in factories and textile mills in
                    and around Burlington, North Carolina. Icy Norman began her working life at age
                    thirteen, when she was offered a job by her aunt's boss at a shoe factory. She
                    loved to work, and she loved to earn money, and she brought her work ethic from
                    job to job, eventually settling into a job at a textile mill in Burlington at
                    the age of twenty-nine. She would stay at that job for the rest of her career.
                    In this interview, Norman remembers the rhythms of farm life, from corn
                    shuckings to ice cream socials, and from milling wheat to gristing corn. She
                    then remembers her working life after her father died and her mother sold the
                    farm: learning her trade on the mill floor by practicing for weeks before
                    earning a paycheck; winning the respect of her employers for her honesty, hard
                    work, skill, and ingenuity; resisting unionization; and retiring without a
                    pension in 1976. This interview is about one woman's devotion to her job, and
                    the emotional rewards she earned from her work, often in lieu of financial
                    rewards. Norman looks back on her working life with great fondness, but also
                    with regret that she did not profit more from an industry she feels she helped
                    to build.</p>
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                <head>Short Abstract</head>
                <p>Icy Norman recalls her long working life, most of which was spent at a textile
                    mill in Burlington, North Carolina.</p>
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                <head>Interview with Icy Norman, April 6 and 30, 1979. <lb/>Interview H-0036.
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                    <head>[TAPE 1, SIDE A]</head>
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                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>It was mean. It was just terrible.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Were the people who first worked up in the mill from other areas? Mr.
                            Haithcock thought that they had brought in a lot of people from New
                            Jersey and Alabama to run some of the machines up there. And that's why
                            a lot of the neighborhood was so rough.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I'll tell you, I don't know where they was from. I do know it was a lot
                            of rough people. A lot of cussing and carrying on in the mill. But they
                            finally got that all straightened out.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Was that mostly the men?</p>
                    </sp>
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                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Just the men. Especially on pay day night, on the second shift. They get
                            as drunk as, they didn't know what they was doing. They got that all
                            straightened out. Over the years you hardly hear anybody say a cuss word
                            up there. You never did see nobody come in there drunk on the job. They
                            got out of their Little Chicago mess when the mills went expanding. Like
                            I told Mr. Love one time, "A lot of times it is a lot and lot of yarn
                            that is wasted." I says, "You're making waste. Which if people would
                            just stop long enough and take time, they can run that yarn. You're
                            losing a lot of yarn that could be made into good cloth." I reckon he
                            told the boss man and they got to watching some of them. They'd go and
                            check on them and see. It was terrible, awful that the waste them people
                            made. They'd just tear off yards and yards of cloth. It was just a mess
                            there for a while. They finally got the mill going and going straight. I
                            reckon people went to getting concerned about their jobs, and all and I
                            went to taking only a little interest in it. But as I said, a lot of
                            people would go to the restroom and sit two and three hours and left
                            their job standing. That's not right. I believe in doing your job and
                            not laying down on it, not slacking back waiting on somebody else.
                            Everybody who is in any kind of mill work, any kind of textile work,
                            they give <pb id="p2" n="2"/> you a job and they expect you to do that
                            job. They don't expect you to lay back and lay down and let it be in a
                            mess when the next man come in on that job. I can always say that my
                            job, when I left it, it was straightened out. The next one that come in
                            on my job didn't have any problems. My trucks was filled up, my mills
                            was creeled up. Of course, when we was skein winding, we had to run all
                            of our yarn off and clean our swifts off and wipe up. But creeling, they
                            had a thing that went around the mill and blowed the lint off. We didn't
                            have to clean up. Maybe every two or three months we'd have to take all
                            the yarn out, and as they'd say, "Wash the mill." We'd clean it with
                            rags and alcohol. Then we'd creel it back up, thread it back up, start
                            it again. I always left my job in good shape.</p>
                    </sp>
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                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Was it very dusty in the mill?</p>
                    </sp>
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                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Yeah, it was pretty dusty in the cotton part. That creeling job was
                            something on cotton until they put them fans that run around the track.
                            That would blow the lint off of it. It was terrible until they put that
                            up there. Out there in the cotton winding room, I don't know whether
                            they ever did get anything. Now they did on the twisters, they had them
                            blow things on the twisters that would run around the track. That kept
                            the lint off of the yarn. But now the winding, they'd have to stop off
                            about twice a day and clean up in the cotton winding room.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Did people have trouble breathing sometimes?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I don't know. I never did work in the cotton winding room. The only cone
                            winding I done was on them little Universal winders. But I did work on
                            the cotton creeling. Them fans kept it blowed. The lint, and it wasn't
                            too linty. When the mill was stopped off and we was changing the mill or
                            creeling a mill on it was pretty linty. But when we started it up them
                            fans would start blowing. Then the lint would all blow off.</p>
                    </sp>
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                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Do you ever remember any strikes up at the mill?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Yeah.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>When was that?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I believe it was in the latter part of '30 or maybe '31. They struck up
                            there and I think they were out about two weeks. Then the old union
                            would come to the mill and give out them old papers, wanted you to sign
                            up. A lot of them did sign up. I never did sign up for it.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>How come?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I don't know. I didn't understand all it was about. I didn't think it was
                            a good thing to do, to be honest with you. So I never did sign up for
                            it. But a lot of them up there did sign up for it. But they never did
                            get the union. Three or four months they would be out there. Then they
                            put that fence around the mill.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>When was that that they put the fence up?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>That there was along about '34 or '35.</p>
                        <p>They'd be out there at the gate with them old union papers wanting you to
                            sign up. A lot of them in the Burlington Mill did sign up. And one time
                            they thought that they really had the union, but they never did get it.
                            But I never did mess with it.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Did people come around and talk to you about why you should join?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes. I'd tell them I wasn't interested in it and they'd go on and leave
                            me alone. I didn't know whether it was good or bad so I didn't mess with
                            it. Something I don't know nothing about I don't like to mess with. So I
                            just never did mess with it.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>When they went on strike, did everybody go out?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, they had shooting. Up there at the Plaid Mill they shot <pb id="p4"
                                n="4"/> out the windows and they done right much damage up there. I
                            know they'd all gang up up here, but I don't think there was ever any
                            shooting up here. Down at the Plaid Mill it was. They'd throw rocks,
                            break out the window lights. All of that while they was on strike up
                            there. I believe Mayfair and Plaid Mill both was out.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Why did the people go on strike?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>They claimed they wanted more money. <note type="comment"> [Laughter]
                            </note> That's all I could ever hear them say. They did do right much
                            damage up there at Plaid Mill and Mayfair.</p>
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                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Did you know Reverend Swinney very well?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Oh, yeah.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>What was he like?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>He was a sweet person. He was just a friend to everybody. When we come
                            here the Glen Hope Church was in a little wooden building. Like you're
                            going up Beaumont towards the mill at the stoplight. Over on the left
                            after you turn, it would be on the right. It was a little wooden
                            building up there. And that's where Preacher Swinney started preaching.
                            In that little wooden building. Then they built the first church. That's
                            the one that got burnt down. Then they moved. Where he was they kind of
                            made a little apartment out of it. I think Holt owned that. They lived
                            out in the field in a great old big house. But now Burlington Mills
                            bought all that and tore that house out and made a parking lot and built
                            a trucking terminal and all out there. They owned it. They had a three
                            room apartment that people lived in. They finally bought so much of that
                            land back over where it was at that they tore it down.</p>
                        <p>Yeah, Preacher Swinney was a fine person. He had a hand in making
                            Burlington what it is. Really have to give him the praise for that. <pb
                                id="p5" n="5"/> He really had a great hand in making Burlington Mill
                            people and the rest of Burlington what it is.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>He was very influential?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Yeah, he was a good person. He was a likable person. He just had friends
                            everywhere.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Did he and Spencer Love….</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Yeah, him and Spencer Love was real close. Spencer Love would give money
                            to that church, money to help build that church. When that first church
                            burnt down, I think Burlington Mills give them money on the church now
                            that they got. I think they put in a whole lot of money to start it
                            back.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>But they had helped build the first one, too?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Yeah. Spencer Love give big donations on that. And they give a lot on
                            this other church. All of them head officials of the Burlington plant
                            and Swinney was real close friends.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Did you go to the Glen Hope Church? Would he ever talk about the mill at
                            church?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>You know like homecoming, he would always tell about. Sometimes Preacher
                            Swinney would say that Spencer Love told him that whenever he needed
                            anything to come to him and he would get it. Some of the rest of them
                            might have told you that he would go and tell him the problem and
                            Spencer Love would give him the money. Spence helped a lot in that
                            church up there. I reckon they still give some to it, I ain't telling it
                            for sure. But I do know that other church they did.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Did Reverend Swinney's brother used to work up in the commissary in the
                            mill? I thought Mr. Haithcock told me that Jack Swinney ran the
                            commissary up there.</p>
                    </sp>
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                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>You mean the one that started the commissary. Might have been him coming
                            around. They started bringing a little long tub on wheels in twice a
                            day, with ice in it with ale. Then they started bringing little cookies
                            and like that in. It was a hand cart. Now, what was his name? Anyway, he
                            opened the commissary. He run the commissary for years and years. Until
                            they expanded and built a place for the employees to go eat. Get things,
                            all kinds of stuff out of the machines. He quit then. Bill Hancock was
                            his name. He went somewhere and then went up there and started a little
                            ice cream parlor. That's the last account I have of Bill Hancock. But he
                            run that commissary. I can't remember nothing about… unless it was, I
                            don't think it was Preacher Swinney's brother. It could have been.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Did you know Mrs. Swinney?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>She's just the sweetest.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>We're going to try to call her and see if we can visit her sometime next
                            week.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Have you been up to Clarence's and Irene's? That's Preacher Swinney's
                            daughter and son-in-law. He's the pastor of the church now. Clarence
                            Vaughn. He lives right up there in that brick house. That's where
                            Preacher Swinney and Mrs. Swinney lived. They built that for them.
                            Swinney retired and they bought this house that they're living in, the
                            church did, for Preacher Swinney and Mrs. Swinney. Then Clarence and
                            Irene moved in the pastor's house there. But the church bought this
                            home. You ought to go see them and talk to them.</p>
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                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Did your mother ever work in the mill?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Not here. My mother worked some in Schoolfield. My daddy never would let
                            her work. She had a job and worked I reckon about three months. My baby
                            sister, she was just a little baby. They had a nursery. They would <pb
                                id="p7" n="7"/> take me and my brother and my baby sister—she wasn't
                            four months old—to the nursery. Mama worked three or six months, I can't
                            say. One morning there my daddy told her, "I didn't marry you to work.
                            You got all the work you need at home and your children. It's not a
                            wife's place to work. If a man can't make a living for his wife and
                            children, he ain't no business marrying. Now if you going to work, I'll
                            quit and come home and tend to our children." So Mama went in and worked
                            her notice and come home. That's all she ever did work. My daddy
                            wouldn't let her work. He didn't like it because she worked then. I
                            don't think it was over three or maybe six months she worked. He says,
                            "I'm not dragging these little young ones out in the cold carrying them
                            to that nursery of a morning. Your place is at home and that's where
                            you're going to be. If I can't make a living for you, then you can go to
                            work and I'll quit and tend to the young ones."</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>What kind of nursery was that?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>They had trained nurses, real nurses. I mean they had a degree. It was a
                            big nursery that the company had. They would keep tiny babies,
                            year-olds, two years on up until they was sixteen years old. They had a
                            category for each one. They had trained nurses. They checked when you
                            went in that nursery—they changed your clothes, they put their clothes
                            on you. They checked each child every morning. The little tots, where
                            they could set up at the table, they had a big round table about that
                            wide with little chairs for them little young ones to sit there and eat.
                            Then they had place for the bigger children. It was a huge place, you
                            know. They went in age groups. They had doctors to come in once a week
                            to check each child. If any one of the children was running a
                            temperature they would send for its mother to come home, to come to the
                            nursery to take that child home.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Did the mill pay for that?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p8" n="8"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>The mill paid for that. Old Dr. Crumpler was the mill doctor there. They
                            had a dentist. I forget what the dentist's name was. One time I had a
                            toothache. My daddy carried me up there. That old dentist pulled my
                            tooth. Didn't numb it, I thought I would die, sure enough. That made me
                            scared of dentists. It was years before I'd go to one.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>It sounds like the mill ran the whole city.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>They did. They built a Y.M.C.A. and they had this nursery. Then they
                            built a huge Hilton Hall. Oh, that was a huge building. It was eight
                            stories high, counting the two ground floors, counting the basement.
                            They built that. People could go there that worked in the mill and have
                            a boarding place. They served your meals and everything. They didn't
                            charge but so much a week. All they had to do was cross the railroad and
                            right into the mill. Then they built that Y.M.C.A. Then they put a movie
                            in here. They had a huge city park. That was the most beautifulest park
                            you ever seen. It was then, I don't know how it is now. I ain't been
                            over there in years. Schoolfield just run all of Schoolfield.</p>
                        <p>North Danville, they had a cotton mill down there. They went in together
                            and expanded. They are kind of expanding like the Burlington Mill,
                            expanding out. Seems like the Plaid Mill or the Mayfair did run some
                            yarn, nylon, for the Dan River. They expanding out too.</p>
                    </sp>
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                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Did you know Hester Taylor? She lives over on Rt. 100 going towards Elon.
                            She came from Schoolfield and used to work up at the mill. She was a
                            weaver.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I don't know but one Hester Taylor. I wonder if that there is my
                        cousin.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p9" n="9"/>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Her husband's name was Ellis.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I don't remember this one. The one I'm talking about has been married
                            twice. Her and her first husband is separated.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>I don't think that's this one. I was just talking to her the other day
                            and she used to board up in Hilton Hall. She couldn't remember the name
                            of it.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Hilton Hall was the name of it. They had swimming pools there. They had
                            exercise rooms, a gym. A huge gym. Once a week us school children we'd
                            go swimming there. One day out of the week we'd go to the gym. One day
                            out of the week we'd go learn to cook. One day out of the week we'd go
                            learn to sew, the girls would. They had something else for the boys,
                            too. But I never did learn to swim. I still don't know how to swim. It
                            would just tickle us to death to go over to that Hilton Hall. It was so
                            pretty. We'd go over to that gym, we'd play. They had all kinds of
                            swings and things. Now they never did have no see-saw. When we went into
                            that gym we had to have our white tennis shoes on and our white socks.
                            If we didn't have no white tennis shoes we had to pull our shoes off.
                            That floor was just like a looking glass. But if we had our white tennis
                            shoes, we could wear our white tennis shoes in there. We'd go over there
                            and have plays over there. It was just wonderful.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Did you like school?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I liked school up until I was in the fifth grade and my mama got sick. My
                            daddy couldn't get nobody—back then it was hard to get anybody to stay
                            with you.</p>
                    </sp>

                    <p>
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                    <pb id="p10" n="10"/>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Did they hire their teachers as well?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Went to school over on Baltimore. Had a great old big school over there.
