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A few months later, we met a lady, Maude Britt, at the First Baptist Church who had a
                   vacant apartment in her new duplex on Park Avenue, just a half block from the FSU
                   Campus. This time I didn’t have to climb on the roof for a TV antenna. I bought two 12
                   feet sections of pipe, topped with an electric motor that could rotate the antenna. With
                   this arrangement, I occasionally received television programs from distant places like
                   Cuba,  Texas,  and  even  Buffalo,  NY.  This  was  only  under  unusual  atmospheric
                   conditions in the winter when it was cloudy or foggy.

                   When my college courses began, I tried to supplement our income with such things as
                   selling Wearever aluminum cookware. I was unsuccessful at that, so I finally got a
                   newspaper delivery route for the Florida Times-Union. It was for the “Star-edition”,
                   which  only  went  to  the  black  neighborhoods.  The  only  trouble  was  not  many
                   prescriptions were prepaid. For those unpaid subscriptions, I had to go to each house to
                   collect. Needless to say, I barely collected enough to pay for gas and wear and tear on
                   my car.

                   While working there, we learned of the bus boycott in Montgomery, Alabama after
                   Rosa Parks refused to sit in the back of the bus, which was required under the laws of a
                   segregated  south.  There  was  great  resistance  to  desegregation  of  public  school.  I
                   frequently  remarked  to  my  coworkers  in  the  Times-Union  office  that  I  couldn’t
                   understand why it was customary to have black maids in white homes raising their
                   children when they didn’t want black children integrated with white children in the
                   schools.

                   I was able to quit delivering newspapers when I got a job working for Dr. Noel LaSeur
                   in the Meteorology Department on Jefferson Street. The department was located in a
                   two-story wooden building on Jefferson Street two blocks from Westcott auditorium.
                   On the second floor, I could read the latest synoptic weather observations on a teletype
                   printer, and see the weather charts on a facsimile machine. There was one room with a
                   table containing electric comptometers where we tallied rainfall totals for more than a
                   hundred recording sites around the state. The calculating machine had eight columns,
                   each  containing  ten  numbers,  0  to  9,  with  which  to  tabulate  daily  totals.  I  was
                   impressed with the great variations of rainfall around the state.





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