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                <head>Interview with Julia Virginia Jones, October 6, 1997. Interview J-0072.</head>
                <byline>Conducted by Nancy Sara Friedman</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 J-0072, 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 © 2006 The University of North
                    Carolina</note>
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                <head>Abstract</head>
                <p>Julia Virginia Jones was born in rural Shelby County, North Carolina, in 1948.
                    The civic and professional activism of her mother and grandmother weighed
                    heavily on Jones's definition of femininity, and she points to her father's
                    abrupt death as forming a defining moment in her perception of gender roles.
                    Rather than assuming married life would offer her lifelong security, Jones came
                    to realize that she needed to be able to support herself independently. Religion
                    played a significant role in her family, as did Democratic politics. The
                    religious lessons Jones learned included tolerance and the omnipresence of God.
                    Given the changing racial climate of the 1960s rural South, Jones admits her
                    disenchantment with her church. Jones purposefully chose an all-women's college,
                    Queens College, to develop her academic and leadership skills. She married her
                    husband immediately after her undergraduate graduation and decided to follow him
                    along his career path. She worked as a teacher, which resulted in unhappiness,
                    so she applied to law school, accepting a full scholarship at Wake Forest. After
                    clerking two years for Judge Woodrow Wilson, she obtained an associate position
                    with the Moore &amp; Van Allen law firm. In 1990, she was elected district
                    court judge. She was undergoing cancer treatment at the time of this interview:
                    she affectionately labels her supportive friends and family as "Fighting Okra"
                    because of okra's raw strength and tenacity, characteristics she sees in her
                    supporters.</p>
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                <head>Short Abstract</head>
                <p>Judge Julia Virginia Jones traces the development of her professional career,
                    which culminated in a federal judgeship. She illuminates the impact her gender
                    had on her growth in the legal field.</p>
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                <head>Interview with Julia Virginia Jones, October 6, 1997. <lb/>Interview J-0072.
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                            >JULIA VIRGINIA JONES</name>, interviewee</item>
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                    <head>[TAPE 1, SIDE A]</head>
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                        <p>[START OF TAPE 1, SIDE A]</p>
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                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>You were born August 30, 1948 in Shelby, North Carolina. Did you know
                            your grandparents?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I was very fortunate, both sets of my grandparents, lived in Shelby. In
                            fact they lived across the street from each other, and all of my aunts,
                            uncles, and cousins lived within about a mile of each other. So, I had a
                            very large extended family. We walked back and forth to each other's
                            houses. Spent the night. Very much of a community. I even knew my great
                            grandparents. One on each side. My great grandmother on my father's
                            side, and my great grandfather on my mother's side. So, I was very
                            fortunate to have a long family history, and lots of great aunts and
                            uncles too.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>What do you remember most about your grandparents?</p>
                    </sp>
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                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, my great grandfather was quite a business man. Always dressed up in
                            his suit, even when he was in his 80s. Fairly formal. I don't have any
                            real . . . . We were kind of dressed up in our Sunday clothes when we
                            went to see him, so most of my memories are sort of formal showing off
                            the grandchildren type thing. Now my grandfather on my father's side
                            lived to be 99, and he also everyday would get up and shave, and put on
                            a coat and tie and go sit in the living room. This was after he was
                            blind and deaf, but people came to visit him because he was a very very
                            interesting person. He was often on the wrong side of the law. I don't
                            think I learned any or had any ideas about going into law because of
                            him. He, because of some good lawyers, did not go to prison over some
                            business deals but he was quite an interesting character.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Do you remember particular instances, or is that pretty much the broad
                            picture?</p>
                    </sp>
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                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I don't remember any particular instances.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>So, your grandparents - you said that you all lived in the same . . .
                        ..</p>
                    </sp>
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                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I will tell one tale on my grandfather. My grandfather was charged with
                            tax evasion by the federal government. In fact, Mr. Thigpen, the senior
                            from Charlotte, and Guy _____ were his lawyers because Guy was his
                            cousin <pb id="p4" n="4"/> too and that is how things went back then.
                            This was in about 1950 - in the 50s - and I knew that the government
                            took all of my grandfather's money, and I knew he didn't go to prison,
                            but I never knew why he didn't go to prison. Now remember this happened
                            in the 50s. Well, my grandfather died in 92, at the age of 99, and I
                            asked one of my cousins. I said, I always knew about grand daddy and the
                            tax boys. Anyhow he didn't think you had to pay taxes if you earned it
                            in a different county, but what I never knew was why he didn't - how
                            they kept him out of prison. My cousin said, "Well, don't you know that
                            he had a bad heart and they convinced the judge that he would surely
                            have died immediately if he had gone to prison." Of course he lived 40
                            more years after that. So, that's kind of the story of my
                        grandfather.</p>
                    </sp>
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                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>So, you saw your grandparents as both grandparents and as sons and
                            daughters, was that an interesting role for you to see?</p>
                    </sp>
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                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, a little bit, particularly watching my grandmother take care of her
                            mother-in-law who lived there. This is the same grandmother of the
                            grandfather that got into tax trouble. <milestone n="4595" unit="empty"
                                type="stop" timestamp="00:04:20"/>
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                            />She worked outside of the home. She worked as a sales clerk in the 30s
                            which was very very unusual, and she worked for the Jewish family that
                            had the clothing store. There were, to my memory, maybe two Jewish
                            families in <pb id="p5" n="5"/> Shelby and one of them had a clothing
                            store, and she worked for him. That was very unusual for her to have
                            been working outside the home. She also was a registrar at the precinct
                            for voting. Was very active in the community, and very active
                            politically. I have always thought that I got some of my political
                            interest from my grandmother, Florence, because she was always out in
                            the community and I think what both she and her husband taught me was
                            that community is important, and again, even though my grandfather got
                            into trouble, he was also in the Rotary, the Jaycees, and did a lot of
                            civic things. And my grandmother, as I say, worked outside the home;
                            also worked as a registrar, and the other thing that they did that was a
                            little bit unique was they always worked at the county fair. Shelby had
                            the largest county fair in the United States. It was started by Dr.