                            It went to the ninth grade, was the highest it went. Then when you got
                            to the tenth grade you had to go over there towards Luland Lake. You had
                            to go over there to that school when you got to the tenth grade. Over
                            there in Baltimore school you could go until the tenth grade. I wished I
                            had a went on back. I see where I made my mistake. I thought I'd be out
                            six weeks. I never would catch it up which I could have. But I never did
                            go back.</p>
                    </sp>
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                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>So when did you get your first paying job?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>When I first went to work? That was at Elkin. They have a shoe factory
                            there. My aunt, my daddy's sister, worked in the shoe factory. She'd
                            always come over there on Sunday night and my brother would take her to
                            Elkin. She stayed down with my cousin all week. Dewey would get her and
                            bring her and then she'd go on home. Sunday night she told mama, "I want
                            to take Icy down with me and let her see the shoe factory. It'd be a
                            curiosity to her." I wasn't but thirteen years old. Mama says, "We got a
                            big day. Got a big washing to do, I don't care if she goes if she gets
                            back and gets this washing out." So I went on down there. Aunt Leotta
                            carried me all over the shoe factory. Fred Knees was over. We was
                            looking at different things, the cutting room. We started from where
                            they started the shoe and ended up where the shoe was ready for you to
                            wear, to be sold.</p>
                        <p>Fred Knees come up and he says, "Miss Carter, who is this little lady you
                            got?"</p>
                        <p>Aunt Leotta says, "That's my niece."</p>
                        <p>He says, "Does she want a job?" I looked at him and thought my goodness,
                            he's crazy. <pb id="p11" n="11"/> Aunt Leotta laughed and said, "Yeah,
                            she wants a job." Aunt Leotta was full of life, you know. He says,
                            "Well, take her on up there with you and learn, show her how."</p>
                        <p>I looked at her and says, "I didn't come down here after no job."</p>
                        <p>Aunt Leotta says, "You come on here." Well, I went on. She told Dewey
                            that Fred give me a job and he went home. Boy, mama had a fit. That
                            young one down there, she ain't old enough to work.</p>
                        <p>I went in there and learnt to make shoes.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>What was that like?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>It was electric sewing machines. They had a cutting room. They had sizes
                            and would cut so many shoes out, vamps, and then they would cut the heel
                            part. Then they would send it to the sewing room. Well, you take it
                            there. They had it stamped. You put it on that brandisher, back part of
                            the shoe to the vamp and you sewed. You'd go up this side and back down,
                            make two little stitches along there. When you got that done, they'd
                            take you along to the one that made the linings. The linings was made
                            just like the shoe. And they'd make that and stack it and send it on in
                            to where they put the soles on. Then they'd send it. Then put the heel
                            on. It was interesting. I worked there then until it went bankrupt. Fred
                            Knees then went into the woolen mill.</p>
                        <p>My daddy died in February. He come up there and he told mama. See, my
                            daddy owned this farm. He told mama, "Now, I can give Icy a job in the
                            inspecting room."</p>
                        <p>Mama says, "Can you give Barney and Dewey a job?"</p>
                        <p>He says, "No, I can't put them on right now. I ain't got no opening. But
                            I can put Icy to work. I got an opening in the inspecting room." That's
                            inspecting them blankets. I know you seen them Chatham blankets.</p>
                        <pb id="p12" n="12"/>
                        <p>Mama says, "No she's not going to go to work unless you give Barney and
                            Dewey a job. If she goes to work they'll have to take her down there and
                            go get her, bring her back. That's too much running. I don't want her
                            staying away from home all week."</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>How far was the farm?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>About nine miles. He says, "Let Icy go to work and maybe in a few days I
                            can have an opening for Barney and Dewey."</p>
                        <p>Mama says, "No, if you can't put them all three to work, she ain't going
                            to work."</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Your mother sounds like a tough bargainer.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Mama knowed how to manage and she knowed how to make a living. Naturally
                            she didn't want me away from home, me nothing but a young one. I wasn't
                            but thirteen years old. Well, I was fourteen then, I just worked at the
                            shoe factory a year 'till it went busted. So, it would cause Barney and
                            Dewey to make a lot of trips. Mama couldn't see no point in that. Then
                            we went to Linksburg and I got a job in the cotton mill there filling
                            batteries.</p>
                        <p>I worked there a long time. And Dooley Carter, the fixer that was in the
                            shoe factory, he found out that he run into Barney and Dewey. He was a
                            boss man then. I know you seen the Craddock Terry shoes. He come over
                            there on Sunday evening. He says, "Icy, I want you to go to work for me
                            over in the Craddock Terry shoe factory." Talking about a shoe factory.
                            That thing was three stories high. Boy, you walk in that mill you
                            thought you was walking on a piece of glass. Everything was clean as a
                            pin. You didn't see nothing out of place.</p>
                        <p>I says, "Dooley, how much will I make?"</p>
                        <p>He says, "I'll start you off at two dollars and a quarter a day." That
                            was more than I was making in the cotton mill.</p>
                        <p>I says, "Allright, when do you want me to come in? I'll have to tell Mr.
                                <pb id="p13" n="13"/> Sneed and work my notice."</p>
                        <p>He says, "You work this week's notice and then you be over there next
                            week."</p>
                        <p>I went over there and I worked. Then work got bad. We'd work a week and
                            stand two weeks. That's when we come to Burlington. See, I was working
                            and making money. I come to Burlington and went into the Burlington
                            Mills with nothing.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>When you were learning to sew on the shoes and then in the cotton mill,
                            did they pay you while you were learning?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Yeah. They started me right off. I made five dollars a week in the shoe
                            factory. No, five dollars and a half because we worked five days and a
                            half. Dooley, he started me off at two dollars and a quarter a day.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Did you like the work in the shoe factory?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I just loved the shoe factory. I enjoyed it and I hated to quit. Barney
                            and Dewey didn't get no work period. I was the only one that was a
                            working. Then I'd work a week and be out two weeks. And so mama said she
                            thought it was better for us to go see if we could get a job where all
                            could work. So we took off and we come to Burlington and have been in
                            Burlington ever since.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>What year was that, that you came to Burlington?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Twenty-nine. Been fifty years.</p>
                    </sp>
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                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>When you and your mother moved from the farm to Linksburg, did you sell
                            the farm?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>No, not right then. We did later on. We sold it after we moved here.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Could you not make a living off the farm?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p14" n="14"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Oh, yeah. But mama just took a notion she wanted to sell it. I begged her
                            not to sell it. She had the say-so, so she sold it.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Did you like living on the farm?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Yeah, I enjoyed it. I'd get out there about daylight. Dooley, he would be
                            a plowing this field. I'd be in this field on a harrow I'd have that
                            field harrowed by the time he had that field plowed. Then we'd plant our
                            crop. Then when the stuff come in we worked from sun up to sun down.
                            That was good days. Back then you could work in the field until it was
                            so dark you couldn't. Then you'd come in and have to milk the cow and
                            feed the horses or the mules, whatever you had. Then fix supper. Then
                            wash the dishes. Then you'd have time to go somewhere in the
                            neighborhood. You know, the neighbors there lived a half a mile, maybe a
                            mile apart. Some of them two miles. Some would always come to my house.
                            We'd take a circle and we'd visit everybody, they'd take a circle until
                            they'd visited everybody. And everybody just had a good time. Now people
                            don't have time. They have more things to work with. They don't even
                            know what the next door neighbors is doing. That's the truth.</p>
                        <p>Now you take a lot of places here in Burlington, you can have a lot of
                            sickness and your next door neighbor don't know you're sick. You can
                            have a death in your family and they don't know anybody's dead. I don't
                            believe in that. I believe in fellowship and being friends and
                            cooperating with everybody. I reckon it is because the way my daddy and
                            mama raised me. People this day and time, they don't act like they care
                            anything for you. All for self. But me, the greatest joy is if I can do
                            you a favor. I want to do you that favor. I get more joy out of that and
                            more happiness. If somebody's sick that I know I can <pb id="p15" n="15"
                            /> go to them and help them, any hour day or night. I'm ready to go.
                            It's a joy to go in fellowship and do for people. That's my great—I said
                            I didn't have no family. In the other sense of the word, I've got a big
                            family, because I try to fellowship with the other fellow. If they need
                            something, I'm there to help them. If I can do them a favor, I'm there
                            to do it. I think that there is a lot of joy to me. Of course, some
                            people may think that ain't no joy in doing that. But it is. You just
                            come right down to it, you get more joy out of doing some little thing
                            than anything in the world. You know, money can't buy happiness. Money
                            can't buy joy. That's why I said I enjoyed working on my job. I got a
                            pleasure out of it and it made me happy to do my job. When I come out of
                            that mill, I know that I done the very best I could. Somewhere along the
                            way I felt a peaceful mind. It's wonderful to feel that way. When I left
                            the Burlington Mill, I left my family. They all felt like my brothers
                            and sisters. I worked with some of them so long. I was the oldest one in
                            Pioneer Plant, the oldest hand that they had. When those others come
                            along, I got acquainted with them, I growed to love them. And I growed
                            to fellowship with them. We'd all laugh and have fun together. It was
                            just like leaving one of my family. I couldn't help but cry. I said all
                            the time I wasn't going to cry. When I went out and started home I did
                            cry, but they didn't know it.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>You didn't think it was the difference between living in the country and
                            living here that made that difference of neighbors?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>You mean trying to be friends with people. My daddy and mother teached us
                            eight children to love and fellowship. If you could share something with
                            somebody, do that. I reckon it was the way I was raised. Now you take
                                <pb id="p16" n="16"/> us children. If we had something that the
                            other one didn't have, we shared it, what little we had, with them. Back
                            then children didn't have things like children has today. We didn't know
                            what toys was. We would get an allowance, each one of us, a nickel a
                            week. We thought that was something. We'd go to the store and buy a
                            nickel's worth of candy. We'd get a big sack full of candy for a nickel.
                            My brothers and my sisters eat theirs all up and I had some. I just sat
                            down and we share it together. That's the way we was. And if mine was
                            gone, we'd share it until it was all gone. I reckon it was the way I was
                            raised. I reckon it was one reason I took so much interest in employees.
                            Now there was a lot of employees, different ones would learn them their
                            job. They never did go back to lend that girl a lending hand if she got
                            in a hole. I'd feel so sorry for her. I'd go over there and help her get
                            straightened out. Really, it wasn't my place to go. I always put other
                            people before me. I love to see other people have plenty and have
                            everything they want if I don't have it. I get the joy of seeing them
                            being happy.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>What kind of things did people do together in the country?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>At school they'd have a supper. They'd call it a box supper. The
                            teenagers, the young ones, they'd fix it. Well, if we was going to have
                            a supper tonight at the school, well, you would cook something yourself.
                            And you'd fix you a box and you'd wrap it real pretty. But you'd fix
                            your box so you knowed it from the others. You didn't put your name on
                            it. They would give that box off. The one that bid the highest, well,
                            you had to eat supper with the boy. That was a lot of fun. We would have
                            ice cream suppers and we'd have parties. In the wintertime they'd have
                            dances in some of the homes. Of course, my daddy never would let them
                            have a dance there. But he didn't care if us young ones was going. The
                            young people would meet at our house once a <pb id="p17" n="17"/> week.
                            We'd have the biggest time. But my daddy never would let them have a
                            dance. We'd go to dances at some of the rest of the homes. But we had to
                            be home from that dance by ten-thirty, at the latest. No later. If we
                            was later than ten-thirty we didn't get to go no more for a while. I
                            don't know, all of us boys and girls go together. We all growed up
                            together. We just had a big time. I reckon when you been with somebody
                            like that and then you go into a textile mill, go to working, well, it
                            come natural that you want fellowship with your co-workers. You want to
                            be acquainted with them, to be friends with them. You take a lot of
                            people come in the mill and work eight hours and never speak to you.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Would people in the mill village get together and do things like
                        that?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Yeah, they have the church. Senior citizens. They meet once a week and
                            carry a covered dish. Then they meet, like the Sunday school classes, at
                            your house. And the next month they meet at somebody else's house until
                            it goes around. They have this big bus at the church, senior citizens go
                            different places. I believe it was sometime along in March they went to
                            Charlotte for the day. They go trips. People get together. Anybody can
                            go on that wants to, if the bus ain't filled up. If you find out they're
                            going, you just have to call Mildred and ask her if they got a vacant
                            seat and you can go.</p>
                        <p>Another thing I enjoy, I like to get up real early and take my mile walk.
                            But it's been so bad I ain't been this week.</p>
                    </sp>
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                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Where do you walk?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I usually go out Piedmont Way, down Hopedale Road, back down North Mebane
                            Street back in around to the stoplight back up to Beaumont then back
                            home. It's a mile.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p18" n="18"/>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>When you first came here, how big was the mill village?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Just a little old bitty place.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Mostly over by Piedmont Way?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Yeah. Let's see, Piedmont Way and then Long Street was the mill houses.
                            That street over there back of Long Street, it was mill houses. But the
                            ones that was going from the corner of Piedmont Way on Beaumont down on
                            the left side, they was the Silk Mill houses. But then from Piedmont
                            back to that other street was Burlington Mill houses.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Do you know when this part of the town was incorporated into
                        Burlington?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I don't remember.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Because people say it was a real rough neighborhood until it got
                            incorporated because there wasn't any law out here. There weren't any
                            police-men out here.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, the roughest thing was people moving in and out of the houses.
                            They'd get drunk and they'd fight. But that never did happen on the
                            street I lived on. Back there on that street where Lottie Adams live,
                            that street was pretty bad. They'd get drunk and they'd get to fighting.
                            I don't know what year it was they incorporated, but it's been a long
                            long time. Might have been in the '35s, somewhere along in there they
                            incorporated. Then the policemen would make a round, but they didn't go
                            every street. If you needed a policeman, you had to call him. He would
                            make a round, like it was Beaumont then. But it wasn't no name. He'd
                            make a round, back around by the mill and back in town, up Church
                            Street, North Main Street, rather. Then they built that road on in and
                            called it North Church.</p>
                    </sp>
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                    <milestone n="7817" unit="excerpt" type="start" timestamp="00:56:37"/>
                    <pb id="p19" n="19"/>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>What kind of crops did you grow on the farm?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>We growed corn and all of our vegetables. We didn't raise no tobacco. My
                            daddy would plant one row in the back for chewing tobacco. That's all
                            the tobacco he would plant. We'd have wheat, we'd have rye. When we
                            gathered all of our corn, we'd cut them tops—now I was working in the
                            shoe factory then, Dewey was, too. Barney wasn't there, he was somewhere
                            in Roanoke. Me and him, we'd work until six o'clock. We'd come home and
                            mama would have supper on the table. That's the only time my daddy would
                            let me wear a pair of overalls, would be when I was cutting tops or
                            pulling fodder. He'd let me wear a pair of Barney's overalls and tie
                            them around the ankles on account of snakes. Me and Dewey we would come
                            in at six o'clock. Well, in the fall of the year at six o'clock, it's
                            dark. We'd go out there and cut tops and tie them tops and pull fodder
                            by the moonlight until eleven or twelve o'clock by a night. To take care
                            of our fodder and stuff for the cows and horses. Then we'd go pull the
                            corn. Then we'd have a corn shucking. Now, that's when you'd have a good
                            time.</p>
                        <p>They'd have a pile of corn bigger than this house. They'd shuck that
                            corn. The mothers would always cook dinner, if it was dinnertime. At
                            supper-time another neighbor would cook supper. Then after the corn
                            shucking they'd give us young people a dance. That was a lot of fun.
                            Then they'd have quilting. People would gather and have quilting at
                            different houses. It would be the same way. They'd cook a big dinner, a
                            big supper. And after that was through, the eating and everything,
                            they'd pull everything back and the young people would have a little
                            square dance.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Who would play the music?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p20" n="20"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Different ones would make music. My daddy never would let no dancing
                            going on. But he never did care us having a little party, a sociable
                            party. Back then, if we both went to a dance. You had a fellow and me
                            had a fellow. Teenage girls usually have them a partner. Like you and
                            your partner and me and my partner. We went over here to this house,
                            they was going to have a little dance there. They wouldn't have it at
                            the same place every week.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <p>
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                            <p>[END OF TAPE 1, SIDE B]</p>
                        </note>
                    </p>
                </div2>
                <div2 id="tape2-a" n="2-A" type="tape_side">
                    <head>[TAPE 2, SIDE A]</head>
                    <note anchored="yes">
                        <p>[START OF TAPE 2, SIDE A]</p>
                    </note>
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                    <milestone n="8015" unit="empty" type="start" timestamp="01:00:23"/>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Let's start when you were born.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I was born in Coalwood, West Virginia. My daddy was a bank boss there.
                            Something like a boss in a mill here, but they called them "bank boss"
                            in the mines. We left West Virginia.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>When was it you were born?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>In 1911. The thirteenth of April. It was on Easter Sunday, snow, mama
                            said, was knee deep. As best as I can remember, I've had two birthdays
                            on Easter Sunday. They left from there then—I wasn't but three months
                            old.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Were you the oldest?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>No, my brother that lives in Florida is eighteen months older than I am.
                            My mother was married twice. Barney, he was born in West Virginia, but
                            he was born in Dixon. But I was born in Coalwood. And he's eighteen
                            months older than me. We left from there and went back to Wilkes County
                            up in the mountains. My daddy stayed there. I think he put out two
                            crops. Then he went to Schoolfield.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>When he was farming, did he buy his farm or was he renting?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>He owned a farm. Then we went to Schoolfield. I think I was around three
                            or four years old. I don't remember going to Schoolfield then. <pb
                                id="p21" n="21"/> Well then he took a notion to go back to the farm.
                            Well, he went back. I was about eight years old when we left and went
                            back to Schoolfield. Stayed there fifteen years and he worked on one job
                            fifteen years.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>What did he do?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>He run an elevator in Number Four Mill. He worked there fifteen years.
                            His health got bad. Back then, doctors was good doctors, but they really
                            didn't know then what they do now. They didn't have the kind of medicine
                            and they really didn't know what to do like they do now. My daddy got
                            sick, he had high blood and sugar diabetes. He had heart dropsy. He got
                            to the place he just wasn't able to work. He wanted to go back to the
                            mountains to live and die there. So we moved back to the mountains in
                            1927, the fourteenth of February. He lived from then until the ninth of
                            February of 1929. He died on the ninth. That's how long he lived after
                            he did quit work.</p>
                        <p>My mama had him in all the hospitals. Winston-Salem and High Point. She
                            had him in Danville before we left from there. Then she had him in Mt.
