Right. He came in '28 and worked at Cone. His first, well, before that,
he went back. He came and then he stayed, and then he went back and got
himself a wife. That was my mother. My father was unique in, back in
that time young men stayed at home until they were twenty-one. Now you
get sixteen, seventeen, you're ready to leave, go out on your own. But
my father was true to the course. He stayed home, and his father told
him—. He worked, and he gave his father his check, and his father gave
him what he wanted him to have, and he was satisfied with that. So that
Wednesday before his—. Well, his twenty-first birthday fell on a
Wednesday, and he always got paid at twelve o'clock on Saturday. His
father was always there waiting for his check or whether it was cash or
check I'm not sure. I said check because that's what I'm used to. But he
was waiting for his money, for my father to give him his money, and then
he would give him what he wanted to have. He said on this particular
Saturday he had turned twenty-one that Wednesday, and he said his daddy
was standing there and he says, "Boy, didn't you forget something." He
said, "No Papa. You forgot something." He says, "I was twenty-one this
past Wednesday." He said, "I don't need you to take care of money now. I
can take care of my own money." From then on he did, he
Page 7took care of his money. He bought his own clothes. He bought
him a car, 1928 A-Model, 19—Ford A-Model or such. I don't know it is,
but it was a Model-A Ford. That's what it was. He took his family the
first trip they went to, they all came to Greensboro from South
Carolina. They all packed the car full, and his two brothers rode on the
running board of the car all the way from South Carolina because the car
was too full. They had so much stuff in it. They laugh about that all
the time. They came, and they stayed with one of their sisters who had a
house here. That's the way families did. My father went back to South
Carolina and married my mother, brought her here. His first job was at
Cone, the Cone family's home on Summit Avenue. He worked in the yard. He
said he used to go to work every morning. He'd drive his car to work,
and he said his boss, his boss's son admired his car. He said he went to
work one morning, and he said his boss told him, "You don't need a job."
He said, "You don't have a job." So he fired him. He says well, now I've
got a wife that's expecting a baby, and here I am with no job. So he
would, he didn't know what he was going to do, but he had a nice pretty
car. So he used to go on East Market Street at night there and late in
the afternoons, and he'd park his car he said. Invariably somebody would
come up to him and say, "Man, I'll give you ten cents to run me here or
I'll give you a quarter to run me here. I'll give you fifteen cents to
take me over here." He said he found out he could make money with his
car. So as a result he said some of, so he found out he didn't really
need a job. So he just sort of hired himself out. He just sort of hired
himself out, and he got a reputation for well, if you want to go
somewhere, John Harris will take you. So by this time he had developed
some friendships of some people that, and they all were doing basically
the same thing. They say they got so good that they were using a public
phone, and they had people just calling them and said the—