                            Dorton, the same person that the Dorton Arena is named for. He is a
                            veterinarian who was from Shelby, and he started the North Carolina
                            State Fair as well as our local fair and my grandmother always worked as
                            a judge of the pies, cakes and jellies at the fair. At Christmas, we had
                            a ritual. They always bought the prize winning country ham, and every
                            Christmas eve we had the same menu. We had country ham, rice, green
                            beans, pound cake and cheese biscuits. Now, another thing that I found
                            out about my grandmother later on, was that she did not always make that
                            pound cake. It was her recipe (Here comes the train by my house. We are
                            going to have to stop until the train goes by.) Anyway, many years later
                            I <pb id="p6" n="6"/> found out that Granny Florence didn't make those
                            pound cakes. She paid somebody to make them for her, and somehow I liked
                            her even better to think that I had this grandmother who could choose
                            whether to be in the kitchen or not. Not that being in the kitchen is
                            not great; I love to cook, but she could choose, and if she would rather
                            be out working at the store, she would have somebody make the pound
                            cake. <milestone n="2761" unit="excerpt" type="stop"
                                timestamp="00:07:06"/>
                            <milestone n="4596" unit="empty" type="start" timestamp="00:07:07"/> My
                            other grandmother, who I am named for, Julia, was just the opposite. She
                            was a complete homebody. Her job was to be the perfect homemaker and she
                            was. She had two separate rose gardens to cut from. In the front yard
                            those were the flowers for the people who walked by to see. The cutting
                            garden was in the back yard, and when my grandfather plowed for the
                            vegetable garden, he plowed about four or five rows that were planted
                            with nothing but flowers to cut. So, there were fresh flowers in every
                            room, every day. Meals were, as you can imagine, country breakfast,
                            because before breakfast we had been up picking vegetables since 4:30 or
                            5:00 in the morning in the summer, and would come in and eat sausage and
                            liver mush and baked apples and sliced tomatoes always in the summer.
                            And eggs and grits and biscuits. Lunch was generally two meats, corn
                            bread, biscuits, and five or six vegetables, and then supper was usually
                            cold. Leftovers from lunch, but quite a feast.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Did you go there often for breakfast?</p>
                    </sp>
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                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Oh yes, because my father . . . .. it's real funny, this was his
                            father-in-law, but my father was very interested in picking the
                            vegetables and so usually daddy and I would go pick vegetables and then
                            have breakfast with my grandma.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>So, that was the grandmother Julia that you were named after - that was
                            your father's side?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Mother's side. It is very confusing because my father was very active
                            with my mother's parents. My father was the caretaker of the older
                            generation. He took care of his parents; he took care of my mother's
                            parents; he took care of the great aunts and uncles. He was a caretaker.
                            He dropped dead of a heart attack at age 48, and sometimes we think it's
                            because he just took care of too many people, but he was the caretaker
                            for everyone.</p>
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                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>So, did he know your mother when they were growing up? Did they grow up
                            in Shelby?</p>
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                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>They grew up together, and knew each other, but they really didn't start
                            courting until after the war - until after World War II. Mother had
                            finished college, and <pb id="p8" n="8"/> came back and daddy was
                            working. Even though my grandparents lived across the street when I was
                            growing up, they didn't when my parents were little. So, they didn't
                            really start, even though they knew each other, they didn't start dating
                            until after the war. Then they got married, and had four children,
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                            />and daddy died in 1971. Mother, at that time, was also 48. I had
                            graduated from college, but I had a sister who was a sophomore at Chapel
                            Hill, a sister who was in high school, and a brother who was 14. Mother
                            basically worked minimum wage at the hospital as a volunteer
                            coordinator, and with social security put the rest of the kids through
                            school. So, she certainly was an influence in my life, that you can do
                            what you want to do through hard work. I think, also, the fact that my
                            father died suddenly, influenced me. I've talked to my two sisters about
                            this. Both of my sisters worked outside of the home for a long time.
                            They are now raising children, but one was a banker for about ten years,
                            and the other sold real estate. We all agreed, we realized that when
                            daddy died that even if you were happily married that was no guarantee
                            of someone to take care of you.</p>
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                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I'm just going to bring you back a little bit, just to talk more about
                            your dad. Did he go to college?</p>
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                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>He went two years to Western Carolina. He played football. He was on a
                            football scholarship, but in 1942 he joined the navy and he was a bomber
                            pilot. He flew off of aircraft carriers, and according to my uncles he
                            was quite a hero. That he made many hits. He only landed in the ocean
                            once, and they laugh about it I guess because he got out alright. He did
                            not talk about the war, and I couldn't decide whether he didn't talk
                            about it because his three oldest children were girls and he just didn't
                            know how to talk to girls or what, and the reason I say that is that
                            when I started going out with a man who was in the navy, my father
                            talked to him about it, but he did not talk to us. But my favorite story
                            about daddy . . . In the service, if you grow up in Shelby there's not a
                            lot to do, so you learn how to play cards. It's a big card town. I
                            learned to play bridge when I was in about the fifth grade, and play
                            bridge every hot summer afternoon from 1-3 until I graduated from high
                            school. Mother even taught bridge to supplement her income at one time.
                            Daddy taught me how to play poker, of course. So they tell the story
                            they are on the aircraft carrier, and it is hot down in the quarters
                            down below. So, they are not in uniform. Basically they've got their
                            skivvies on. So, they are sitting around the table playing poker, and
                            daddy is winning big time and he keeps winning and people drop out, and
                            they drop down to two people - daddy and one other man, and daddy
                            basically cleans house. So, the next morning they get up to go up on
                            deck, and it turns out that the man that daddy took all his money was
                            his <pb id="p10" n="10"/> commanding officer, and so he got a lot of
                            grief from his cohorts about taking all the money from his commanding
                            officer and what kind of duty he would get. Of course, nobody knew it
                            the night before because they didn't have on their uniforms. My father
                            was fun. He would get down on the floor and ride us piggy back. Very
                            much a presence in our lives. He sold real estate, and just about the
                            time he died had become successful. He had struggled financially before
                            then, and as I say he also spent a lot of time taking care of people. He
                            was president of the Jaycees. President of the Rotary. He helped get the
                            merry-go-round for the park, and different things like that, but
                            unfortunately died at age 48.</p>
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                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>You said that he had some financial difficulties career wise when you
                            were growing up. How did that affect the way that you were raised?</p>
                    </sp>
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                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>We were land poor. Particularly on my mother's side there is a tremendous
                            amount of land. As I mentioned, my grandfather was quite a business man,
                            and he had bought up a lot of property that was very valuable where they
                            put a new road, and of course that brought in new business. When he died
                            the land was, of course, still there and so we had all this property.
                            Huge farms, but we didn't have much money, and we all had nice houses.