                            Airy hospital. They all told her they wouldn't operate on him for
                            nothing. Said his blood was so high that he would die. He had a fatted
                            tumor in his stomach. That tumor was so big you could see the shape of
                            it when he'd have his clothes on. He had high blood and sugar and heart
                            dropsy and then that fatted tumor. He died kind of sudden on Saturday
                            night.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>All this time, how were you getting along? He wasn't working.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, see mama has been married twice and she had five children by her
                            first husband. So my daddy, he helped raise them five children. Then she
                            had three by my daddy. Barney and me and Florence, my sister that lives
                            in Greensboro. She's the baby. The baby boy by her first husband, he was
                                <pb id="p22" n="22"/> grown. He farmed. And me and him, we would put
                            a crop out. Then they had a shoe factory there in Elkin. My aunt, my
                            daddy's baby sister, would come home. She'd stay down there with Jenny
                            all week and then Dewey would go get her on Saturday. She'd go home and
                            stay and Dewey would take her back Sunday night or Monday morning. One
                            Sunday night she stayed all night at our house. She told mama, she says,
                            "Let Icy go with me down there, I'll take her over to the shoe factory
                            and it will be a treat for her." It tickled me to death. I wasn't but a
                            young one, thirteen years old. I wanted to go see it.</p>
                        <p>Mama says, "Well now, we got a big washing to do. If she'll get back in
                            time to help me start-that washing, she can go."</p>
                        <p>I got up next morning and went with Aunt Leotta and Dewey, carried her
                            down there. She was showing me over the plant, how they cut out shoes
                            and how they sewed them. She sewed, that's what she done. She showed me
                            where they put the bottoms in the heels. She showed me where they
                            smoothed them off and polished them, ready to ship out. That just
                            tickled me to death. We started back up the steps and we run into Fred
                            Knees.</p>
                        <p>He says, "Miss Carter, who is that little girl you got with you?"</p>
                        <p>She says, "That's my niece. That's my brother's daughter."</p>
                        <p>He says, "Does she want a job?"</p>
                        <p>Before I could say "No," Aunt Leotta says, "Yes, she wants a job." Well,
                            it scared me to death.</p>
                        <p>I says, "No, I don't want a job either."</p>
                        <p>Aunt Leotta says, "Yes she does, too! Put her to work, Fred." "Alright,"
                            he says, "You come along with me, little girl." </p>
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                        <milestone n="7818" unit="excerpt" type="start" timestamp="01:10:22"/>
                        <p>I was scared to death. I didn't go for no job. I just went to see it. He
                            carried me over <pb id="p23" n="23"/> there and he told me to stay with
                            Aunt Leotta. She showed me everything about it. Well, I could sew on a
                                <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note> sewing machine, but these
                            here was electric. Anyway, I reckon it was electric, too, because you
                            just mash a pedal and the thing would just fly. He put me out by myself.
                            He put me on the leather part, he put me out making the linings. Well, I
                            messed up I don't know how many. That machine would go so fast and I was
                            scared to death, too.</p>
                        <p>Well, I didn't go home and did mama throw a fit. She told Dewey, "You get
                            in that car and you go down there after that young one. She's not going
                            to go to work."</p>
                        <p>Dewey says, "Mama, I can't. She's already at work."</p>
                        <p>My daddy says, "Aw, Charity, they'll cook her. She'll come home if Dewey
                            goes down there."</p>
                        <p>Dewey says, "No, Aunt Leotta told me to tell mama to fix some clothes and
                            send Icy and we'd be home Saturday." I stayed down there and stayed at
                            Jenny's. Well, you know, I loved to sew anyway. I just enjoyed that
                            after I got the hang of it. It didn't take me over a day to get the hang
                            of the machine. So then he put me out sewing the vamp of the leather
                            onto the sides. After I got on that I made a little more money. I made
                            five dollars and a half a week for five days and a half.</p>
                        <p>Saturday I went home and mama just had a fit. My daddy says, "Charity,
                            now just hush. Let that young one work if she wants to. She don't have
                            to work. If she likes it, let her work a while."</p>
                        <p>Well, I went back. Aunt Leotta come back Sunday night. Instead of going
                            to Jenny's Sunday night we went to work Monday morning. We would just
                            cross that little old branch, at dinnertime, and go in Jenny's house.
                            She'd have a hot dinner on the table. We'd eat dinner and go back. We'd
                            work until six <pb id="p24" n="24"/> o'clock. We'd eat supper. I was
                            really liking my job. Of course, I didn't make nothing but I thought
                            that I was rich when I got that five dollars and a half. You know they
                            didn't take nothing out of it. I'd go home and I never would open—you
                            know then they would pay you in a little brown envelope about that long,
                            and it was sealed up and would tell how much was in that envelope—I
                            never opened my envelope. On Friday night—no, on Saturday. On Saturday
                            Dewey brought my daddy to the doctor down there. While my daddy was in
                            the doctor's office he come up there and got me and Aunt Leotta. Well,
                            went on home. That was my first paycheck. We got back home, my daddy had
                            to lay down and rest a little while. See, we had to go nine miles from
                            Elkin to where we lived. So mama had the dinner on the table but he had
                            to lay down and rest a while. I went in there and I says, "Papa, here's
                            my money. Look and see how much I draw." He looked and he says, "I'm
                            tickled for you."</p>
                        <p>I says, "It's yours."</p>
                        <p>He says, "I don't want it. That's your money."</p>
                        <p>I says, "Uh-uh. It's yours."</p>
                        <p>He says, "You take this and do with it whatever you want to do with it."</p>
                        <p>I says, "No, papa. I want you to have it."</p>
                        <p>You know as long as he lived I give him my money. He go to Elkin, he'd go
                            like sometime through the week. He would surprise me when I went home on
                            Saturday. Mama didn't like it at all because she was short of me helping
                            her do all that work. I'd go home on Saturday—we got paid every week.
                            I'd take my money and give it to my daddy.</p>
                        <p>He says, "I'm tired of you giving me that money. I don't want it. It's
                            your money. You take it and buy what you want to. If you don't want to
                            buy <pb id="p25" n="25"/> nothing, you save it.</p>
                        <p>I says, "No, I want you to have it."</p>
                        <p>He says, "I don't need it."</p>
                        <p>"Well, you take it."</p>
                        <p>He'd go down there. I'd come home on Saturday. About once a month he'd
                            have me the prettiest outfit you ever seen. He was the best somebody to
                            buy clothes. I know one Easter he went and bought me a new dress and a
                            new pair of shoes and he got me a hat and he bought me a spring coat.
                            First spring coat I ever remember seeing. Oh, I thought it was the
                            prettiest thing I ever seen. You know right today I can't buy nothing
                            I'm satisfied with. My daddy, he could go buy things for me and it was
                            just perfect. My mama, she couldn't buy nothing that I liked. Mama would
                            go buy me things but I didn't like it. But just seemed like my daddy
                            knew exactly what to buy me. And today I can go see things that I think
                            that I like. I get home and I don't like them. That's one thing I think
                            my daddy ruint me. He ought have made me start buying things. He was the
                            best thing you ever seen. He would go to town. He bought all of mama's
                            clothes. Mama never did offer to go buy her an outfit. She was like me.
                            She would get home and she was dissatisfied with it. He'd go pick out.
                            He knowed exactly what to get that would look good on her, that would
                            look pretty on her. Well, after he died. The shoe factory then went
                            busted and I was out of a job.</p>
                    </sp>
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                    <milestone n="7819" unit="excerpt" type="start" timestamp="01:19:25"/>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Did you like working in the factory better than working on the farm?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Oh, yeah. But I'm getting a little too fast. In the meantime me and Dewey
                            still put the crop out. He was there by day and I would help when I got
                            home, you know.</p>
                        <pb id="p26" n="26"/>
                        <p>Well, Fred come and told me one Saturday, "You tell Dewey to come in. I
                            need a hand in the cutting room."</p>
                        <p>I says, "Goody. Goody. Goody. I get to go home every night." So I told
                            Dewey. And Dewey, he went to work. Well, we had the crop planted and it
                            was coming up. We would work. We'd have to work until six o'clock. We'd
                            get home and since we eat, we'd take off to the field. He would plow and
                            I'd hoe. We worked that way and raised our crop.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>What were you raising?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>We raised corn, beans, stuff like that to eat on the farm. Back then you
                            couldn't go to the store and buy vegetables. You had to raise everything
                            you'd eat through the winter. We raised wheat for flour. Of course that
                            wasn't no trouble. All you done, you sowed your wheat in the fall.
                            That's all you had to do to it until you thrashed it. Then a man come
                            around with a wheat thrasher and with a crew of men and they'd thrash a
                            big field of wheat in a day. Yeah, you had to raise everything you eat.
                            We would always raise potatoes. I've often wondered why people can't do
                            that this day and time. Back then we would raise potatoes anywhere from
                            seventy-five to a hundred bushels of Irish potatoes. My daddy would have
                            Dewey there in the field take this wheat straw and put down and put a
                            shock of fodder and corn right in the middle and stand it up and pour
                            them potatoes around it and then cover them up in wheat straw and pack
                            dirt all the way around them. And we done our sweet potatoes that
                        way.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>That kept them?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Yeah. And we done our cabbage that way. And turnips. My daddy would have
                            us pull our turnips up. They call them holing them away. And we'd <pb
                                id="p27" n="27"/> fix them. We had all of our sweet potatoes and
                            cabbages and turnips and Irish potatoes and stuff like that holed away.
                            Then mama would always can all of our beans and made her jelly and
                            canned all of her fruit. You didn't know what it was to go to the store
                            and buy something because they didn't have it. All you could find in the
                            store would be this green coffee, and even then you had to parch it. You
                            could buy sugar and salt. We had our hogs. We had our chickens. We
                            raised everything we eat, you know. They take the wheat and have it
                            ground up in flour. We'd take our corn and have it ground up for corn
                            bread. We had plenty of milk and butter. What more do you need? You had
                            everything. When the crop was laid by, me and Dewey would come home and
                            pull fodder, tie them bundles of fodder by the moonlight. By the time we
                            got home then it was dark. We'd eat supper and we'd take off to the
                            fields. We maybe have ten or fifteen acres in corn. We'd pull all that
                            fodder and go back and cut all them tops and tie them. Shuck them, and
                            stack them up. Then we'd go back and pull our corn. We done that by the
                            moonlight. Then they'd have a big corn shucking. People would come in
                            and help shuck your corn and throw it in the crib. Maybe the next
                            neighbor would have his ready and we'd all go to his house. That's the
                            way they done until everybody got their corn shucked. And put away in
                            the smoke house. Then on Saturday evening me and Dewey would cut wood to
                            last all the woolen week, to burn in the fireplace and cook with, too.
                            We'd stay there all evening until late at night sawing wood and packing
                            it up to do all the week. That was our Saturday evening's work.</p>
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                        <p>Then the shoe factory shut down. My daddy he died the ninth of February,
                            1929. So, Fred come up there. He told mama, he says—he went to the wool
                                <pb id="p28" n="28"/> mill, he was overseer there—"I can put Icy to
                            work. She'll make good money in that woolen mill. I can put her in there
                            inspecting."</p>
                        <p>Mama says, "Well, will you give Barney and Dewey a job." Well, Barney and
                            Dewey had a job down there and I don't know what happened. Well, I do
                            too. I think they got sleepy. Went out there and crawled down in a car
                            and went to sleep and left the machine running. They fired them.</p>
                        <p>He says, "No, I can't give them no job. Now you got your home here. You
                            got your living made at home. Let Icy go to work in the woolen mill.
                            I've even got her a ride so she can come home. To go every morning and
                            come home every night."</p>
                        <p>Mama says, "No, if you can't give Dewey and Barney a job I ain't going to
                            let her go to work."</p>
                        <p>I just begged mama to let me. We had a home there and had everything. My
                            daddy had three great big hogs killed. We had over fifteen hundred
                            pounds of meat hanging in the smokehouse. No, mama wouldn't do it. So we
                            went to Linksburg.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Did you sell the farm?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>No we kept our farm. Mama's twin sister lived at Linksburg. She wrote her
                            and told her to have Uncle Hugh see if he could get us a job. He wrote
                            back and said, "Yeah, they said they'd give us all a job." In the
                            meantime Dewey and Barney both had married. So we took off then to
                            Linksburg, where Rosetta worked a while. But she didn't get to work but
                            three months because she was pregnant with her first. That was Dewey's
                            wife. So Mary, Barney's wife had a little baby. He wasn't quite nine
                            months old. He was born the fourth of December, 1928. </p>
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                        <p>My Daddy died in February. Then we moved to Linksburg on my birthday the
                            13th of April. That's how old Gilbert was.</p>
                        <pb id="p29" n="29"/>
                        <p>So Mary, she didn't try to go to work. Me and Dewey and Barney and
                            Rosetta worked—she worked about three months and then she had to quit.
                            At first she didn't know that she was that way when she got her job. We
                            worked there then until August. They closed the mill down for two weeks.
                            They'd work a week, then stand two weeks. You know, back then you didn't
                            draw no unemployment. So the two weeks that the mill stood, Mama told
                            Dewey and Barney, "We can't live here like that. You don't know, the
                            thing may shut down for good. We're going to go hunt us a job, hunt you
                            all a job." So we got in my daddy's old T-Model. The whole two weeks
                            that the mill stood there, we was on the road hunting jobs. We went
                            everywhere. Back then it was in the Depression was starting. Mills was
                            closing down. So you just couldn't get a job. Every freight train that
                            you seen pass was loaded down with people going from town to town,
                            hobo-ing.</p>
                    </sp>

                    <p>
                        <note anchored="yes">
                            <p>[END OF TAPE 2, SIDE A]</p>
                        </note>
                    </p>
                </div2>
                <div2 id="tape2-b" n="2-B" type="tape_side">
                    <head>[TAPE 2, SIDE B]</head>
                    <note anchored="yes">
                        <p>[START OF TAPE 2, SIDE B]</p>
                    </note>

                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>We tried there, and Mama said, "Being we're this close, let's just go on
                            to Durham and see Don." That was Mama's oldest boy by her first. Him and
                            his wife lived out on the Raleigh road. I don't know what they call it
                            now. And they had built a home there. So we went down there and spent
                            the night. And Mama was talking to Don and said, "We've been everywhere,
                            and they can't find a job. They've still got their job in Linksburg, but
                            they work a week and stand two weeks." And Don says, "Well, I might
                            could get them on there at the Golden Belt." That was a hosiery mill.
                            "Next week I'll see what I can do. Mama, while you're this close, don't
                            go home tomorrow." That was Sunday. Says, "Don't <pb id="p30" n="30"/>
                            go home Sunday. Go up to Burlington. Somebody told me that they was
                            hiring help. They're starting tearing out the cotton and putting in
                            rayon. You might get on up there." And Mama says, "Well, we ain't tried
                            there. We have to go back that way anyway to go back to Linksburg." You
                            see, we had to go through Haw River and Danville and then to Linksburg.
                            And so we come. Back then, they didn't have no fence. There was a little
                            old bitty mill; it was a little old wooden mill, two rooms, and they had
                            everything in it. What they had, they had a few frames of spinning, and
                            they had two slashers, and then they had I forget how many dobber-headed
                            looms. It wasn't many. And then they had spooling, and they had
                            spinning. It was all in that little two-room building. It's up there now
                            where they got the…. Of course, they built on to it and made it much
                            bigger. They made a warehouse out of it. And then they built on to it
                            and made it bigger. And so we drove up, and Dewey and Barney got out.
                            You know, anybody could go in, any time day or night that they wanted
                            to. There was a little old bitty machine shop; it wasn't as big as this
                            porch. I can just see that little old shop now. And they didn't have but
                            two hands a-working in it. And so Barney asked that man, "Can you tell
                            us how to find Mr. Copland?" And he says, "Yeah, he's right down younder
                            on that first…. There ain't but two slashers. You can't miss him. One of
                            them's broke down, and he's down there helping us get that slasher
                            going." They went down there, and he had his sleeves rolled up, and he
                            was greasy as a hog from his elbows on down. And he seen Barney and
                            Dewey, and he just had a fit. He says, "Well, where in the world is your
                            mama and my little girl?" My daddy worked for him there in Schoolfield,
                            and he'd come every Sunday evening and spend the evening with <pb
                                id="p31" n="31"/> my daddy after he got to the place he couldn't
                            work. He thought the world of my daddy. And Dewey says, "They're out
                            there in the car." And boy, here he come. He grabbed up a piece of old
                            cloth, and here's the way he was coming, just like this, a-wiping it
                            off. He come out there, and he was just tickled to death. And he told
                            Mama, he says, "Well, I promised, the last time I seen Mr. Norman—I take
                            it that he's gone." And Mama says, "Yes." And he says, "I promised Mr.
