And about her time in Florida when my father was stationed here during the war.
She told two stories about that time.
The first was about how the bugs were so big you could throw a saddle on them and ride them around the base!
The other was about working for one of the generals.
She and another secretary would buy bottles of coke from the vending machine just outside the office door, pour out half the coke and refill the bottles with rum.
And that’s how they spent their days.
Typing the general’s letters half crocked, sweating (this was in the days before air conditioning!) and killing giant bugs with their shoes.
She did NOT like Florida!