                            That was the other thing. My grandparents lived on this side, my
                            mother's side, in a mansion because they <pb id="p11" n="11"/> bought
                            this back when they had a bunch of money, in the 40s, and my parents
                            built a very nice little brick ranch house. So, I always felt like I had
                            enough money, but we weren't rich and I couldn't have Weejans. I had to
                            wear what Penney's sold. I remember when I got my first Villager sweater
                            when I was a junior in high school. I had earned the money working in a
                            jewelry store, but I never felt deprived because we certainly had plenty
                            of food because we had these huge gardens and farms and my grandmother
                            cooked and baked. But I knew it was a struggle for my father, and I knew
                            that when I went to college that I wanted to go to a small woman's
                            college because in the 60s that was . . . First of all, Chapel Hill
                            didn't let women in unless you were going to be a nurse, and I didn't
                            particularly want to be a nurse at that point in time. So, I wanted to
                            go to a small woman's college, but I made up my mind that I had to have
                            a scholarship that would pay the same amount as if I was going to a
                            state supported school like UNC-G which was women's college at that
                            time. So, it really influenced me about money. The other thing was, I
                            always had a job. I had my first job when I was fourteen, and that was
                            my first job I should say outside of the home. I'll talk about what I
                            did before that in a few minutes. When I was fourteen I worked at a
                            grocery store and I was too young, the law wouldn't let me handle money,
                            but I could weigh out penny candy, wrap presents, stock the shelves, and
                            that's what I did the Christmas I was fourteen. Then after that I worked
                            in a jewelry store from <pb id="p12" n="12"/> Thanksgiving to Christmas
                            every year until I graduated from college. Before I was fourteen, from
                            the time I was about ten, I sold vegetables out of my grandfather's
                            garden. Daddy and I would go pick in the morning before breakfast. I
                            would put them in my bicycle basket and go up and down the street
                            selling them. Of course they were delicious, and of course because they
                            had been picked that morning my grandfather made me give thirteen ears
                            of corn for every dozen, and an extra tomato for every pound. So, I got
                            such a reputation that people would start calling the night before and
                            place orders and so the next morning I would pick and bag and they would
                            come pick it up. That's how I made my money to go to summer camp,
                            because I also always wanted to go to summer camp but my family couldn't
                            afford that. So, I sold vegetables until I graduated from college too,
                            and my sisters and brothers kind of took over as we went along. I never
                            bought a vegetable or a fruit, in the grocery store, until I was over
                            30. It was a rude awakening to have to go buy produce, because even when
                            I was married and lived in Boone, my grandfather would pack the station
                            wagon with everything from June apples, to sweet potatoes, to onions, to
                            tomatoes and drive the two hours to Boone to bring us our vegetables for
                            the month, and he would come up a couple times in the summer when my
                            husband and I lived there.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p13" n="13"/>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>How did you balance picking the vegetables and selling them, and then
                            still going to school?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I only did that in the summer. In the winter I only worked between
                            Thanksgiving and Christmas, after school, at the jewelry store. I did
                            not work full-time during school. I studied a lot. I was lucky that we
                            had a very good high school. At the time I didn't think so, but we did.
                            School was important. My mother really valued education, and that was
                            very very clear. I think, she had a college degree and somehow she
                            thought it was important that her daughters, as well as her son, have a
                            college degree. So, there was never any question about going to college.
                            Now, I wasn't quite sure why, because you got married and raised
                            children, and I didn't quite understand why you went to college I just
                            knew you did.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>So, did your mom work?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>She started working when I was in high school, and she worked as a social
                            worker which was her training. She did that through a government program
                            with Richard Nixon, of all presidents. I don't think people remember
                            kind of how much money there was for social programs during that era,
                            but it did dry up and after that she <pb id="p14" n="14"/> went to work
                            for the hospital. So, I always worked at some entrepreneurial . . . . We
                            also baked cookies for the fair, and won prizes there. That was kind of
                            our money to spend at the fair.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>What was your relationship with your brother and sisters like when you
                            were growing up?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>The family order is I'm the oldest, there's four years between me and the
                            next sister, and her name is Jean Ann. Then two years and there's Linda,
                            and then another two years and Thomas. There's nine years difference
                            between Thomas and me. Growing up I was the babysitter, and I had a lot
                            of responsibility. I liked my siblings, but I was not friends with them.
                            Basically they were the kids I babysat with. Now, as adults, we are best
                            friends. All of us. I mean, we are so close, and even though my sisters
                            are not close geographically (one is in Los Angeles, and one is in
                            Connecticut - my brother's in Newton) we still see each other and talk
                            on the phone two, three times a week. We are very very close.</p>
                        <p>I want to tell a story about money, and being rich or poor. The sister
                            that is four years younger than I, she thought we were poor, and I asked
                            her why she thought we were poor. [This is as an adult we are talking
                            about this, not as kids.] She <pb id="p15" n="15"/> said, "Well, don't
                            you know." And I said, "Well, no." And she said, "Well we had a fire and
                            our house burned." And this is true. Lightening struck our house in the
                            summer of `61 or `62, and it did - it burned, and we had to move out for
                            six weeks, and it was fairly traumatic. Also, because daddy got
                            hepatitis in the middle of all that. So, it was a very traumatic time,
                            but Jean Ann said, "You know, in Sunday School you took clothes to
                            children whose houses had burnt," and so she thought we were poor
                            because our house burned. I said, "Okay, when did you decide we weren't
                            poor?" And she said, "Well, don't you know the answer to that either?"
                            And I said, "Well, no." And she said, "Well, about four years later we
                            got a motor boat, and only rich people have motor boats." Well, now the
                            truth of why we got the motor boat was, that daddy sold a house and the
                            people didn't have enough cash to pay his commission, so they gave him
                            this used motor boat. I think she was like eight at the time the fire
                            happened, and she was like twelve at the time we got the boat, so she
                            thought we were poor and then she thought we were rich. I always knew we
                            were neither rich nor poor. We were fortunate. I always felt we were
                            fortunate to have the family, and the resources we had even though when
                            I was about eight, Dad almost filed bankruptcy. He didn't, but he was in
                            a textile waste business that just didn't do anything.</p>
                        <pb id="p16" n="16"/>
                        <p>One other interesting thing about my father. When he got out of the
                            service he got his mustering out pay, and he started an oil refining
                            recycling. Basically to recycle oil. There was all this oil that had
                            been used in the war, and in the war they recycled it, and so he started
                            this process for it. He thought he would have a very successful
                            business. Unfortunately, with the war over everybody had new oil and
                            there was no reason to recycle, and I like to think about my father as
                            one of the early conservationist. If only he had had business.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I haven't heard you mention religion at all as part of your growing up.
                            Was that a large part of growing up?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I can't believe I haven't mentioned it. We went to the Methodist church.
                            It was up on the court square, and it's a beautiful church. My father's
                            family went there. Mother had grown up a Baptist, so she joined with
                            daddy and very active. At one point my father was chairman of the board
                            of stewards; I was president of the senior high MYF; my sister was
                            president of the junior high; mother ran the girl scouts; my aunt was
                            head of Methodist's Women. We went to church at least three times a
                            week. Twice on Sundays, and usually Wednesday nights. But, it was a
                            positive, happy, joyful place. Not at all a negative place, and I
                            enjoyed going. I did go to church actively until I was a teenager. Then
                            I started rebelling <pb id="p17" n="17"/> like everybody else, and when
                            I was at home I went to church because my father saw to it that I went
                            to church. By the time I went to college, even though I went to a
                            Presbyterian. I went to Queens College - right here. Right in the heart
                            of all the Myer's Park churches, I did not go to church except during
                            exams. Of course I would go during exams. It was an excuse not to study,
                            and praying for good grades. You got two for one. Growing up, I was at
                            the church a lot. For girl scouts, and Wednesday night suppers. It was
                            quite an influence. Church is a big influence in my life now. There was
                            a long time in between, and now I'm a Baptist. I kind of laugh . . . .