                            Norman that if you ever needed any help and I could give you all a job,
                            that I wanted you to come to me. I reckon that's why you all have come,
                            ain't you?" And Mama says, "Yes, we've been everywhere hunting a job."
                            And he says, "Well, you don't have to hunt no farther. You've got a job.
                            I can put Dewey and Barney to work tomorrow, but I can't put my little
                            girl to work under three or four weeks. I can put Barney and Dewey to
                            work tomorrow. We're tearing the cotton out and putting in all
                        rayon."</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>What year was this?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>1929. And so Mama says, "No, if you can't put Icy to work, we'll not
                            come."</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Your mother was a hard bargainer. <note type="comment"> [Laughter]
                            </note></p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>And so he says, "They can go to work tomorrow. I need them." And she
                            says, "No, if you ain't got nothing for Icy to do, we'll come back when
                            you can give her a job." And he says, "Well, you come back, and don't
                            make it over three or four weeks." You see, Barney and Dewey knowed
                            everything in the mill. They could do anything: they could spin; they
                            could doff; they could fix; they could do anything. And me, I was
                            helpless; I didn't know nothing.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>What had you done in the woolen mill?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p32" n="32"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I didn't do anything in the woolen mill. I filled batteries in the
                            Linksburg Cotton Mill. That was in the weave room, filling batteries. I
                            knowed how to do that, but see, they didn't have nobody doing that here.
                            And so we come back, and he told Mama that he was ready for me to go to
                            work. And he says, "When can you move?" Mama says, "Well, if you'll give
                            Icy a job, we can move any time." And so he called up a moving van, but
                            before he called them Mama says, "Have you got a house empty?" And he
                            says, "No, not right now, but I'll have you one empty in a week or two
                            weeks, a five-room house. I know Mr. Andrews up here in the Post Office.
                            He just finished building a new house. Go up there and see him." Went up
                            there, and Mr. Andrews said no, he hadn't rented it, and so he give Mr.
                            Copland the keys and we went up there and looked at it. Oh, it was the
                            prettiest little house; it was a little rock house. That was the
                            prettiest thing, and I was tickled to death over that. Oh, it was so
                            pretty. And so we went back by the Post Office, and Mama paid him the
                            rent. And so Mr. Copland asked Mr. Andrews, "Can I use your telephone to
                            call the transfer?" And he says, "Yes." And so he called a transfer, and
                            the transfer says, "I'll be there in a half hour." And Mama told Barney,
                            "You take Rosetta, Mary, and the baby"—that was Barney's little
                            baby—"and Icy back to Don's, and me and Dewey will go with the transfer,
                            and we'll be back tomorrow evening." We went back, and it just tickled
                            Don to death. But I still thought…. I was so green, I didn't ask Mr.
                            Copland would I make any money. And come to find out, anybody that
                            didn't know nothing had to go in and learn the job, and if you learnt
                            the job and they was satisfied with you, they'd give you a job. Well,
                            Mama and the transfer come in. We left Don's and <pb id="p33" n="33"/>
                            come on back, and the A and P store was there where the old Duke light
                            place where you'd pay your light bill, where they tore down, do you
                            remember it? They tore it down the other week. Then it was an A and P
                            store there. We stopped there, and my mama told Barney, "You stop and
                            get some coffee." She told us to stop and get some coffee and get some
                            flour and some milk. And we stopped there at that A and P store and got
                            it, and we went on up there. We had the key to the house. We went on in
                            and took our suitcases in. All at once, Gilbert started screaming and
                            a-crying. We couldn't get him to shut up, and instead of getting sweet
                            milk Barney got buttermilk. And Gilbert was on the bottle. <note
                                type="comment"> [Laughter] </note> It was right funny. You laugh at
                            it now, but Lord, it just worried me to death. That young'un screamed.
                            And there was two big old pear trees out there. Well, there we was. We
                            didn't have a bite to eat, no way to cook nothing, and so we set there.
                            And so Mary says, "I'm going out there and get me one of them pears. I'm
                            about to starve." So we went out there and got us some of them pears and
                            eat them pears. And poor little Gilbert. We'd carry that baby and we
                            would give him water, and we'd try to give him that buttermilk, and that
                            give him the colic. And we had a time. And so there was a big old house
                            right across on the same side, and that woman come over there and says,
                            "What's the matter with that baby?" And Mary says, "He's hungry, and
                            Barney got buttermilk instead of sweet milk, and he's wanting his
                            bottle." She says, "You come on home with me." It was Mrs. Jones. "Bring
                            his bottles, and I'll fill his bottles up with milk, and we'll fix that
                            little feller something to eat. I kept hearing that baby a-crying, and I
                            couldn't figure where that baby was at. Then I seen one of you all with
                            him, a-carrying <pb id="p34" n="34"/> him." And so we went over there,
                            and [she] says, "Have you all had anything to eat?" And I was bashful. I
                            never opened my mouth. And Mary says, "No, we ain't eat nothing since we
                            left Uncle Don's house in Durham." And she says, "Well, we'll fix that.
                            We'll fix you all something to eat." And oh, she was the nicest somebody
                            and a sweet woman, but I was bashful. And I was starved to death. I was
                            bashful, but I wouldn't eat but just a bite or two. Oh, Lord have mercy,
                            I could eat a whole cow, if it had been. <note type="comment">
                                [Laughter] </note> But I was bashful. And so she fixed six bottles
                            for Gilbert. They always kept six sterilized bottles ahead. And so
                            Gilbert was happy as a coon when he got, and the little old feller, he
                            took that bottle and he sucked that bottle, and he went to sleep. We
                            fixed him in the car. And it was hot, and Barney run the car up under
                            that pear tree under the shade. We opened the car doors. The little old
                            feller, he just died. Well, it went on, and poor old Mama and them, they
                            didn't get there, it was nine o'clock that night. Back then you didn't
                            have no electricity; you had to use lamps. We didn't have no light. Mama
                            and the truck and Dewey come in. Gilbert woke screaming again, wanting
                            his bottle. The little feller was just hungry. <note type="comment">
                                [Laughter] </note> And Mary stuck one of them bottles in his mouth;
                            we didn't have no way to warm it. Mary says, "I'm not going back over to
                            that lady and ask her to heat that milk for me. He can suck that or do
                            without." And so he took it. And so nine o'clock Mama and them come in.
                            Well, we was all getting hungry again. They unloaded the furniture, and
                            we put the beds up and fixed our beds where we'd have something to sleep
                            on. Mama brought some kerosene oil with her. We lit the old oil stove,
                            and Mama says, "I don't know where none of that <pb id="p35" n="35"/>
                            stuff is. They packed that stuff." And we rambled around in a box, and
                            we found a ham. We was already eating on the shoulder. Mama wasn't going
                            to let us cut our ham until we eat all of our shoulders up. And that's
                            what we was hunting for. We'd got down to the good lean meat on that
                            shoulder. Oh, it was so good. And I just couldn't wait to get a piece of
                            it. I was so hungry. I didn't eat but a bite or two, because I was
                            bashful. And so Dewey says, "Mama, here's a ham. I can't find that
                            shoulder we was eating on." Mama says, "I don't care. Cut it. I'm
                            getting weak." <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note> So he got the
                            lamp lit, and he cut. He just went right down the heart of that ham, and
                            he sliced it. And Mama and Mary and Rosetta all was in there, and we had
                            on two frying pans full. And we fried a platter that long and that high
                            of that ham. And Mama went and fried some eggs. We had a big old pan. It
                            was that wide and that square—it just fit in the bakery of the stove—she
                            made that thing full of biscuits. Made some hot coffee. We set down
                            there, and we ate every bite of that platter of ham. And she made a big
                            bowl of milk gravy. And boy, was that good. That was the best stuff. And
                            we sat there and we ate. There was Rosetta and there was Dewey and there
                            was Barney and there was Mary and there was me and there was Mama and
                            there was Florence. That was seven of us, and it didn't take long for
                            that platter of ham to get gone. And it didn't take long for that bowl
                            of cream gravy to get gone. We ate that big old square pan of biscuits.
                            And I have never in my life eaten no ham that I thought was as good. My
                            daddy could really fix meat. Oh, Lord, I wish I could get some like that
                            now, but you can't. But don't nobody know how he fixed his, but he could
                            fix meat.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p36" n="36"/>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Did you know how he did it?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, me and Mama would fix it like Papa. We had hogs after we come here,
                            too, and a cow. We didn't have no cow in Linksburg, but we bought us a
                            cow when we come here. </p>
                        <milestone n="7820" unit="excerpt" type="stop" timestamp="01:51:08"/>
                        <milestone n="7821" unit="excerpt" type="start" timestamp="01:51:09"/>
                        <p> Me and Barney and Dewey went to work Monday morning. That was the
                            twentieth day of September, 1929. Barney and Dewey went to making money
                            right off. They carried me over there to Dewey McBride. He was weighing
                            up yarn. He told Dewey, "I want you to fix a place for this little girl.
                            She's going to learn to wind. Give her two spools of thread and show her
                            how to tie the weaver's knot." If I had knowed that I had to have done
                            that…. You see, Mama was a weaver. If I had knowed I had to work through
                            all that rigmarole learning to tie that knot, my mama could have showed
                            me and I could already know. I sat over on that old box all day long
                            tying old weaver's knot. I thought, I'll never make it. Jim Copland come
                            by and Old Man Smith, they come by and they set down there. Jim says,
                            "How's my little girl doing?" I says, "Mr. Copland, I ain't doing. I
                            can't tie that knot." And he set there and watched me. The more they
                            watched me, the scareder I got. I never could do nothing with nobody
                            looking right at me. Can you?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>No.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>So he had showed me how to tie it. And I sat on that old box two days.
                            When I started home, Dewey MacBride give me two spools of thread with
                            just a little bit of rayon on it. Says, "You take this home, and you
                            practice this tonight." And I said, "Well, I'll take it, but I'll never
                            tie that knot. Why can't you just tie a knot like this?" He says, "You
                            can't do that, Icy. It's got to be a weaver's knot. It <pb id="p37"
                                n="37"/> can't be no chickenhead knot." Well, I went home and I set
                            down there and I started after supper. I told Mama, "Mama, I've had to
                            do this all day long. I can't tie it." Well, Mama showed me how to tie
                            it. You know, you're supposed to tie a weaver's knot on that middle
                            finger and the thumb, and hold it with this finger. I couldn't do that.
                            Mama would show me. She could just shut her eyes and just tie them just
                            as fast.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Where had your mother worked?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>My mother worked in the woolen mill after her first husband died. She
                            rolled the sample blankets there at the woolen mill. She was the one
                            that made the samples that the salesmen took out on the road. She set
                            there and she showed me. I said, "Well, that's the way they said I had
                            to do it at the mill, but it won't do for me." So I kept messing. Next
                            day, on the old box I sat. Well, I sat there. The more I studied about
                            that thing, the more I hated that. Oh, I hated that mill. Ooh, how I
                            hated it: And I thought, "Well, if this is all they got for me to do, I
                            don't want it." I went home and I was crying. Mama says, "What are you
                            crying about?" I says, "Because I can't tie that old knot." And she
                            says, "I've told you how to tie it, and I've showed you how to tie it.
                            That's the only way you can tie a weaver's knot." I said, "Mama, there's
                            a way you can tie that knot. I don't care what they say. There's a way
                            that I can tie that knot and it's a weaver's knot, and it's all the same
                            thing." She said, "No, you've got to tie it and make your loop around
                            it, take this finger and hold it, and bring it through." I set down
                            there. She said, "I want you to hush up that crying." I says, "Mama, I
                            wisht I was back in Linksburg. I hate it up there." I says, "I wish I
                            was either in the <pb id="p38" n="38"/> mill there or back up there at
                            Craddock and Terry's Shoe Factory." I went to work there in Craddock and
                            Terry's Shoe Factory in Linksburg, and I made pretty good there. But
                            Mama, because the cotton mill was running slack…. You see, in the
                            meantime, when we wasn't hunting a job, Dooley Carter had let me work up
                            there in the shoe factory. Dooley was a fixer in the shoe factory there
                            at Elkin, and he let me work when we wasn't on the road hunting a job. I
                            had a good opportunity, but Mama wouldn't let me take it on account of
                            Barney and Dewey. No, mnm-mm. So she says, "Sometimes I think we might
                            have made a mistake. But things are going to work out. It's got to get
                            better." And Mama was a good Christian woman, and she says, "You just
                            forget about it. I have prayed about it, and I've left it in the Lord's
                            hands. And the Lord ain't going to make no mistakes, and the Lord is
                            going to look after us. We might not have the best; we're not promised
                            nothing but bread and water. You read the Bible; it says the Lord
                            promised us bread and water. All the finery and all the fine eating….
                            The Lord just promised us bread and water. And I'm looking to Him. I
                            don't have no doubts." I couldn't figure it out, and I just cried and I
                            just cried. Well, I went ahead, and you know, one day there on that box,
                            I was doing my best to do like the bossman told me, and that thing would
                            slide out with me every time. So all at once something come to me just
                            like it spoke: Tie it on your forefinger. And I looked down at that
                            forefinger, and I fixed that thread just like I fixed it on you. I put
                            it on there; instead of taking this finger and holding that down like
                            that, I took <hi rend="i">this</hi> finger and held it down. And you
                            know one thing? I'd tie them <pb id="p39" n="39"/> things as fast as you
                            could wink an eye. And there come Jim Copland and Old Man Smith. And I
                            thought, "Lord, I better not let them see me do that." Well, I went
                            back. Oh, Lordy. I hated it; I hated it so bad. Jim Copland says, "Well,
                            how's my little girl doing? You can tie that knot now, can't you?" I
                            says, "If you'll let me tie it the way I want to tie it, I can tie it."
                            He looked at me, and he said, "What do you mean? It has got to be
                            absolutely a weaver's knot, and it can't be clipped. You've got to leave
                            it a half an inch after you clip it." Well, you know you had your
                            scissors stuck on this finger. You kept your scissors on your hand all
                            the time, never took them scissors off. You run that finger through
                            there, and there you clipped it. And I tried and tried. I says, "I can't
                            tie it." And I says, "Well, let me show you how…. Something told me to
                            tie it like this." He looked at me so funny. He says, "‘Something told
                            you’!" I said, "Yes. Something told me to tie it on my forefinger." He
                            said, "Well, let me see what you're talking about." I'd put that thing
                            down there and I'd just tie them and I'd just tie them, and he looked at
                            that knot, and he said, "Do it slow." I got so I could do it just as
                            fast. And I did. I fixed it on this finger just like I done on that, but
                            I couldn't tie it on that. I fixed it, put it down…</p>
                    </sp>

                    <p>
                        <note anchored="yes">
                            <p>[END OF TAPE 2, SIDE B]</p>
                        </note>
                    </p>
                </div2>
                <div2 id="tape3-a" n="3-A" type="tape_side">
                    <head>[TAPE 2, SIDE B]</head>
                    <note anchored="yes">
                        <p>[START OF TAPE 3, SIDE A]</p>
                    </note>

                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Just hugged his neck. He is just like a daddy to me. Because he has been
                            in our home and went to our table. Sat down and eat whatever we had on
                            the table. He acted like he was just tickled to death with it.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>I heard he was a pretty rough man.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>He was hateful. Now, if he liked you, he liked you. That's the kind of
                            man he was. He was a regular old tyrant if you made him mad. <pb
                                id="p40" n="40"/> And old man Smith, now he was a fair old scratch.
                            I've seen him pick his hat off. He'd had great big old chewing tobacco
                            that big. Him and old Spivey <gap reason="unknown"/>, too. I've seen
                            them get mad. They'd pull their old hat off, throw it down and spit in
                            it and jump on that hat and stomp it. Yeah, Mr. Copland, he was a bird
                            if he was mad. And boy, he was strict. But he never did say one harm
                            word, what I mean, like he was mad at me or anything.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>What kind of things would get him mad?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>That would make him mad? If you done anything on the job he thought you
                            wasn't supposed to, he would tell you right now what he thought. And it
                            would have to be done right. </p>
                        <milestone n="7821" unit="excerpt" type="stop" timestamp="02:03:46"/>
                        <milestone n="7907" unit="excerpt" type="start" timestamp="02:03:47"/>
                        <p>It went on then, and then they took me off of my box and carried me over
                            there and put me with Essie Gammons. Old man Smith told her, "You teach
                            her everything about handling the yarn, how to tie it up, how to find
                            the ends."</p>
                        <p>Well, you know, she was on piecework. She was after making every penny. I
                            could understand that. I could understand it. She wouldn't let me open a
                            pack of yarn. She wouldn't let me touch that yarn. All she'd let me do,
                            she let me take the full spools off and put the empty ones on. She never
                            let me try to put up one end. Well, it went on there about the middle of
                            the week. Mr. Smith and Dewey McBride come over there. Mr. Smith says,
                            "Mr. Copland says to give you that little winder, that forty-three end
                            winder over there. Come on."</p>
                        <p>I thought to myself, I'm going out the other door. It scared me to death.
                            Went on over there, Dewey, he weighed up. They was in ten-pound
                            packages. And it was five skeins in a hank. They called them a hank.
                            You'd pull a hank out and shake it out and you had five skeins there.
                            Dewey marked me up ten pounds. I said, "There ain't no need to mark that
                            up." He says, "Why? They give you a job."</p>
                        <p>I says, "I can't help it. I don't know one thing about that. Old man <pb
                                id="p41" n="41"/> Jim, he looked at me. He says, "What's the
                            matter?"</p>
                        <p>I says, "Well, you want me to tell you the truth, don't you? I don't know
                            nothing about that. I've never fetched one of them packs. I've never
                            opened a pack. I've never pulled a skein out. I've never put a skein on.
                            I don't know how to cut the tie bands. I don't know which way the tie
                            bands go." About that time Jim Copland come over. Old man Smith, I can
                            see him. He had a wad of tobacco in his mouth. He yanked that old hat
                            out. He throwed it down. He spit in it, jumped on it. He was just
                            cussing up a storm.</p>
                        <p>Mr. Copland come up. I was sitting there crying. I was scared to death.
                            He sat down, he put his arm around me, "Honey, what's the matter?"</p>
                        <p>I says, "They give me that pack of yarn and told me to go to work. Mr.
                            Copland, I don't know nothing about it. I'm going home."</p>
                        <p>He says, "No you ain't going home. I give you a job and you going to work
                            on that job."</p>
                        <p>I says, "You ain't give me nothing for I don't know nothing about it."</p>
                        <p>He says, "Didn't that girl teach you?"</p>
                        <p>I looked at him. I says, "You want me to tell you the truth? My daddy
                            always told me to tell the truth if it hurt me."</p>
                        <p>He says, "Yeah. I want you to tell me the truth. I'll believe what you'll
                            tell me."</p>
                        <p>I told him, I says, "All she ever let me done, she let me take the full
                            spools off and put the empty ones on. She never let me cut a tie band,
                            she never let me touch that yarn. She never let me open my pack of yarn.
                            Mr. Copland, I don't know nothing about it." I was just a boo-hooing.
                            Tears was just rolling. And he was trying to get me up. I says, "I'm not
                            touching that <pb id="p42" n="42"/> I'm afraid of it." And Dewey
                            McBride, he opened it up.</p>
                        <p>He says, "Come here."</p>
                        <p>I went over there and I stood. And he showed me how to open a pack up.
                            Well, there lay it all. It was the prettiest whitest yarn, as white as
                            snow. And five skeins in a hank. He took up a hank and ran his arm
                            through it and kind of shook it. There was five skeins. He showed me how
                            to put a skein on. You run your hand in it and kind of straighten it
                            out. Then you pick this reel up and start and go over it. You've seen an
                            old spinning wheel?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Ah-huh.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, that's the way they was except they had spokes up here on the side
                            and it was empty here in the middle. But it had a band from this leg to
                            this leg. That helped the yarn up. Then you would pull them bands up and
                            tighten the yarn and hitch it on to the spool. It would go around and
                            around. He showed me how to do that.</p>
                        <p>He says, "Now here's one tie band that's got the end to it. It's a
                            different color. Be sure to put your knots, all your knots will be on
                            the right side. Cut all your other bands and then come back to this here
                            certain band with the end to it." He showed me how to start it up. Says,
                            "Now you try it."</p>
                        <p>I says, "I ain't going to do it. I'm scared of it. I'll mess it up."</p>
                        <p>He says, "No you won't."</p>
                        <p>I says, "No, uh-uh. I'm going home."</p>
                        <p>So he turned around and walked off. Mr. Copland was still sitting there.
                            He says, "You come down here and sit down. I want to talk to you. Now,
                            honey, I give you this winder. You going to make a good hand.</p>
                        <p>I says, "Mr. Copland, I can't do that, for I don't know how." <pb
                                id="p43" n="43"/> He says, "Well, I'm going to help you." He rolled
                            his sleeves up and he helped me get that side of yarn on. He went down
                            to the next one, Ethel Glenn, now Ethel Smith. Her sister was working on
                            that other frame. They told both of them, "If you see her can't find an
                            end, you go down there and help her."</p>
                        <p>Well, here was the end broke. I seen they would run their fingers around
                            and turn this swift until the end would come up. But I was afraid I'd
                            mess it up. I'd roll the wheel, the swift around, but I couldn't see no
                            end. Mr. Spivey, he come by. He stopped and was talking. Some of the
                            yarn had run out, the empty swifts were standing there. I was still
                            crying and I told him all about it. He helped me get it straightened
                            out. Put it on. Just like Mr. Copland did. He says, "Look, if an end
                            breaks, you just let it go. Then me or Dewey McBride or somebody they'll
                            come and help you find it."</p>
                        <p>I says, "Well, I'm scared I'll mess it up."</p>
                        <p>He says, "We'll help you."</p>
                        <p>So it went on. I'd go home and I'd cry all night long. I'd get up the
                            next morning and my eyes swelled shut. Mama just talked to me. She was
                            so patient. So it went on.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Were you getting paid now?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I was getting paid for what little I done. That wasn't much. I think I
                            made a quarter one day.</p>
                        <p>So it went on there. I think I made a quarter one day and one day I made
                            fifteen cents. Anyway, I didn't draw but a dollar. And I just cried. I
                            told mama, I says, "I wish I was back in Linksburg. I was making two
                            dollars a day. I ain't making nothing. I won't never make a winder." All
                            of them girls, they was on piecework, they'd make anywhere from twelve,
                            fourteen, fifteen dollars a week. I knowed I never could. So I'd just
                            cry about it. And poor Mr. Copland would come and sit and talk to me.
                            Well, everyone of them was so nice to me. They didn't talk hateful to
                            me. If they had I'd a went running out of that mill. <pb id="p44" n="44"
                            /> one day Mr. Love, he come by and he sit down. He says, "Well little
                            girl, how you doing?" When he first sit down, I didn't know who he was.
                            I didn't know he owned that mill. Him and his daddy, you know. He was
                            goodlooking. He was young then. He says, "You look like you been
                            crying."</p>
                        <p>I sat down and I says, "You know I hate this place." And I started
                            crying.</p>
                        <p>He put his arm around my neck. He says, "Don't cry. We all have to go
                            through this."</p>
                        <p>I says, "Yeah. I got a mama and a little sister to take care of. I ain't
                            making nothing."</p>
                        <p>He says, "You know one thing. Thems the ones that make the best
                        hands."</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>What did he mean by that?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I didn't know, I didn't know what he meant.</p>
                        <p>He says, "Thems the ones that make the best hands. Honey, don't cry.
                            You'll catch on to it." Oh, all the rest of them was just working up a
                            storm and making money and me doing nothing.</p>
                        <p>Well, Ethel and her sister, I really did like them. If I got messed up,
                            both of them would help, they'd have their side a running. Well, they
                            wouldn't have nothing to do until it run out and they'd start putting on
                            more. They'd come down there and they'd help me. They'd help me find my
                            ends. And they'd show me. They showed more about winding than Essie
                            Gammons. Essie Gammons didn't show me nothing. Old man Smith went up
                            there and carried her in the office and what he said to her, Lord knows
                            I don't know. But I told the truth because mama and papa always told me,
                            "Tell the truth if it means it's going to hurt you. Don't never tell a
                            lie about nothing." I was raised to tell the truth and I told the truth.
                            From that day until the day she left the mill she never spoke to me.</p>
                        <p>Well it went on, Ethel and her sister would help me. Finally I got to <pb
                                id="p45" n="45"/> the place I'd keep my side up pretty good. The
                            first big check—it wasn't a check, it was money in a little envelope—I
                            drawed five dollars. I thought, well that's better than drawing a
                            dollar. I went home but I was still crying. Because I knowed what was on
                            me. There was mama and Florence and myself. So I was so disheartened.</p>
                        <p>Mama says, "It's all going to work out, the Lord's going to help you.
                            He's going to be with you. I have prayed that the Lord's going to help
                            you."</p>
                        <p>I says, "I ain't getting no help now." Back then I was a sinner, you
                            know. My poor mama, she was a good Christian woman, her and my daddy
                            both. So I kept on working. First thing you know, back then they had a
                            board. They'd put each day, where your name was, how many pounds you
                            run, production. There was a production sheet, that's what they called
                            it. Well, I never would look at mine for mine was so pitiful. Everybody
                            else, they was it. And I felt I was nothing. I think that was one reason
                            I cried so, because I couldn't compete with them. So one day it seemed
                            just like something spoke to me, "You can do it. Get in there and do
                            it." Just as plain. I thought, I says, "Well, there's all of them girls
                            working making good money. If they can do it, I can, too." After
                            whatever it was, I don't know what it was, but it just seemed like
                            something just spoke, "You can do it. Get in there and do it." I looked
                            around and I didn't see nobody. Well, that got me to studying. I
                            thought, "Well, maybe I can do it." I went to work and I worked, oh
                            brother, I worked fighting fire. I got so I could put the yarn on real
                            good. I'd cut a leave blank and I'd wet it and flip it up on the spool.
                            It would go just a flying. First things you know I run two packs of yarn
                            that day. I was so tickled because I hadn't been running sometimes a
                            half a pack a day. I run two packs. Dewey McBride says, "You getting a
                            little better, ain't you?" I didn't say nothing. He made me mad because
                            he thought when he put me over there I <pb id="p46" n="46"/> already
                            knowed all about it. And I still carried that in my mind. I never spoke
                            to him. I went on there, ripped that old pack open and I went to putting
                            it on. I went to tying it up. Well, I got them all going. Ethel come
                            down there, she says, "Bless your heart. You're getting better, ain't
                            you. I noticed on the board you're hitting around two packs."</p>
                        <p>I says, "What?" I didn't let on. I knowed I run two packs. I says, "I
                            didn't even look at that old board."</p>
                        <p>She says, "Honey, you ought to look at it every day."</p>
                        <p>I says, "I did. I'm so downhearted. I hate this place."</p>
                        <p>She says, "Don't feel that way about it. You doing good." She and her
                            sister would brag on me. So I run two that day. I run two more packs. I
                            said, "I'm running two packs a day." Next day I worked just as hard as I
                            could work. Next day I run my two packs. I went down to the scales and I
                            said, "Dewey, I want another pack of yarn."</p>
                        <p>He says, "WHAT!" just like that.</p>
                        <p>I says, "I want another pack of yarn."</p>
                        <p>He says, "What have you done with that other one, put it in the waste
                            can?"</p>
                        <p>I says, "No. I run every skein of it." He give me another pack and I run
                            half of it. That was two packs and a half. Well it was a little bit
                            better than the other two days. I kept on going but I never would go on
                            over and look at that production sheet. Here come Mr. Love and his
                            daddy. They sit down there and got to talking. Spence says, "Honey, come
                            on over here. I want my daddy to talk to you."</p>
                        <p>I drawed up. I knowed he owned the mill, him and Spence together. But I'd
                            been talking to Spence but I didn't know that was his name. I just
                            talked <pb id="p47" n="47"/> plain to him. Come to find out him and his
                            daddy own that mill. You could have pushed me over with a feather when I
                            found it out. I went over there, his daddy slid down on the box. He
                            says, "I want you to sit down right here." I sat down right between
                            them. He got to talking, he says, "Spence has been telling me what a
                            hard time you had. Honey, don't feel bad about it. Everybody has to
                            learn. I had to learn. It was hard for me to learn. Spence there had to
                            learn." When he said "Spence" then I knowed they was the ones that owned
                            the mill. I could have went through that box. He says, "He had to
                            learn."</p>
                        <p>I looked up at him and I says, "Are you all Mr. Loves? Lord mercy, here
                            I've been talking to your boy telling him all my troubles and a crying.
                            Telling him how bad I hated my job. And he owned the mill. I apologize.
                            But I do hate it."</p>
                        <p>He says, "Little girl, you're doing fine. Mr. Copland is real proud of
                            you."</p>
                        <p>I says, "Mr. Copland's been knowing me ever since I was a baby."</p>
                        <p>Him and his daddy sat there and talked to me. Every time they'd come
                            through the mill—we'd have boxes back here at the back of us to put our
                            yarn in— they'd sit down there. They'd say, "Come here, I want to talk
                            to you a little bit." If they hadn't encouraged me like they did. And
                            Mr. Copland. I wouldn't have stayed in that mill as long as water would
                            have got hot. I hated it. And on payday, them men, especially on second
                            shift and a lot of them on daytime, they'd slip out, I don't know where
                            they'd get it, they'd bring the stuff in there and get started drinking
                            and they wouldn't know one end from the other.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Did the supervisors…</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p48" n="48"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>No, they went home. They'd get drunk. They'd have a ball. And the
                            supervisor went home. Now the supervisors didn't drink, it was the help.
                            Well it went on then, old Odell come in there. Did he take Mr. Copland's
                            place? But, anyway, went on, and boy I was just working up a storm.
                            First thing you know, old man Smith come over there and says, "Come over
                            here." I thought, "Oh, what have I done?" Went over there, he says, "I
                            want to talk to you and I want to show you something." I thought I had
                            done something that he was going to fire me. He was worser than Mr.
                            Copland. Boy, now he was an old bear, an old tyrant when he was mad. I
                            went over there and thought, "Lord, mercy, what have I done?"</p>
                        <p>He carried me over there to that production sheet, he says, "You see that
                            production sheet?"</p>
                        <p>I says, "Well, Mr. Smith, that's the first time I ever looked at it."</p>
                        <p>He says, "Why?"</p>
                        <p>I says, "Well, because I knowed there wasn't no need to me a looking to
                            see what I done for I didn't do nothing much. Wasn't no need of me
                            coming over here and looking at it."</p>
                        <p>He says, "Well, from now on I want you to look at that production sheet.
                            Look up there at your name."</p>
                        <p>I looked. I says, "Yeah, I see my name up there."</p>
                        <p>He says, "I'm going to tell you one thing. I'm really proud of you. Mr.
                            Copland's coming here and he's going to talk to you. I'm really proud of
                            you. You know, this end of this week—that was on Monday morning—you was
                            the top winder."</p>
                        <p>I backed away and I says, "No."</p>
                        <p>He says, "Well, there it is on the board. You is the top."</p>
                        <p>You know one thing, it wasn't long before Mr. Copland come down there.
                            And <pb id="p49" n="49"/> he had Spencer Love with him. They was talking
                            to me about how proud they was of me. Well that made me feel good. If
                            you do anything and anybody admires you, it boosts you up, don't it.
                            Well, that boosted me up. And they says, "Well, I'm really proud of you.
                            You're the top winder."</p>
                        <p>Well, it went on, I guess about six months after that. The truck brought
                            in some yarn and it was damaged. He turned over somewhere or other.
                            Anyway, he had damaged the yarn, busted the boxes open. Them old wooden
                            boxes hitting that yarn and just made it matted, you know. They wanted
                            us to try to run it. It wasn't no way, every time it come around to that
                            matted place it would stop. I put it up on my post, I beat it, but that
                            old matted place wouldn't come out, wouldn't come out for nobody.
                            Finally I got to looking at it. I put it on the reel and I cut one, the
                            end and everything, pulled the tie bands out. I got to turning that
                            thing, got to looking at it. It looked like it was a way you could save
                            some of it. Dewey McBride said they was going to have to make waste out
                            of every bit of that truckload. It was just all matted. Looked like you
                            just took it and rubbed it. I got to looking at that thing and running
                            my finger under there. I kept running my finger until my finger would go
                            all the way around the reel. And it wouldn't hit that fuzzy place.</p>
                    </sp>

                    <p>
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                            <p>[END OF TAPE 3, SIDE A]</p>
                        </note>
                    </p>
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                <div2 id="tape3-b" n="3-B" type="tape_side">
                    <head>[TAPE 3, SIDE B]</head>
                    <note anchored="yes">
                        <p>[START OF TAPE 3, SIDE B]</p>
                    </note>

                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I didn't know Jim Copland and Spence Love was back up there. Well, I seen
                            them, too. I take that back. I seen them up there talking, but I thought
                            they was talking about, you know. But they was watching me, come to find
                            out they was watching me. I kept running my finger around there and it
                            was all smooth. I took my scissors and went through there and whacked it
                            off. I pulled it off. My end come up in my hand. I put that old matted
                            place in the <pb id="p50" n="50"/> waste can. Started it up and it run
                            just as pretty as you please. Well, I put another skein on and I done it
                            the same way. And they was up there watching me. I was on my third
                            skein. I was running around, my finger was running smooth around, and
                            would run into that mat. I started to make a whack.</p>
                        <p>Mr. Copland says, "Honey, wait just a minute."</p>
                        <p>I thought, "Lord, I done it this time." For you supposed to run every
                            inch of that yarn. But it wasn't no way you could do that yarn, because
                            they done said they was going to have to make waste out of it.</p>
                        <p>He says, "I want to see that."</p>
                        <p>I says, "Well, Mr. Copland, I thought it was better to save a little bit
                            than throw it all away."</p>
                        <p>Mr. Love spoke up and said, "You're right. I want to know how you figured
                            that out."</p>
                        <p>I says, "I just figured it out. I thought that maybe we could save some
                            of it." So I whacked it. They was standing there seeing me. I throwed it
                            in the trash.</p>
                        <p>He says, "I want to see that yarn after you start it up." I started it
                            up. He run around and looked, he says, "You got every bit of the fuzz.