                            Let's see, my grandmother was a Methodist and she married a Baptist. My
                            mother was a Baptist and she married a Methodist. I grew up Methodist,
                            but changed to Baptist. So, we have gone full circle in our church. I go
                            to Myers Park now, just here in Charlotte, and some people would
                            question whether that is Baptist, but that is where I go to church
                            anyway.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Shelby, on the whole, you said there was a Baptist church and a Methodist
                            church, and maybe two Jewish families there. Was that pretty much the
                            split in town?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>There were a few Episcopalians, and a few Lutherans. The Baptists was the
                            big church. I always used to refer to them as Hertz and we were Avis.
                            They really had all the big youth programs, and were always doing
                            exciting things, and having rock music in the sanctuary and things like
                            that. They were kind of on one corner, <pb id="p18" n="18"/> and we were
                            on the other corner. There were a fair number of Presbyterians; just a
                            few Episcopalians, and a few Lutherans. Really, I would say Baptists and
                            Methodists in Shelby.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>What would you say you pulled out of the religion the most? What has
                            carried through in your life?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I guess there are two things. One is that I truly believe, whether you
                            are Jewish or Muslim or Christian, that tolerance of all people is
                            important. That is what God's message is. The other thing is that God is
                            with me. I truly believe that. I don't believe that God micro manages.
                            That He comes down and says, "Julia you're going to have cancer and
                            somebody else is going to get a divorce." But I believe that He is very
                            aware of what everyone is going through, and is there with us. I had a
                            really unique experience growing up, because I too worked for the Jewish
                            merchant, Mr. Rosenthal. I learned more from him than I learned from
                            almost anybody other than my family. I worked for him for seven or eight
                            years, so it was a long time of my life and I think that helped me - it
                            just gave me a different view that not everybody had the opportunity to
                            have. It has been real interesting because through the years I've met a
                            lot of people that knew the Rosenthals because they would come to
                            Gastonia or Charlotte to worship because there <pb id="p19" n="19"/>
                            wasn't anywhere in Shelby. That's been one of the nice things. Also, I
                            just learned a lot of good things about life, about how to treat people,
                            and the experience of working there. I count that as a major influence
                            and advantage in my life.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>You were talking about one of the things you learned was tolerance. How
                            was Shelby as a town? Because of all these different groups, were they
                            very tolerant or was it a narrow sort of town?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>It was a fairly typical Southern town where groups did not mix; however,
                            when I was a senior in high school the schools were integrated. We did
                            not have any riots or major bad incidents. I think people were pretty
                            tolerant even though they did not necessarily mix. I guess that is the
                            way I would put it. Shelby is just a very typical small town, but I do
                            think people there try to be tolerant. I left Shelby because I had been
                            married and then back in Shelby with my husband and he established a law
                            practice. When we decided to divorce, this was in 1979, Shelby was too
                            small to have ex-husbands and -wives practicing in different firms.
                            There were too many conflicts. People were having a hard enough time
                            with women lawyers at that point in time, much less one that used to be
                            married to a man lawyer, but then the other firm, "Oh my, what would we
                            do about that?" <pb id="p20" n="20"/> So, I decided that I needed a job,
                            and I needed to leave town, and that's how I ended up in Charlotte was
                            for the job. That is why I left Shelby at that point in time.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Did you travel much in your family? Did you stay pretty much in Shelby
                            because your whole family was in Shelby?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>When I was growing up my family did not travel a lot, and that had to do
                            with money as much as anything. But it's kind of the good and the bad.
                            One of mother's cousins had a house up at Lake Lure which is this
                            fabulous mountain lake about 45 minutes from Shelby, and their children
                            were the age of the children in our family. So we would go up for say
                            three weeks and the fathers would drive back and forth, because it was
                            only 45 minutes. So, we would stay at this fabulous, and when I say
                            fabulous I don't mean fabulous because it was fancy. It was fabulous
                            because it wasn't fancy. The downstairs had concrete floors, poured
                            cement, concrete block walls. You could throw your bathing suit down on
                            the floor and it didn't matter! Nobody fussed at you for putting a wet
                            bathing suit some where. You had to get up and put it on the next day,
                            but nobody cared. It had a beautiful view. The water was wonderful. We
                            water skied. No TVs or telephones, and so it was an intergenerational
                            thing. You would play cards with <pb id="p21" n="21"/> the parents; you
                            know, play bridge. It was an indestructible house. Even upstairs there
                            were hardwood floors that you could just wipe up if you spilled. My
                            other memory, of course, is food. Probably my biggest memory of
                            childhood is food. At Lake Lure I can remember one time a neighbor from
                            Shelby — a lot of people from Shelby had houses there — and one of the
                            little boys came to visit and he went home and told his mother, he said,
                            "Mom, they ate bushels of corn." Which was true, because we all loved
                            corn. My grandfather would bring up, literally these bushels of corn and
                            we might have 15 or 20 people at the house, and so we really did eat
                            bushels of corn. We usually took a cook with us to the mountains. At
                            that point, almost everybody had what we would call help. So, somebody's
                            cook would go to the mountains and would cook. So, the fact that we
                            didn't have money to go to the beach was not a deprivation. We would go
                            to Lake Lure every summer, and about once every three or four years we
                            would go to the beach for a couple of days. Two times, I can remember,
                            we went to Florida, but that was because daddy's father (the land
                            wheeler-dealer that didn't pay taxes) owned some property and motels in
                            Florida. So, we would go down to one of grand daddy's motels. We would
                            pile in the station wagon and go. That was the most we ever did. I've
                            always had wander lust, so when I was a junior in college I wanted to go
                            on the college European trip. So, this is getting into some of my other
                            jobs. After my freshman year in college, I worked as a secretary at a
                            concrete block company. <pb id="p22" n="22"/> All these builders would
                            call me up and cuss because their blocks weren't there. I learned how to
                            deal with that. I saved my money, and earned enough money so that the
                            next summer I went on the Queens tour to Europe. Again, that was paid
                            for with selling vegetable money, and the money from the block plant. We
                            did not travel a lot. Now my parents would go to conventions. They would
                            go to the Realtor's convention, or the Rotary convention, but that would
                            be once every five or six years. I remember that the year daddy died it
                            was my parent's 25th anniversary, and they were going to go to Hawaii
                            which was a big deal. He died in August, and they were going in
                            November. I was trying to think, I hardly remember my parents flying on
                            an airplane anywhere when I was growing up.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I'm going to keep pulling you back a little bit, if that's alright. Just
                            to talk about your schooling. You went to Shelby . . . .</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I went to the public high school, Shelby High School, which I accused of
                            having, how did I put it, that the principal was the coach and the
                            superintendent of schools was the athletic director. We had a huge
                            football team and a huge football stadium, which was very common at that
                            time for kind of medium sized towns. We also had four years of Latin,
                            advanced Chemistry, Trigonometry. All kinds of courses that I was able
                            to take that when I got to college I was way ahead of a lot <pb id="p23"
                                n="23"/> of people. In fact when I got to college my freshman year,
                            as I indicated I had a scholarship and I had to work for it, and the
                            senior faculty member was head of the Chemistry department, and I was
                            standing in registration line and this woman comes up and says, "Where's
                            Julia Jones?" and I raised my hand, and she said, "Well, you are going
                            to be my lab assistant." And I said, "Oh?" And she said, "Yes, you need
                            to sign up for the Chemistry Lab on Monday, and you will be assisting me
                            on Wednesday and Thursday. My last lab assistant came from Shelby High
                            School, and she graduated, and you took Chemistry at Shelby High School,
                            so I want you." Well, I hadn't even planned to take Chemistry. I mean I
                            signed up for Botany or something, but I signed up for Chemistry and
                            sure enough I ended up tutoring seniors in Chemistry and paying my way
                            through school.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>What were some of your favorite subjects in high school, or
                        activities?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I love English. Reading books for credit is kind of decadent to me, and I
                            had wonderful, wonderful teachers that truly made everything from
                            Beowulf to Shakespeare to Catcher in the Rye come alive. I also remember
                            my eleventh grade teacher telling me that how her father used to hide
                            books. He was a professor at Converse, and of course she and her sister
                            always got the books he <pb id="p24" n="24"/> hid and read. It was just
                            interesting having a teacher tell you something like that. So, I love to
                            read books.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Were you close to some of your English teachers?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I was close to all of my teachers because I was a student, and a
                            hard working student. I don't have a particular teacher . . . . Well,
                            actually my seventh grade science teacher. I do have one teacher that I
                            would say I was closest to for many years after school, and this was
                            Miss Craver and she taught seventh grade science. She had arthritis and
                            wore big clunky shoes, and she wasn't too tall, but I can remember
                            sitting in class in seventh grade, and you can imagine. The way our
                            schools were, you went to neighborhood schools until you wer in sixth
                            grade, and then all seventh graders would get together. There was a guy
                            who sat behind me flicking his cigarette lighter in the classroom, and
                            I, of course, did not know what would happen. He was much bigger than
                            Miss Craver. She just came back and put out her hand and in a tone of
                            voice that was so commanding, said, "I'll take that", that he handed it
                            over to her. I always admired her, and she always got the roughens,
                            because she was so good. She and I stayed friends for many many
                        years.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p25" n="25"/>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>What, outside of class, did you do. You said it was a very big athletic
                            school, and obviously class work too.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I was in the band. I played clarinet. Our marching band was a competitive
                            band. We would go, in the fall, to Bristol, Tennessee for a weekend. We
                            would go to Greensboro. It was quite a time consuming . . . . I was a
                            terrible musician. I've never been able to carry a tune. I can read
                            music, and I was tall, and they wanted somebody to carry a bass clarinet
                            and not everybody could do it, so I played the bass clarinet in the
                            marching band and it was fun. We had a big time. We got to go on a lot
                            of trips, and band trips were fun. The other thing I did, was I went on
                            church trips, I went on church retreats to the youth camps of church.
                            Every summer I went to camp, to private camps and to Girl Scout camps -
                            different kinds of camps. I always enjoyed being in the outdoors, and I
                            think I didn't really realize that until I was 30, how much it meant to
                            me to be out doors. Now, my favorite activity is hiking along the
                        trail.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Did you do that when you were in high school?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No, I did not. It just never occurred to me. My family didn't do it. We
                            didn't really camp. When I'd go to camp, I would go hiking and I always
                            loved it.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p26" n="26"/>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>You said you had saved money when you were working to go to summer camp.
                            Was that during high school that you went to summer camp?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Right, during high school.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>And, where was the camp?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>It's up in Western North Carolina. I went to a girl's camp for three
                            weeks, two different years and met many friends, some people I am
                            friends with today. It was your basic camp. It was not a . . . . If I
                            was doing it over again, I would have gone to a different kind. This was
                            a . . . . You stayed in a cabin. You played tennis. You could horseback
                            ride. Arts and crafts. Almost what I would call a rich person's camp. If
                            I were going to camp again, I would go to a camp where you actually
                            camped out and learned camping skills. Even as a Girl Scout we would
                            camp out overnight at the Girl Scout hut, but we did not really learn
                            camping skills. I learned those as an adult, and wished I'd learned them
                            younger.</p>
                    </sp>
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                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>So, throughout this time obviously you are still active at your church
                            and you were in the band. Is there anything that you can think of,
                            somebody that was <pb id="p27" n="27"/> influential. You talked about
                            teachers. I just want to make sure that we cover what values were
                            important to you.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I knew education was important. That was very very important. I also knew
                            that you were supposed to treat people a certain way, and that was a way
                            that you . . . you know the Golden Rule. Everybody in my family
                            practiced it in spite of the fact that there was certainly racism. I
                            would not be telling the truth if I did not say that there was racism in
                            my church, in my family, in my community. That was one of the reasons I
                            left the church, because I had such a hard time with the fact that the
                            three slum lords in town went to my church. We were raising money to
                            send to poor people in Africa, and I just didn't get it. It was kind of
                            like, well why are we not raising money to have indoor toilets for these
                            people that live between my house and the church? That is really what
                            made me leave the church because nobody . . . . I asked the question of
                            my teachers, and did not get a satisfactory answer. I talked to my
                            father about it, and his answer is that you don't leave the good because
                            of the bad. That you go to church to take care of yourself, and try to
                            show by example. That was not good enough for me at that time. I think
                            he is exactly right now. At the time I was too rebellious. I can
                            remember my cousin who was my age. We were going to start our own
                            church, we were so mad about <pb id="p28" n="28"/> this. We were juniors
                            in high school. Then we went off to college and that was the end of
                            that.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>What was your church going to be like?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>We were certainly going to have all races. We were going to raise the
                            money to take care of people here. We were going to teach tolerance. So,
                            that is why I left the church. It's interesting. I have talked to a
                            number of people my age that had similar feelings about that time.
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                            in my family, there was that symbiotic relationship. My grandfather had
                            a Black man who worked for him, and my grandmother. James ate three
                            meals a day at our house. He was epileptic. He got his medication. When
                            my grandfather died, James went away and actually my uncle found him
                            basically on the side of the road. So, my aunt and uncle then, even
                            though they didn't have a garden, didn't really have any work, James
                            came to their house every day and they would find something to do, but
                            he would get his medicine and food until he died. It's just one of those
                            Southern history issues that we have to deal with. One on one my family
                            did a lot for both White and Black families that were not as fortunate.