                            You know that is really good. I'm proud that you thought of that. We can
                            save part of that truckload. Why aren't them other winders doing that?"</p>
                        <p>I says, "I don't know." I went on and I had mine just… They come down
                            there and say, "How you getting that matted stuff to run?"</p>
                        <p>I says, "The matted places ain't going to run. You got to cut them out."</p>
                        <p>"I wouldn't cut one out for nothing. You'll ruin the whole skein."</p>
                        <p>I says, "Well, you see mine's running." It went to running out and I put
                            on another matted and they stood there and watched me. I cut it out and
                            started it up. They said, "I'm going back and I'm going to try it." They
                            went back <pb id="p51" n="51"/> and they cut too deep. They ruined the
                            whole skein. They come down there and wanted me to come up there and
                            show them how I done it.</p>
                        <p>I said, "I showed you with that skein there I put on."</p>
                        <p>"Yeah, but I want you to show me on my winder."</p>
                        <p>I says, "Alright." I went up there. They put a skein on. They pulled the
                            bands out. I started where that fuzz was, I picked it up. I run my
                            finger under it. I kept bringing the swift over, my finger was going on
                            around. It come to where it was smooth. "Now cut it," I says, "right
                            there where my finger is at." And they did. By me doing that we saved
                            part of that truck. I forget how many hundred dollars that was going to
                            cost.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Did the company ever give people rewards when they thought of ways to do
                            things better?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>No, well that ain't been over eight or nine years ago. If you wrote a
                            slogan they would give you a silver dollar if they put—no. I sure did
                            make plenty of suggestions in that mill. Sometimes they would work out.
                            They would fix it and they was real proud. Sometimes they paid no
                            attention to it.</p>
                        <p>After I got used to be in there. And I really loved my work.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <milestone n="7907" unit="excerpt" type="stop" timestamp="02:38:26"/>
                    <milestone n="7908" unit="excerpt" type="start" timestamp="02:38:27"/>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>How long did it take you to begin to like the mill?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>After I got to where I got up to drawing ten dollars a week I was well
                            satisfied. I liked it all right except on payday when they, them men,
                            would go to getting drunk. I didn't like that.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Did the women get drunk?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>No, I never seen a woman up there drink. But the men would. I don't know
                            what it was they drunk or nothing about it. They would have something
                            they'd get drunk on. They'd get so drunk they'd pass out. Them machines
                            running. It was a lot of waste. Spence Love lost a lot of money there on
                                <pb id="p52" n="52"/> account of the help, because the help didn't
                            care. A lot of places, all they care is eight hours and pay day. As far
                            as making perfect work, doing their job right and trying to improve
                            their job where it would make it easier on you to do your job, people
                            don't care. As I say all they look for is eight hours and Friday, or
                            whenever payday come, is all they care for. They don't care nothing
                            about their jobs. It's a many and a many a person that's working like
                            that. They don't take no interest in it. But I did. I took an interest
                            in my job. And I'd study to see which would be the best and which I
                            thought would be the best for the company. I tried to keep my job up.
                            When I come out of that mill I was keeping two warp mills up on cotton.
                            Them other warp mills they had three or four hands in them, creeling,
                            and I kept two a running myself. It's just like I said, a lot of people,
                            they just don't care. They'll lay down and let the work get behind. Next
                            thing they holler to the boss man, "I need some help." They could go
                            ahead and do it themselves if they was a mind to. So many people ain't
                            going to do that.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>How did they get things straightened out in the mill, how did they get
                            people to stop drinking?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I started to tell you. They come a union there. They was wanting to get
                            union in. Work was running bad. It was people that was working there
                            when work got bad would quit and go to other places. Then when the mill
                            boomed out they'd come back to the Burlington Mill. That's the way it
                            was. They put a fence around that mill and they had a gate watchman.
                            They took our picture. Couldn't nobody go in that mill unless they had a
                            picture on them. He looked at your picture every time you went in, that
                            gate watchman would.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>This was after they tried to get a union?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>No, that was before. We was wearing our pictures then with our <pb
                                id="p53" n="53"/> picture and number on it. After they put that
                            fence around there that stopped the drinking. They couldn't run out and
                            get it all during the night and day. But Jim Copland, he would fire
                            them. If he come through. He got so he'd go through there of a night. I
                            don't see how the poor fellow stayed awake. He'd come through there of a
                            night every two hours. He'd go over to that mill every two hours.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>He was there all day?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>And he'd be there the next morning. I don't see how in the world the man
                            held it down. But he did. If he seen any of them a drinking he'd fire
                            them. Hire somebody and put in their place. But everybody went in that
                            mill, they had to learn their job for nothing. But now in this day and
                            time, people would laugh at you if you said, "Well I'll give you a job
                            if you want to learn it. After you get learnt I'll pay you." They
                            wouldn't do it. No way could you get nobody to do that this day and
                            time. Then that was the only way you got a job with the Burlington Mill.
                            If you didn't already know how to do. If you went in there to learn you
                            learnt for nothing. And I really learnt for nothing.</p>
                        <p>I stayed on with them. A lot of them would try to get me to quit when the
                            work was slack and go other places. I wouldn't do it. I stayed right on
                            with them. I know work was getting so bad, Spence Love come down there
                            and he look like he was so down and out. I said, "Mr. Love, you look
                            like you're mighty low this morning."</p>
                        <p>He says, "I am. I'm just on rock bottom. I don't know which way to do for
                            the best. I'm going to have to close the place down."</p>
                        <p>I says, "Well, there's always a brighter day a coming. My mama told me
                            that when I come here and I told you how bad I hated this place. But I
                            really love to work here now. It will be a brighter day."</p>
                        <pb id="p54" n="54"/>
                        <p>He says, "You really think so?"</p>
                        <p>I says, "Yes. It will be a brighter day. I'll stick with you through
                            thick and thin. If you sink, I'll go down with you." I laughed and he
                            got to laughing.</p>
                        <p>He says, "You just beat all I've ever seen." Then it wasn't too long
                            until that strike, they walked out.</p>
                        <p>Well, I think they was out, a week or two weeks. Some of them signed the
                            union and some of them didn't. I never did sign it. Time and again since
                            then they'd be out at the gate trying to get— I believe a time or two
                            after that they give them papers out. And I think a time or two they did
                            come in the mill and people would go talk to them. If you wanted to
                            sign, you signed. If you wanted to not sign, you didn't sign.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>You were never interested?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I never did sign.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>How come?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I don't know. I just heard so much about the union, I thought "I don't
                            know whether it would pay or not." I read the paper about people being
                            out for months and months on strike. I just didn't believe in it. If you
                            was working and was making money all that times you was out on strike,
                            you would come out to the end a whole lot better than you would be
                            laying out maybe three and four months at a time. So I never did sign
                            it. So I stayed with the Burlington Mill. I did everything they ever
                            asked me to do. I always got along with every boss man. I seen different
                            bosses. In other words, I seen overseers, bosses and second hands go and
                            come. I always got along with every one of them. I never did have one
                            say a short word to me because I always went and done what they would
                            tell me to do. I do my work as near right as I know how. <pb id="p55"
                                n="55"/> And so I swung with them for forty-seven years. I said,
                            "Well, you knowed that was in the making when I quit." I begged them to
                            let me work on but they wouldn't. They knowed it was in the making. They
                            could have let me work on until January. Then I could have got that big
                            profit sharing they all get now. It's five retired since I did and they
                            ain't been there the years I was there. I feel like I was part in making
                            the Burlington Industries, because I come there and stayed with them, I
                            went with them through thick and thin. In other words, I give the best
                            part of my life to the Burlington Industries. It kind of hurt me to
                            think that as long as I stayed there and as faithful as I worked and
                            all, that I didn't get none of that profit that they…</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Was this a pension or a profit…</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, you see, if you're there so many years and retire at sixty-five you
                            get $12,500.00. See, they knowed that was in the making. They could have
                            let me work on until January and I would have got that. But my bosses
                            and my supervisors, my second hand supervisor and my superintendent,
                            they had a meeting. They brought it up. They said that I was part of the
                            Burlington Mill, I helped found it. And I stuck with them. They felt
                            that I should have that. You know Klopman, he's gone in the Burlington
                            Mills. Old Klopman spoke up and said, "No, if she's to get it, the ones
                            that been out two or three years wasn't entitled to it. Do you think
                            so?" And that's what my superintendent and overseers and all—and Klopman
                            said, "No they'd have to come back."</p>
                        <p>That kind of hurt me, kind of hurt my feelings. I felt like I was part of
                            the Burlington Mill. Because Burlington Mill was nothing but a little
                            old two room plant when I went there.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>What year was it you retired?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I retired in '76, first day of June. They let me work until June. <pb
                                id="p56" n="56"/> And my birthday was in April. I wanted to work on
                            but they wouldn't let me. But they could have let me work from June
                            until the first of January. It was five that retired since, see I
                            retired in June. They had a meeting after I retired and explained it to
                            them. It was five in January, February and March, all five of them
                            retired. All of five of them, I absolutely knowed, they quit, and worked
                            at other places three or four years and then come back to the Burlington
                            Mills. I still say they didn't do me right over that. That was all right
                            if that was the way they wanted it. I still say I'd rather work at the
                            Burlington plant than any other place I heard of. I enjoyed it. I
                            enjoyed my work. I took pride in my work. I tried to get along with
                            everybody. When I retired it was like leaving my family, because I felt
                            like they was all my family. I was just with them day in and day out.
                            They felt like my family. So that was the way it was. Every time I go
                            back up there I feel like I'm going back home. <note type="comment">
                                [Laughter] </note></p>
                    </sp>
                    <milestone n="7908" unit="excerpt" type="stop" timestamp="02:53:18"/>
                    <milestone n="8019" unit="empty" type="start" timestamp="02:53:19"/>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Do you go back up very often?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Yeah, I go back once in a while. I go back when they have their dinner.
                            Lots of time I'll take a notion to bake them a pound cake and take up
                            there. I go about lunch time. Then I go around and talk to all of them.
                            I see them there at lunch time. I haven't been up there since I come
                            back from Florida, but I think if nothing happens I'll go up there
                            before too long.</p>
                        <p>You take Milton, I run into him over here at the store. He says, <note
                                type="comment"> [interruption] </note></p>
                        <p>Mattie and Bill both was winding. They's first. They was skein
                        winders.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>They told me one day when Millie nailed your brother up in a box and was
                            going to ship out, Barney.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I don't remember that.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>She was talking about how people used to play jokes.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p57" n="57"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Some of them up there took to doing everything. That Bill, I call her
                            Bill, Millie Jane, everybody calls her Bill up there. She was forever
                            more doing something. One time there our winders had a wide belt, a
                            leather belt on it about this wide. It was at the end of the winder.
                            You'd start the winder up, that belt would pull it. It was about that
                            wide, leather, and about that thick. One time Ethel—you know back then
                            they wore their dresses long, not down to the floor, and full skirts,
                            about four yards of cloth in the skirt—she started around the end of the
                            winder, coming up there to tell me something. She was full of life,
                            always had something going. Here she started around the end of my winder
                            and that belt was running, and it caught the tail of her skirt. She
                            hollered. I run down there and I cut it off. It done had pulled her
                            skirt slap off of her by the time I got down there. There she was in her
                            petticoat. I laughed and I laughed. It scared her to death. I knowed she
                            wasn't hurt, so I couldn't stop laughing. I laughed and laughed until
                            tears rolled down.</p>
                        <p>It went on, I forget who it was, seems like it was Barney. Somewhere or
                            another he slowed the belt and got her skirt out. It didn't hurt her
                            skirt except in one place, it kind of chewed it. A place about as big as
                            your hand. She put it back on. But I laughed seeing her standing there
                            in her petticoat. She had a blouse and there was four yards of cloth in
                            the tail of that skirt. I run, she a hollering. It done pulled it off of
                            her time I got down there and cut it off. It kind of scared me. I
                            thought it was going to pull her in there. I stood there and laughed and
                            laughed. I said, "Ethel, I ain't laughing at you, but it was so funny, I
                            can't…" It scared her, she was afraid it was going to pull her on in
                            there. It wouldn't have hurt her unless it got her arm or something.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Did people get hurt in the mills?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p58" n="58"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Oh, yeah. That's one thing I want to tell you about. I was talking about
                            Bill Shoemaker and Mattie. They first was a spooling and then they moved
                            the spooling out. Then they went to winding. Then they went to skein
                            winding. As you say, Bill was forever more running her tongue. She had
                            something going all the time. She's all the time doing something. She
                            was a person she didn't care. She'd see a stranger she'd walk up and
                            start going on, old crazy talk and all. I wouldn't done it for nothing
                            in the world. But Mattie, poor Mattie, she was sort of like me, a shy
                            type. She was in for things like that. She'd push Bill, she had Bill
                            fronted. She wouldn't do it but she'd push Bill. They would up there. I
                            tell you, that Bill is something. But I always liked her. They always
                            kept something a going. Always doing some plan, some kind of prank on
                            somebody. After all, they was all right people. They didn't do nothing
                            to hurt nobody. It was just full of prank.</p>
                        <p>One day Bill and her, what was her name, was a back winding. I can't
                            think of that girl's name. But she was a great big old fat girl. Her
                            husband run a warp mill. Anyway, her and Bill was backwinding. They got
                            so much for how many spools they back wound. Bill and her got in an
                            argument. Bill told her she <gap reason="unknown"/> backwound more
                            spools than she did. They got in a pretty stiff argument about it.
                            Finally they got it settled. This girl, she got plum mad but Bill
                            didn't. I think Bill, I think she done it more as a kind of a joke, for
                            she was forever more doing something. But Mattie, like I said, she was
                            full of life. She enjoyed it, but she always put Bill in front. They
                            wound up there and finally when they took the winding out they put them
                            in the cotton winding room. They had a little old universal winder that
                            they put me on. I wound off of cake yarn on to the cones for the high
                            speed warp mill. When they had skein yarn they had the dye house down
                            there at the railroad. Then <pb id="p59" n="59"/> they would dye the
                            skeins of yarn, they went to running all colored yarn, no white yarn.
                            They got so that they would order their white yarn already run on cones.