                            That was just another thing you did. I mean that was another value. If
                            you had more than somebody else, you gave to them even if you didn't
                            have a lot. I don't know how to explain it any better than that.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p29" n="29"/>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I know you said that you and most families had help in their house.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Rochelle was our cook and babysitter, and she came when I was about six,
                            and she was probably fourteen, maybe. No, she was probably sixteen
                            because she had had a child. I guess she was about sixteen, and she came
                            to work for us and she and I are close to this day. She raised her
                            daughter, her daughter graduated from college, is a teacher, and
                            Rochelle . . . </p>
                    </sp>

                    <p>
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                    <head>[TAPE 1, SIDE B]</head>
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                        <p>[START OF TAPE 1, SIDE B]</p>
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                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>. . . .. hospital, and while she worked for us she did some training for
                            that, and we encourage her to do that. She is a very special person. In
                            fact, my first hospitalization was in `75 and I called Rochelle before I
                            called my mother to see if she could come and stay with me.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Did she have a child while she was working for you, or was it before?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>My memory is she had just had Peggy before she came to work for us. I
                            know that is right because I was old enough and I don't remember her
                            being pregnant. She must have had Peggy right before coming to work for
                            us.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>You said that you are close now. When you were growing up were you aware
                            that she worked for you? How was that relationship?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p31" n="31"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I was aware that she worked for us, but I treated her just like I treated
                            my mother. She got the same respect. She was the authority figure. I
                            would have never sassed her, and I felt much more that she was a member
                            of the family than that she worked. I'll share a little story about my
                            cousins. I really felt like Rochelle was much more of a family member
                            than someone who was working for us. I hugged her, kissed her, went to
                            her house. I knew that she worked for us, but that was not the important
                            thing, and I did what she told me to do.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>So, when you were in school, there were Blacks, there were Whites. You
                            were saying it was an integrated school?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>It didn't integrate until I was a senior in high school.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>So, how was that before? Was there another school?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>There was another school, and I really didn't think that much about it
                            because that's the way it was. In fact I was much more concerned about
                            the church situation than the school situation.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>How as the church situation?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p32" n="32"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, meaning that the churches were not integrated and not only were
                            they not integrated but the slum lords went to the churches.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>So, what was it like when your senior year when they decided to
                            integrate?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>It was not a big deal, frankly. Again, it was fairly smooth. I can
                            remember eating lunch with a girl who was in my class. I just don't have
                            a memory of it being big deal at all.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>You said that you went to Queens College. You went straight to college
                            from high school?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>What made you want to leave Shelby and come to Charlotte?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I wanted to go to a small woman's college, so I applied to Queens
                            and Salem and some other schools. There was a two year college in
                            Shelby, but that was all. So, to get a four year education I had to
                            come. Charlotte is almost like <pb id="p33" n="33"/> home. I used to
                            come to Charlotte once a month to go to the orthodontist from the time I
                            was about in the third grade on up. We would come down here to shop. We
                            would come down here at Christmas. I was very comfortable and at home.
                            It was already a second home. So, I came down here to Queens. It was
                            great. It was all I wanted it to be. I loved going to the woman's
                            college, and going off to men's colleges on the weekends and dating. It
                            was great.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>What was Charlotte like?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, SouthPark wasn't here. Everything was up town. Those are the main
                            differences. You shopped up town, and SouthPark wasn't here. Park Road
                            shopping center was here, but that's about all. A lot of it is the same.
                            Myers Park was the same; the churches were there. Kind of my world in
                            Charlotte is very much the same because I live not in the Myers Park
                            neighborhood but in Elizabeth which is a small older neighborhood.
                            There's a drug store on the corner, and now there's a grocery store
                            that's not too far. I don't go to SouthPark. My mother calls and says,
                            "Oh I see something in the newspaper at Belk's at SouthPark, could you
                            go pick it up for me?" And I'll say, "Mom, I'll pay the UPS charges to
                            have it shipped to you rather than drive to SouthPark." I don't drive in
                                <pb id="p34" n="34"/> Charlotte. There is nothing I want at Carolina
                            Place Mall, that I would drive out there for.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>What were your impressions when you first left home, and you were a
                            freshman? Was it a sense of freedom?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, that is what I was going to say. Yes, again because I was the
                            oldest child it was a tremendous sense of freedom. It was great. I can
                            remember my room, and my roommate whom I am very good friends with
                            today. It happens to be a lawyer at Hunton and Williams in Richmond
                            who's been there twenty-three years now, believe it or not.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Was she from Charlotte?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>She was from Spartanburg, South Carolina.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>What was her name?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Her name is Virginia Powell. I think she was president of the Richmond
                            Bar a year or two ago. A very outstanding woman, but we just happened to
                            be <pb id="p35" n="35"/> roommates. It was random pairing, and it was
                            great fun, plus I loved classes. We had great professors. I liked
                            everything about it, and it was freedom. I can remember going home. They
                            wouldn't let us go home for about six weeks, and I remember going home
                            for the weekend and I had a boyfriend in Shelby who was older than I was
                            and was working there, and mother said you need to be in by 11:00. I
                            looked at her and said, "Well, Mom, I've been gone six weeks and you
                            don't even know where I've been these Saturday nights." And she said,
                            "That's different. You're home now." It really was funny, and I decided
                            that I had to obey her rules, but it was quite a sense of freedom for
                            me.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Did your parents come visit you much, or did you go home much after
                        that?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I went home at Thanksgiving, Christmas, but not that often. I liked
                            college a lot, and I had a boyfriend in Shelby who I eventually married,
                            but also he went off in the Navy for a couple of years while I was in
                            school and so I would go to Washington &amp; Lee, and Davidson for
                            weekends, and it was big fun.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>You said that you were a student. You loved classes. I'm assuming English
                            was again one of your favorites, but do you remember teachers in
                            particular?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p36" n="36"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>My two things at Queens were English and Chemistry. After Dr. McCuen
                            dragged me out of the line to be her lab assistant, I fell in love with
                            her. She was a wonderful woman. She was one of the first women to get a
                            Ph.D. in Chemistry from Chapel Hill, and her husband died young, and she
                            ended up teaching at Queens forever, and we became very very close. She
                            encouraged me to major in Chemistry, and I took a lot of Chemistry and
                            then the day came for the semester of my junior year, Shakespeare and
                            the Chemistry course I needed were taught at the same time. Well, it was
                            a no-brainer. I took Shakespeare over Chemistry and ended up majoring in
                            English much to her disappointment. But, it was again, they are going to
                            give me grades for reading a book.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Do you remember being involved in organizations?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>At Queens I was involved. We had a Greek community, and I was in a
                            sorority, and I was president of the panhellenic council. I was also on
                            the honor council for a short term period. Seems like I filled out a
                            term for somebody. I don't remember. <milestone n="4598" unit="empty"
                                type="stop" timestamp="00:55:39"/>
                            <milestone n="2764" unit="excerpt" type="start" timestamp="00:55:40"/>We
                            were not encouraged . . . There were no teams. There were no sports
                            teams. We had to take P.E. to graduate, but you didn't play tennis or
                            basketball or volleyball. This was in the era that they didn't think
                            women sweated. It was ridiculous. So, really it was just going to
                            classes and being in <pb id="p37" n="37"/> sorority, and the sorority
                            did - we did do-good things. I know there was a child who lived near the
                            college that needed people to come and do what they called "patterning"
                            exercises. The child had brain damage, and they wanted people, every two
                            hours to come and move their arms and legs. This was like a year old
                            infant, and our sorority took that on because you could walk from Queens
                            to this house, and we would make sure there was somebody there. That was
                            one project we just kind of did, and there were other things like that.