                            They'd dye all their skein yarn. We'd make stripes and we'd have some of
                            the prettiest patterns you ever seen. Them stripes was bed ticking. I
                            know you've seen these here mattresses with all colors of pretty stripes
                            on them. That's what we wound. You had to let in the warp mill.</p>
                    </sp>

                    <p>
                        <note anchored="yes">
                            <p>[END OF TAPE 3, SIDE B]</p>
                        </note>
                    </p>
                </div2>
                <div2 id="tape4-a" n="4-A" type="tape_side">
                    <head>[TAPE 4, SIDE A]</head>
                    <note anchored="yes">
                        <p>[START OF TAPE 4, SIDE A]</p>
                    </note>

                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Little universal winders in there. They went from that back to dyeing the
                            cake yarn. They'd get the cake yarn in white and they would dye the cake
                            yarn. I would run one of those Universal winders. That's the way they
                            made their stripes and different designs of colored material. Then they
                            took it out, took out all of the rayon, went to ordering all white and
                            it already wound. Put in the rayon and then they took out part of the
                            rayon. They left two mills for the rayon. They put the rest in on nylon,
                            pure nylon. They put in these dye slashers. Now they run it all white
                            and put it on that slasher and run it over in the color. They color it
                            any color they want. I sure did love to run that little old Universal. I
                            know one time they moved my little old Universal winder over against the
                            wall down there to give room to put in these nylon warp mills.</p>
                        <milestone n="8019" unit="empty" type="stop" timestamp="03:05:36"/>
                        <milestone n="7909" unit="excerpt" type="start" timestamp="03:05:37"/>
                        <p>Spence Love, he had been dead, I guess, two years. He was playing golf or
                            something and had a heart attack and died. So it was about two years
                            after he died that his wife and another lady come through the mill. They
                            was looking around, come on down. I had my back towards them. I went to
                            turn around, I was doffing my cones off, went to turn around. She come
                            over and grab me and hug me, she says, "Honey you are still with us,
                            ain't you?"</p>
                        <p>I says, "Well, Miss Love."</p>
                        <pb id="p60" n="60"/>
                        <p>She says, "I don't see nobody I know. They all new. I'm so glad to see
                            you. You sure have been a faithful person. You have been faithful to the
                            Burlington Mill."</p>
                        <p>I says, "Yes, Miss Love, I give my whole entire best part of my life to
                            the Burlington Mill."</p>
                        <p>She just hugged me and she says, "I'm so glad to see you." After she
                            left, a lot of them come running over there. They'd say, "Do you know
                            her?"</p>
                        <p>I says, "I've been knowing her for forty-seven years." Now, I said
                            forty-seven, but it wasn't forty-seven. I said, "I've been knowing her
                            for forty-seven years."</p>
                        <p>They said, "I seen her grab you and hug you."</p>
                        <p>I says, "She sure did. I was just as tickled to see her as she was me."</p>
                        <p>But one time, the first time they ever give a supper. They give a five
                            year pin and a supper. They give it up here at the old Army hall. I
                            think they tore that building down. They had a supper up there. Well,
                            Spence and his daddy and his mama and his wife, a lot of them big shots
                            you know, was there. They made a talk. They had tables set and had your
                            name at your plate. I wound up and Mack Freeman was sitting beside of
                            me. While they was talking, nobody didn't eat until they got through
                            talking. They made the talk, how proud they was that they could fix a
                            supper for the ones that had been with them five years. They had a
                            little present for us and a pin, a five year pin. They had a wonderful
                            supper. You know, Mack Freeman was so drunk, he layed on the table right
                            beside me. That about killed me. You know, one night he lay down on that
                            table and he eat, he eat. He never heard one word they said. I said to,
                            I believe Lottie Adams was sitting next to me on the other side, I said,
                                <pb id="p61" n="61"/> "Lottie, how come you couldn't have got beside
                            of him?" <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note> I says, "Of all
                            things, I had to sit by that thing." When the rest started to eating he
                            didn't even realize he had eaten. So then that was the five year pin,
                            then they give the ten year pin, the fifteen and on up like that you
                            know.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>What did they give you when you retired?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>When I retired? They fixed a dinner. On Wednesday. Milton come told me,
                            says "Icy, they're going to take you to Greensboro tomorrow."</p>
                        <p>I says, "What for Milton?"</p>
                        <p>He says, "They're going to interview you at the main big office."</p>
                        <p>I says, "I ain't going."</p>
                        <p>He says, "Oh, yes you are. They're going to leave at eight o'clock in the
                            morning. You come in dressed. You go have your hair fixed. I want you to
                            look real pretty."</p>
                        <p>I says, "I'm pretty the way I am. You know that ain't so."</p>
                        <p>He says, "You go and have your hair fixed. They'll pay for having your
                            hair fixed. You come in dressed. They're leaving at eight o'clock. The
                            personnel man and Lloyd—Lloyd was my boss man then—and Jimmy Jordan,
                            that was the super. They're going with you."</p>
                        <p>I says, "Can I be trusted with all them men?" He just laughed.</p>
                        <p>Well, I got my hair fixed and went in dressed next morning. They all
                            says, "What did you come in dressed up for?"</p>
                        <p>I says, "Because Milton told me to dress up. He wanted to see me pretty
                            one time." And I laughed.</p>
                        <p>They says, "I have to admit you sure do look pretty this morning."
                            Everybody just complimented me about looking good. I did try to take
                            extra pain.</p>
                        <p>I went up there to that main office. They carried me all over that thing.
                                <pb id="p62" n="62"/> I met everybody. Each floor had a different
                            color carpet, different design, different furniture. I went clean to the
                            top. You know what they had in the top? They had the prettiest white
                            rug. It was a beautiful thing. Beautiful furniture. Everything was
                            white.</p>
                        <p>I says, "They went all the way out with this, didn't they?" This girl
                            that took us a tour. She was about your size, hair a little darker and
                            she had glasses made like yours. She was the sweetest thing.</p>
                        <p>She says, "Do you know what this room is, Icy?"</p>
                        <p>I says, "No, but it is something. Them other rooms is something." That
                            was the prettiest place I ever seen.</p>
                        <p>She says, "This is where the big shots come. This is where they have
                            their meetings when they gather from New York."</p>
                        <p>I says, "What?"</p>
                        <p>She says, "You going to meet all of them."</p>
                        <p>I says, "No I ain't either. I'm going home."</p>
                        <p>Personnel man laughed and said, "You won't go home until I take you
                            home."</p>
                        <p>First thing you know, all them big shots from New York, twenty-five of
                            them. There was poor little me, scrootched up with all them men. They
                            got to talking to me, asking me questions. They asked me how long I'd
                            been with the company. Some of them says, "That's amazing. She's the
                            oldest hand the Burlington Mill has got anywhere." I'd been with the
                            company longer, that's what I mean. They talked, they took pictures.
                            Well, they asked me everything in the book. Sort of like you ask me,
                            questions. I'd answer them. They says, "You know one thing, you might
                            not believe it, but if you ever come to New York I want you to come to
                            the main office. You will have a welcome mat for you. Spence says you
                            just really don't know how Spence Love has remarked about you. Did you
                            know your name is on top in the main office in New York?"</p>
                        <pb id="p63" n="63"/>
                        <p>I says, "Huh."</p>
                        <p>He says, "That's right. We knowed you by Spence talking about you. I am
                            so proud to meet you." So then we went down to dinner. There I had
                            dinner with all that bunch of men. I really enjoyed it. It was a whole
                            day of it. We talked, I got to talking to them. I felt I knowed them all
                            my life. We sit there at the table and we talked. They was taking down
                            everything that was said.</p>
                        <p>They says, "I just wish he was able to been here to eat dinner with us.
                            He'll be here later on." It ain't Kauffman, I can't think of it now.</p>
                        <p>Anyway after dinner we went back up in to another room. Then we went into
                            the studio. They made pictures. They made all kind of pictures. They
                            made pictures with me with some of them, pictures by myself.</p>
                        <p>They says, "You know, this will be showed on T.V."</p>
                        <p>I says, "You mean that's going to be showed on T.V.?"</p>
                        <p>Them people from New York says, "Sure, we can't let that go by without
                            showing it on T.V. I don't know when it will be, but we'll notify you.
                            It will be on the "Sixty-Minutes" program."</p>
                        <p>I says, "Well, maybe I'll get to see it." They then carried me into the
                            studios and reshowed it all on T.V. I really enjoyed it, I enjoyed that
                            so much. After they said I was going to meet all them executives, all
                            them big shots in the Burlington Mill. After they got to talking they
                            said they already knowed me from the way Spence Love talked.</p>
                        <p>"You know one thing," he says, "you are one hand that Spence Love said
                            you went through thick and thin with them. You have made the Burlington
                            Industries. Your part and your faithfulness to the Burlington
                            Industries, you have got a part in all the mills that the Burlington
                            Mills owns."</p>
                        <pb id="p64" n="64"/>
                        <p>I says, "I feel like that I'm a part of it. I wasn't nothing but a young
                            one there and I growed up with them." And they laughed.</p>
                        <milestone n="7909" unit="excerpt" type="stop" timestamp="03:21:03"/>
                        <milestone n="8020" unit="empty" type="start" timestamp="03:21:04"/>
                        <p>See this all happened after I went to New York. See, I got a chance to go
                            to New York to Madison Square Garden. Preacher Wilson, he chartered a
                            Trailways—that's the church my sister and them goes to—a hotel bill and
                            all didn't cost you but fifty dollars. My sister and niece put at me to
                            go, too. I thought I have always wanted to see New York. So I told my
                            boss man that I wanted off for two days. He says, "I don't know whether
                            you can be off or not."</p>
                        <p>I says, "I got a chance to go to New York. I never been and I want to go.
                            I've always wanted to see it. I've seen some of it on television."</p>
                        <p>He says, "Sure, you can go. Go ahead."</p>
                        <p>I went up to my sisters and we caught the bus there. That's where
                            Preacher Wilson had it chartered. That thing was loaded down. We went to
                            Madison Square Garden to see Don Stewart. He's the best thing, the
                            sweetest somebody you ever seen. He was running a crusade there. He had
                            it at Madison Square Garden. We went to the meeting. The Madison Square
                            Garden was right like over there. You crossed the street and there was
                            Madison Square Garden. Well right down here, the second building, was
                            the hotel we was in. Preacher Wilson had chartered rooms for each one
                            that went. We had receipts. Each Preacher, the bunch that he brought,
                            had reserved seats. If I had a knowed that I would have went to that
                            place. But I didn't know it until after I was getting ready to retire.
                            Next morning they chartered a bus and they carried us all over New York
                            and showed us all over New York that morning. They carried us down there
                            in what they call Chinatown and all around. Have you ever been up
                        there?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Um-hm.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p65" n="65"/>
                    <milestone n="8020" unit="empty" type="stop" timestamp="03:24:24"/>
                    <milestone n="7910" unit="excerpt" type="start" timestamp="03:24:25"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>This man, we went down one place, back kind of, I don't know if you've
                            been on that street or not, but the bus made a wrong turn. It was a
                            raining. And people was just laying on the street. Just laying in the
                            road and on the street. I says, "Well what's the matter with them?"</p>
                        <p>Preacher Wilson says, "I don't know unless they must have been drinking
                            something and got drunk."</p>
                        <p>This man that was announcing on the bus, telling us each building and, he
                            says, "No, what you see out there, the bus driver made a wrong turn. We
                            wasn't intending to bring you all down this way. What you see out there
                            is people that's on this dope. They took too much and they passed out."</p>
                        <p>One of the men spoke up and says, "Why don't they put them in jail?"</p>
                        <p>He says, "You know, we've got 15,000 policemen in New York. And every
                            jail we got is running over. And we ain't got nowhere to put them. We
                            just leave them a laying out."</p>
                        <p>You know, it was pitiful. Some of them was just laying across one
                            another. Some of them, maybe three or four, laying on top of one
                            another, just cross ways. It was just pitiful.</p>
                        <p>The bus driver says, "I'm sorry I made the wrong turn. I have to go down
                            this way now before I can get on my right route." And he passed this
                            main building where all the executives and all, and he explained it to
                            us. If I had known it see, I could have got to go in there. I didn't
                            know it until later I retired.</p>
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                        <milestone n="8021" unit="empty" type="start" timestamp="03:26:32"/>
                        <p>See, I retired on Friday. Milton told me Thursday, he says, "You don't
                            have to work tomorrow. You come in, tomorrow is your day, you do
                            whatever you want to do. I know you want to go around and tell everybody
                            good-bye. Go in the weave room, go in the winding room, all around and
                            see a lot of people you <pb id="p66" n="66"/> know there. Tomorrow is
                            your day. They didn't say a thing in the world about fixing me a dinner.
                            On Tuesday, well Thelma Ward had retired, they had made her a cake and
                            had ale or coffee or whatever you want. Had her a pretty cake, they had
                            it trimmed in blue. There at the table on Wednesday we was all laughing
                            and talking and saying, "I wish I was Icy, I wish I was Icy. Friday will
                            be her last day. She won't have to worry about getting up." Going on
                            like that.</p>
                        <p>I says, "Well listen. You all shut up just one minute. Let me say one
                            thing."</p>
                        <p>Milton says, "What's that Icy?</p>
                        <p>I says, "I know in reason you all have me a cake. But please don't have
                            it trimmed in blue."</p>
                        <p>Milton looked at me so funny. I seen him jump up. I didn't think no more
                            about it. I says, "Please, please, don't have it trimmed in blue."</p>
                        <p>Milton laughed and said, "Well I think that's pretty."</p>
                        <p>I says, "Thelma's cake was pretty, but I didn't like the decoration on
                            it." That's all was said. In a few minutes he looked at me just as
                            straight, and he jumped up, closed the door and went in his office. He
                            called and told them, he says, "When you make that cake I ordered. I
                            told you what to trim it in. Don't do it! You trim it in pink and
                            yellow."</p>
                        <p>So I didn't know. It wouldn't have mattered to me if it was trimmed in
                            blue. I just said it you know, I didn't mean for him to, after he had
                            done placed the order. I didn't know he had placed the order.</p>
                        <p>He laughed and said, "How do you know you're going to get a cake?"</p>
                        <p>Well, I says, "I don't care if I don't get a cake. You all like my cakes
                            pretty good. I'll just bake one and bring it up here." So that's all was
                            said, "You know, I was so short. </p>
                        <milestone n="8021" unit="empty" type="stop" timestamp="03:30:16"/>
                        <milestone n="7911" unit="excerpt" type="start" timestamp="03:30:17"/>
                        <p>They used to have wooden <pb id="p67" n="67"/> stools and then they got
                            in that stool over there—that's the stool over there. I told Milton, I
                            says, "Milton, I want to tell you, I have never took nothing out of this
                            mill that wasn't mine. When I go out the last day, I have dragged my
                            stool with my name on it for forty-seven years. I dragged it from one
                            warp mill to the other. That's part of me, Milton. I'm going to take my
                            stool with me."</p>
                        <p>He says, "No. Lordy, mercy, do you want to get me fired?"</p>
                        <p>I says, "No. I'll go out the back way, but I want to take my stool with
                            me. I'm going to be a little piggish. I don't want nobody to have my
                            stool. That's mine."</p>
                        <p>Well, I went in there. There was about two weeks before I retired. My
                            stool would always be sitting at one or another of my warp mills. I went
                            in my warp mill, my stool wasn't there. I thought, "Well, they left it
                            over at another mill. I'll go over there and look." They was changing
                            the other mill. I was looking for my stool, so I could get the top, for
                            I couldn't get the top unless I had this stool. And my stool wasn't over
                            there. I went up there to Roy, a colored fellow that run the front of
                            the mill. I says, "Roy, where's my stool."</p>
                        <p>He says, "It's back there in the warp mill."</p>
                        <p>I says, "It ain't."</p>
                        <p>He says, "Oh, it's over there against the wall."</p>
                        <p>I says, "It ain't over there nowhere. Have you hid my stool?"</p>
                        <p>He says, "Icy, I ain't touched your stool."</p>
                        <p>I said, "My stool's gone. Somebody has stole my stool."</p>
                        <p>Well, he helped me hunt. We hunted all over that room. We looked in every
                            empty of box. I thought, "Now, somebody is playing a prank on me. Roy",
                            I says, "Let's look in that empty box." We looked in every empty box. We
                            killed two hours hunting my stool. I says, "I can't work without my
                            stool."</p>
                        <pb id="p68" n="68"/>
                        <p>He says, "Well, you'll just have to use my stool." I says, "I'm not going
                            to use your stool. I want my stool, and I ain't going to work until I
                            find it. You can just sit down or you can help me hunt my stool." I went
                            out there, he come to me, and I thought, "Well, they got it over on the
                            nylons." I went over there and looked at every stool.</p>
                        <p>They said, "What are you looking at?"</p>
                        <p>I says, "My stool's gone." Elena was up on the stool. I says, "Elena, let
                            me turn your stool over."</p>
                        <p>She says, "What for?"</p>
                        <p>I says, "My name is on my stool and I'm a hunting it.</p>
                        <p>She says, "Icy, this is an old stool that's been over here all the time."
                            She sat down, I looked at it and it wasn't my stool. I says, "No, it
                            ain't mine." I went on every warp mill, up and down each side, and I
                            couldn't find my warp stool.</p>
                    </sp>

                    <p>
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                    <head>[TAPE 4, SIDE B]</head>
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                        <p>[START OF TAPE 4, SIDE B]</p>
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                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>… my stool. I went up there in the slasher room. I went up one side and
                            down the other. All over the front. I was so sick over my stool. About
                            that time I was coming from the slasher room back to my warp mill.</p>
                        <p>He says, "What you doing up here, Icy?"</p>
                        <p>I says, "Milton, somebody stole my stool."</p>
                        <p>He says, "Ain't nobody stole your stool."</p>
                        <p>I says, "My stool's gone. Roy's helped me hunt it and I've been all over
                            this plant, and I can't find my stool."</p>
                        <p>He said, "Well, I'll look around. Could be that some of them in the
                            twisting room come down here and borrowed it."</p>
                        <p>I said, "Why didn't they borrow some of the rest of them?" I went on
                            back, I had to take Roy's stool. I worried and worried and worried about
                            my stool.</p>
                        <pb id="p69" n="69"/>
                        <p>Didn't nobody know that I told Milton what I was going to do. If they had
                            I'd have laid it on any of them, hiding it. But didn't nobody know it
                            but Milton. I told Milton. So come to find out I never did find my
                            stool.</p>
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                        <milestone n="7912" unit="excerpt" type="start" timestamp="03:36:13"/>
                        <p>On Friday morning I went in. I had my Sunday clothes on, my Sunday shoes.