                            Now, Queens also was integrated when I went to Queens, and I was very
                            active in encouraging integration at Queens and integration of the
                            sororities. I was very disappointed in the fact that they did not
                            integrate. One did, the other three did not, the year I was there.
                            Again, I think we integrated either my junior or senior year, and that
                            was a big issue that I was active in. Again, I was pretty disappointed
                            in the way a lot of the alums and people acted about the sororities, but
                            they eventually got integrated and that's what's important.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Queens at that time was a woman's college. You had said that you just
                            knew you wanted to go to a woman's college. Why did you know that's what
                            you wanted to do?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p38" n="38"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I wanted to do that because that is where the best professors were. If I
                            couldn't go to Chapel Hill. The only other place I had thought about
                            going to was Duke, and I gave it pretty serious consideration, but I
                            really felt like that I needed the smaller school coming from a small
                            town, and really the reason is because they had fabulous professors. For
                            example, we had a major in Russian. Ted __________ taught Russian. You
                            could take Russian literature. We had several women who graduated fluent
                            in Russian. We had the Chemistry majors. We had several people go to med
                            school. They really encouraged graduate school. You had to take the GRE
                            to graduate. That was just part of your senior semester, whether you
                            were going to graduate school or not. It was very academic, and that was
                            why I wanted to go there.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>You hear a lot today about women's colleges. The whole debate about they
                            actually instill more confidence in women. Do you believe that?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>At that point in time there was no question. I had leadership skills. As
                            a result of being head of the Panhellenic council, I was on the
                            President's Board and developed leadership skills that I never would
                            have developed in 1966 through 1970 at a coed school. Now, I think that
                            has changed. I think that women, just <pb id="p39" n="39"/> about
                            anywhere, can hold their own, but I think certainly at that point in
                            time the leadership skills would not have been as easily developed at a
                            coed school.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <milestone n="2764" unit="excerpt" type="stop" timestamp="00:59:35"/>
                    <milestone n="4599" unit="empty" type="start" timestamp="00:59:36"/>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>I know that you said growing up education was always important, but you
                            weren't sure why. Did your parents expect that once you graduated to
                            come back home?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, this is really weird, but they expected me to get married.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Really. Did you get married right away?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>In fact I did. I lived up to their expectations. I married my high school
                            sweetheart. He had been in the Navy and wanted to go back to college. He
                            had dropped out. So, we moved to Boone and he went to Appalachian, and I
                            went to Appalachian also to get a Masters in Education, and taught
                            freshman English. It's a real lesson in money. He had about $200 he got
                            from the GI bill, a month. I got about $150 from teaching. Our apartment
                            cost $65. I think that included utilities. Now our apartment was a
                            bedroom, a living room, a tiny little kitchen and bathroom. I used to
                            joke and say that from the bathroom you could open the front door, make
                            up the bed, cook the breakfast. It was tiny, but it was all we needed,
                            and it worked out great. I've never felt as rich monetarily as those
                            years at <pb id="p40" n="40"/> Appalachian because we didn't have any
                            expenses. We had state tuition, and the GI bill. We had money. We never
                            charged anything. We had a charge card for reserve, but we never used
                            it. If we didn't have enough money we did not buy it. We never ate out.
                            I cooked, and my husband was great. He would shop. He would also eat
                            anything I cooked. He never complained. We would entertain, but
                            entertainment meant beef stroganoff usually made with hamburger. But, we
                            always had money. We had money to do anything we wanted to do. We did,
                            at the beginning of the year, send $200 and buy passes to ski at
                            Appalachian Ski Mountain. We went to the hardware store and bought used
                            skis, and so we skied all year for $100. I think we paid $50 for our
                            skis. So, we had our recreation. It was wonderful. It was as good as you
                            can get being a newlywed. We had a great time.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>So, you married after you graduated from Queens?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Right. A month after I graduated from Queens, and then we moved to Boone
                            that fall and went to Appalachian.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>What made you want to go into teaching?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p41" n="41"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, that is the only thing women did. I mean, I didn't particularly
                            want to be a teacher. I knew I didn't want to be a nurse. My father
                            insisted . . . You talk about the small women's college. When I went to
                            Queens there was not a major in Education. You could not major in
                            Education. You had to major in an academic subject. Now you could take
                            Education courses and get certified to teach, which I did, but I majored
                            in English. So, when we went to Boone I couldn't get a job, and so this
                            was the best money I could get. So, that is what I did. I taught
                            freshman English for my scholarship at Appalachian. We were there two
                            years, and then Bill decided to go to law school, and he got accepted at
                            Chapel Hill. We moved to Chapel Hill. In the meantime we moved back to
                            Shelby for six months because we finished in the spring, like March.