                            Had my hair fixed right pretty. Everybody says, "You look so pretty, you
                            didn't come in to work."</p>
                        <p>I says, "I didn't. This is one day I'm going to pester everybody." I had
                            to learn a girl, Julia Candem, to creel on my, she was going to take my
                            job. I learned her how to creel. I took more pains with that poor soul.
                            She wasn't old, she wasn't but thirty, maybe thirty-one. I took the most
                            pains. I said the way I was treated when I went in there, the way Essie
                            treated me, if I ever had to learn anybody, I'd do the very best. Show
                            them everything. And help them anyway that I could. And I did. And I
                            learnt, I don't know the hands I learnt. So Julia went on over there and
                            says, "Icy, Lord mercy, I can't keep them two warp mills up."</p>
                        <p>I says, "I'll be back after a while and I'll help you." So I went all
                            over the slasher room, talked to all the slasher men. They all hugged me
                            and said, "We sure will miss you."</p>
                        <p>Then I went on up to the cotton winding room and went around to all of
                            them. They all hug me and says, "I wish you the very best. I wish it was
                            me."</p>
                        <p>I come on around to the office there where Gene and Allen and Boyd, all
                            of them, I talked with them girls, their secretarys, Jean, all of them
                            was in there. They was all around me and hugging me, saying, "I don't
                            know of nobody in the world I hate to see, as bad as I hate to see you
                            leave."</p>
                        <p>I says, "Well, I hate to leave you all. I growed so fond of everybody. I
                            love everyone of you. Y'all feel like one of my family. In fact, you're
                            the only family <pb id="p70" n="70"/> I got here in Burlington. All the
                            bosses says, "If anything in the world ever comes up and you need us,
                            you holler. We'll be right there."</p>
                        <p>I had talked to Sherry that lives right there. I was sitting there and
                            talking to her. All at once the telephone rung and I was leaving from
                            there going up to the main office, to talk to Fran and all. The
                            personnel man. She laughed and said, "Yeah. She's fixing to leave right
                            now. She's going up to the office and talk to the personnel and Fran and
                            all." And it was Milton, he called. It was him she was talking to. He
                            told her and her face turned just as red. She says, "Well, I'll do my
                            best."</p>
                        <p>He says, "I'm getting on my scooter and I'll be there in a minute. You
                            hold her there. They're all down here."</p>
                        <p>I says, "Who was that. You looked at me and laughed. I'm going up to
                            Fran's and see all of them, personnel, Jimmy, that was the
                            superintendent. I'm going up there and tell them goodbye."</p>
                        <p>She says, "No, you can't. Milton's on his way up here on that scooter."</p>
                        <p>I says, "I ain't riding on that there little scooter."</p>
                        <p>She says, "Well, he's on his way." About that time here he comes busting
                            in the door.</p>
                        <p>He says, "I come after you."</p>
                        <p>I says, "You told me I could go around and tell everybody ‘bye’."</p>
                        <p>He says, "I did."</p>
                        <p>I says, "I ain't got to the office up there. I'm going up there."</p>
                        <p>He says, "You can go up there later. I got something down here I want you
                            to do for me."</p>
                        <p>I says, "Go ahead, I'll be on down there." I thought maybe, what popped
                            into my mind, was that Julia run up against something she didn't
                            understand. I says, "I'll be right on down."</p>
                        <pb id="p71" n="71"/>
                        <p>He says, "You're going with me."</p>
                        <p>I says, "I ain't riding that scooter."</p>
                        <p>He says, "Yes you are." I got on the back of that thing. I says, "I'll
                            fall off of it."</p>
                        <p>He says, "No you won't. I won't drive fast."</p>
                        <p>He rounded the curb and the whole crowd was standing there. All of them
                            from the main office, slasher hands, dye hands, the warp hands, and two
                            or three of the retired hands was there. They had everything fixed. When
                            Milton drove up and turned the scooter this way and they snapped our
                            picture. Then Jimmy, he made a little talk. He didn't say but a word or
                            two, he filled up and he quit. Personnel man was talking. Every one of
                            them cried. They took the picture of the table.</p>
                        <p>I looked at Milton, laughed and said, "You didn't fix me no blue
                            floweredey cake, did you?" That was the prettiest cake, I just wish you
                            could have seen it. That cake was that long and it was that wide. I have
                            never seen a cake that long. It was decorated all up. It had the year I
                            come there and the year I was retiring. And says, "Happy Retirement,
                            Icy. We love you." That was the prettiest thing. They give me several
                            presents. Bobby, he knowed I did snuff. They had paper cups there at
                            them vending machines, and I'd always take one of them and I dragged my
                            cup along with me. If I had to go over to the other warp mill, I'd take
                            my cup with me so I could spit. You know what he had, them warper hands
                            made up and bought me a gold cuspidor with my name "Warpin', we love you
                            Icy." He hand me that.</p>
                        <p>I says, "Bobby, if that's a cone of yarn, I'm going to throw it at you."
                            That's what I thought it was. I opened that.</p>
                        <p>He says, "Well, it ain't no yarn." I opened that up and that was so
                            pretty. <pb id="p72" n="72"/> He says, "I want you to use that."</p>
                        <p>I says, "I'll never spit in that. That's too pretty to spit in." They
                            made me up $350.00 to give me and give it to me with a real pretty card
                            with everybody's name on it. It was real nice. All the other
                            retirements, they said something about it. A lot of times they'll call
                            and say, the bosses will, "What's you going to do. You got anything
                            planned tomorrow." And if I did, I'd tell what I was going to do. They'd
                            call that next evening, "You got anything planned tomorrow." And I'd
                            say, "No."</p>
                        <p>"Well, you be ready. We're going to take you out to lunch." They come and
                            carried me out I don't know what the times for lunch from the mill. They
                            ain't done none of the other retirements like that. Thelma Ward
                            especially, she said, "They never did take me out for lunch."</p>
                        <p>I says, "They come and carried me out. They called me and asked me, told
                            me to be ready, they'd pick me up at five minutes to twelve. We'd go out
                            and eat dinner."</p>
                        <p>It kind of hurt me about the money they giving them now. Of course, I got
                            my little dab of profit sharing. It wasn't much. I got it. But still
                            that wasn't like that main. I could have really used that money. I felt
                            like if anybody was entitled to it, I was, because I put my whole life
                            there. My young life and I growed up there. Where them that's getting
                            that money, they have quit and be gone for from two to five and six
                            years and come back and get another job. That wasn't fair. Probably it's
                            fair to them. I'm glad they're getting it. But it wasn't fair to me. I
                            felt a little hurt over that. Milton and Jimmy and all of them said they
                            done their level best to get it for me. They said Klopman put in his two
                            cents. They said it knocked me out of it. They really felt that if
                            anybody in the world needed it and got it for the years that I give to
                            the Burlington Mills, I deserved it. <pb id="p73" n="73"/> Burlington
                            Mills, I deserved it.</p>
                    </sp>
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                    <milestone n="7913" unit="excerpt" type="start" timestamp="03:48:45"/>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Let's go back a little. You were going to talk about people getting hurt
                            in the mills.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I guess it's been maybe seven or eight years. Wilma Clemmons, do you know
                            her? She's not retired, she's still working. She was running the front
                            of the warp mill. Well, on that warp mill it didn't have no stop motion.
                            If the end broke down, she had to stop it off. I was creeling up there
                            in the corner of the mill. I was helping another girl quill her mill. My
                            mills was running. Wilma was over there. All at once I hear something
                            scream out. I turned to Mary Dell and said, "What was that?"</p>
                        <p>She says, "It's somebody pranking."</p>
                        <p>About that time I heard them scream again. I looked and I said, "Lord
                            have mercy, something's happened to Wilma." I flew under the end and I
                            flew to her. That roller was taking her whole arm up. She had one of
                            them great old big thick wedding bands, real thick. She had that on.
                            That mashed that wedding band as flat as a flatter and it tore every
                            speck of the meat off of this hand. She didn't have no meat on there. I
                            run to her. I didn't know how to stop it off, not that one. Had it been
                            one of the others I could have stopped it.</p>
                        <p>I screamed to Buster, "Buster, run here quick and stop this mill." For I
                            knowed it was going to take her whole arm. He run over there and he
                            stopped it. About that time the boss men come. They went running to the
                            machine shop and they got some iron poles that big that was bent flat on
                            one end. They had two of them things on the front prying that roller and
                            two at the back, with men, two on each one of them, doing their best to
                            pry that roller up. And there she stood. Shirley she come running.
                            "Shirley," I says, "Wilma is going to <pb id="p74" n="74"/> pass out.
                            Run and get her some ammonia." She run and got some ammonia. By the time
                            she got back and give her the ammonia, they got that roller up enough
                            that they could slide her hand up. It wasn't nothing but bones there. Oh
                            Lord, it made me so sick. They grabbed her, called the ambulance and
                            rushed her to the hospital. You know today that poor thing's like that.
                            She can't use that hand. She ain't got no feeling. You can feel of that
                            hand and it's like a chunk of ice. They kept her over here a long time,
                            I forget how many weeks. Then they sent her to Chapel Hill. She can't
                            hold a broom to sweep her floor. When she come back to work they put her
                            out there in the cloth room, something that she can pull the cloth with
                            one hand. She can't use that hand.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>That wasn't too long ago then.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>It's been about seven or eight years ago.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Do you think that machinery lately is more dangerous than it used to
                        be?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>No, uh-uh. Since then they went around and put them stop guards on all
                            the machines. But them others, them high speed, if an end come down on
                            them, when it run up to where that end fell out, it would stop. But this
                            one, she had tied the ends and went to start it up. Some way or another
                            that thread wrapped around her finger and took it on in.</p>
                        <p>Oh yes, it's much safer. I know I was creeling, helping them change the
                            high-speeds. They had a stool just like that but it was this high. Them
                            high speeds is higher than this house. I couldn't reach the top. I
                            couldn't reach them two top ones on a stool this high. Lunchtime, Lena
                            got down and she started and says, "Icy, let's wash our hands. It's time
                            to eat."</p>
                        <p>I said, "Lena, I didn't know it was that late. Time sure did fly." We had
                            all the yarn took out of the mill and starting creeling the pieces back
                            on. The mill was empty with them spindles sticking out. I went to come
                            down off of <pb id="p75" n="75"/> that high stool. My foot slid on the
                            second step and I just went right down between the middle of that mill.
                            It hurt this arm. By the time I got up it hurt me so bad. It didn't
                            bleed. By the time I got up my arm was as black as a nigger. It hurt me
                            so bad I didn't know whether I broke a bone or not. Lena turned around
                            and looked and I was crying and holding my arm. I looked at my arm and
                            it was just as black. Instead of going to the bathroom to wash I went on
                            up there to the first-aid room. Pat was working on somebody's eyes. She
                            turned around to me and says, "Icy, what in the world happened?"</p>
                        <p>I says, "I fell off of that stool. I started down that high stool and I
                            missed the second step and I fell down between the warp mill."</p>
                        <p>Well, she run over there and she checked it. She says, "There ain't no
                            bones broke." She went to putting ice on it. She called Milton and
                            Milton come straight on up there. It scared him. He wanted to know how
                            it happened.</p>
                        <p>I told him, I said, "Lena got down off of her stool I started down mine.
                            She said it was time for us to go wash and eat. I told her, ‘The morning
                            sure did pass fast.’ I missed the second step. Spindles was out and I
                            fell right down, down them."</p>
                        <p>It scared him, he thought I'd broke my arm. Pat told him, says, "I
                            checked her. Ain't no broken bones. But she does have a terrible
                            bruise."</p>
                        <p>He says, "You stay up here with Pat."</p>
                        <p>They was all working and I still hadn't eaten no dinner. She kept that
                            ice on me there about two hours. Then she rubbed some kind of medicine
                            on it and she wrapped my whole arm in that wide—like that you wrap your
                            leg or something in. It hurt me so bad. Milton says, "Icy, you can go
                            home if you want to."</p>
                        <p>I says, "No, I'll stay and do what I could. I couldn't reach up with this
                            arm I put the cones on where I could tie. I didn't lose no time.</p>
                        <pb id="p76" n="76"/>
                        <p>It wasn't but about a week until they come down and measured. Pat, she
                            come. Pat and the personnel man and another man come down there that
                            evening and looked. They talked.</p>
                        <p>I said, "What you all going to do?"</p>
                        <p>She said, "We're going to get rid of them stools. We ain't going to have
                            nobody else fall. We're going to have some made just like bannisters
                            with a rod back there and two rods down the side and down the steps."</p>
                        <p>I said, "That will be in the way of creeling."</p>
                        <p>So they made two for every warp mill. I never did use one. I couldn't. It
                            seemed like it hurt my back. I'd have to reach over to put the yarn on
                            like this I still drug my little stool. Milton would get after me. I
                            said, "I ain't going to use that old stool for I can't do it. I wouldn't
                            have fell if you wouldn't have made me go over to that old nylon mill."</p>
                        <p>"Well," he says, "we didn't want you to fall."</p>
                        <p>But they changed the stools. They put them rods then a handle you could
                            hold to go down.</p>
                    </sp>
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                    <milestone n="8022" unit="empty" type="start" timestamp="03:59:51"/>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Was Milton the superintendent?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>No, he was the head boss man over the warping.</p>
                        <p>That's the only time I ever got hurt. Well, I did one time, it wasn't me
                            that done that. We was creeling on them little old V-creels. I come out
                            to get a box of yarn, truck of yarn, rather, to go back in. It was one
                            of them hand trucks, you know, that you slide under. It was in Thelma's
                            way and she give it a shove and it hit my big toe there. Lord, I just
                            sit down and cried it hurt me so bad. She didn't mean to do it. She
                            hated it awful bad. She said, "I didn't think I give it that hard a
                            shove." But it sure did hurt my big toe, and I've had trouble with that
                            old toe with an ingrown toenail. I never did know what <pb id="p77"
                                n="77"/> an ingrown toenail until she done that. But that's been
                            years and years. When they had them little old V-creels. I loved to
                            creel them there spools on them little V-creels, because they wasn't but
                            just so high. I think you put eight spools in a row, that's about how
                            high. You didn't have to have a stool or nothing. I loved to creel on
                            them. Thems the ones we run the colored yarn to make them patterns, like
                            running stripes and things for bed ticking, these inner spring
                            mattresses and things like that. But it was fun. We had good years, we
                            had bad years. I reckon that goes through life.</p>
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                        <milestone n="7914" unit="excerpt" type="start" timestamp="04:02:07"/>
                        <p>Everybody seemed to get along and everybody seemed like they enjoyed
                            working with one another. Just like I said, everybody up there in the
                            room I worked in felt like just one family. We just laugh and joke. We'd
                            say anything. We didn't think nothing about what we said to one another,
                            because nobody paid no mind. We'd all work together and tried to pull
                            together. I think that's the main thing on the job. Especially where
                            it's a group of people. If they all work together.</p>
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                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>Was there a lot of competition? Did they always have that production
                            board up?</p>
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                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>No, they stopped that. When they went to running the high speeds. They
                            had a clock on there would tell you how many yards a warper hand would
                            run a day. It would clock it off like your automobile, how your
                            automobile will tell you how many miles you got on your car. Something
                            similar to that. Its warp mill is running and that clock is a clocking
                            all the time. At the end of the day, the warper hands, they had a sheet
                            to do them all with. They put down how many yards they run each day, the
                            days of the month, and all. We didn't have to keep production. I creeled
                            anywhere from seventeen to eighteen hundred cones a day. Long towards
                            the last them cones went to weighing anywhere from eight <pb id="p78"
                                n="78"/> to ten pounds a cone. It was kind of heavy. But I enjoyed
                            it. I really did love my job. I hated that I had to quit. I just begged
                            and I done every way in the world to get them to let me work on. So now
                            they let you work as long as you want to, so they say.</p>
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                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MARY MURPHY:</speaker>
                        <p>That's the law.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">ICY NORMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>But I did, just let me work one more year. Just let me work from now
                            until next April. Then I'll have all my debts paid off.</p>
                        <p>They says, "I wish I could. I hate to see you leave so bad. We'll never
                            replace you."</p>
                        <p>So I went back up there in a month or two. Roy says, "Icy, please go over
                            there and creel that mill up for me. You know I ain't run one yard all
                            day long."</p>
                        <p>I says, "Roy, you know better."</p>
                        <p>He says, "I ain't."</p>
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                            <p>END OF INTERVIEW</p>
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