                            Appalachian was on the quarters. I taught at a community college for
                            about six months in Shelby. Then we moved to Chapel Hill and I taught at
                            a junior high school. I taught at _____ Junior High and Oak Grove. I
                            taught at two schools; one day at one, one day at the other. It was
                            miserable. I did not like it. I had a crummy principal. He did not
                            respect students, and I knew that I couldn't teach, and I did not want
                            to eat lunch with seventh graders. So, my husband was in law school. I
                            liked the women who were in his class, and I thought, well, it's three
                            years. You don't have to write a dissertation, and you are reasonably
                            assured of getting a job, and that is why I went to law school. I'd like
                            to say it was to save the world, to make the world a <pb id="p42" n="42"
                            /> better place. It was a very practical decision, and that's about the
                            time my father died also, and that I realized that I would need to
                            support myself and I best find something that I liked.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>What were your siblings doing during this time?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>One sister was at Chapel Hill. One sister was getting ready to go to
                            Davidson, and my brother was in high school.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Was she at Chapel Hill — you keep talking about being a nurse — was
                        she?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No, nobody is a nurse in my family. What is interesting is that my
                            sister, when Bill and I were at Chapel Hill for law school, Jean Ann was
                            there for undergrad, so we saw each other a lot. People confused us a
                            lot, and it was pretty fun. Because she was dating a local Chapel Hill
                            boy who was going to college there, but who'd grown up there, and I was
                            teaching. The second year I taught at Chapel Hill high school, and so
                            there is a lot of interaction. It was real funny. They would go, "Now
                            wait a minute, you're not the person who dates Peter Barnes?" I go, "No,
                            I'm her sister." So, that was kind of funny. Or they would say to Jean
                                <pb id="p43" n="43"/> Ann, "You're not the teacher?" And she would
                            say, "No, that's my sister." She was just in Chapel Hill. She majored in
                            Journalism.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>What was your favorite author or genre in English?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I loved Shakespeare, but I loved all literature. Everything, and I
                            do to this day. Now, I read a lot of Southern writers: Reynolds Price,
                            Lee Smith. Just because I like them so much, although I read almost
                            anything that comes my way. My junk reading is murder mysteries, and
                            that is what I read when I don't feel like reading anything else.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>What year were you married?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>'70.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>That was when . . . . I'm just a little confused . . . .</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I graduated from Queens.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>That was that same year when your husband and you were both at
                            Appalachian. Now he went to law school in Chapel Hill?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p44" n="44"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>In '72.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>And that is when you followed him out?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Right.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Tell me what his impression, if you remember, of law school was.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Since he was going back to school as an older student, and really wanted
                            to succeed, he worked like it was a job. He would go to the library and
                            study from 8 to 5 and come home and eat supper and go back and study
                            until 11. He thought it was very hard. He thought it was very cut
                            throat, and it was cut throat. This was right after Vietnam, remember,
                            '72 where we still have people who were in school to avoid the draft,
                            and now we got people who are back home who want to go. So, it was very
                            very cut throat, and he had a friend, one friend, and they went
                            everywhere together, and he thought it was a struggle and hard.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>How did that effect you, not being in law school?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p45" n="45"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I think it is always harder when the other person is, when it is somebody
                            you care about and you can't help them. I remember it was much more
                            difficult for me when he took the bar exam than when I took it. Because
                            I knew what I could do, and how hard it was for me, but I didn't know
                            for him. He was petrified he would fail it. It was real funny. I was
                            sick that summer, that was in '75, and we really almost divorced then
                            and later we talked about how that he thought he was going to flunk the
                            bar and I didn't care. I had all this surgery, and was ill, and I
                            thought he didn't care. We got through that, but it was very difficult
                            and we had to talk about it later on. Anyway, he is at Chapel Hill, so I
                            want to go to law school, so I apply and the first year I applied to
                            Chapel Hill and Central, but decided I couldn't go that year because we
                            didn't have any money. So, I had to work another year teaching school,
                            and saving money, and somehow I decided to apply at Wake Forest, and
                            Wake Forest offered me a full scholarship. They were desperate for women
                            in 1974, and so they offered me a full scholarship and I just couldn't
                            turn that down. So, we decided to live apart, and I would live in
                            Winston and he would live in Chapel Hill for his last year of law
                            school. That's what we did, and it was a tough transition from Chapel
                            Hill to Wake Forest. I had been wearing blue jeans and t-shirts, and at
                            Wake Forest they wore suits and ties. I didn't, but it was tough.
                            Fortunately, my housemate had been in Chapel Hill also, so she and I
                            were the radicals at Wake Forest, but it worked out and it was good for
                            me to go <pb id="p46" n="46"/> to Wake Forest. It was a good school.
                            Taught me a lot, and certainly I wouldn't have had the job clerking for
                            Woodrow Jones at the district court judge because he only hired Wake
                            Forest people. I also think it has helped me, going to Wake Forest
                            helped when I ran for election because a lot of Wake Forest people stay
                            in North Carolina and so they know you, and when I ran state-wide I
                            think that made a difference.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>You had mentioned that there weren't many women when you first went to
                            law school. Do you remember how many there were in your first year?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I think there were seventeen in my class. About 10 percent of the student
                            body. Prior to that, in like the people who were second and third years,
                            I think there were like maybe ten second years and about three third
                            years.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>How do you think that affected your law school education, or did it
                            affect your law school education?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I think it probably made me study harder, but as far as what the
                            professors did I don't think it made a difference. Some acted like
                            creeps. Well, it's too long of a joke, but the very first day one of the
                            professors told a sexist joke, and it was <pb id="p47" n="47"/> terrible
                            because everybody laughed except my housemate and I and we didn't laugh.
                            We got out of there and we thought "Oh my God, what have we done?" We
                            got over it, and that was only one professor of many and most of them
                            were great.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Were there women professors?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, there were. They were good. I don't think it made any difference at
                            all with the professors.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Do you remember any in particular that may have influenced your career
                            choice, or even your self?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>We had a Contracts and Constitutional Law professor who was wonderful
                            because he taught you to think kind of outside of the box, and a lot of
                            people hated him. In fact, his nickname was Foggy because they thought
                            that he went off on these tangents. I thought it was wonderful because
                            he taught you to analyze things from all kinds of points of view. His
                            favorite line is you know just give the court something to hang their
                            hat on, and then figure out what you can do. I've always tried to be
                            open in thinking like that. Devine was his last name. I don't even <pb
                                id="p48" n="48"/> know what his first name was because everybody
                            called him Foggy. We had a lot of good professors. There was a professor
                            named Shores who is still there, who taught Antitrust and Tax and I
                            never thought I would like business stuff very much, but I took his
                            courses because he was such a fabulous professor and I took all of them.
                            I ended up not doing that. The real reason I ended up being in
                            litigation was because I had clerked and because when I went to work at
                            Moore &amp; Van Allen they had hired a person who said that his goal
                            in life was to never go into the court room, and so they needed a new
                            court room person and there I was. It was really almost by default. As
                            it turned out it was great, but I have to admit going to law school I
                            had no clue what being a lawyer was. No clue, and all through law school
                            I had no clue. I think that would be my . . . I don't know how law
                            school is now, but I do not think that my law school education gave me a
                            clue as to what being a lawyer would be. Not a clue.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>You know how you hear all these horror first year stories about the
                            Socratic method, and their teaching style. Was that at odds with what
                            you had learned being a teacher?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I was offended, because I was a better teacher than a lot of my
                            teachers. So, I can remember a particular professor just boring with the
                            Socratic <pb id="p49" n="49"/> method and terrible and belittling people
                            and I didn't think encouraging learning at all. It was hard for me
                            having been a teacher, but I also realized that I wanted to get out of
                            there and that I wanted to have reasonably good grades and so I did not
                            challenge too much. Although a male friend of mine reminded me that I
                            did challenge a first year professor one year. I had forgotten it, but I
                            did and I think I learned a lesson that you are not going to win if you
                            challenge the professor. You're just not going to win. I must have
                            learned that in that one incidence because I don't remember any
                        others.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Do you remember the incident to tell?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Oh, it was about property and about how that right of survivorship and
                            tenants in the entirety was to protect the little woman, and about how
                            the husband could use all the rents and profits. There was some case in
                            which there was a dissent in that I thought the professor
                            misrepresented, and I raised my hand and I said, "Well, I think that it
                            says this." I don't really remember what it was. That's what it was
                            about. I know the topic, and he basically squelched me and that was
                            that.</p>
                    </sp>
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                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Did your husband encourage you to go to law school?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p50" n="50"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>That's a long story. Yes and no. He encouraged me at the beginning
                            because he really liked women in his class, but later as we went back to
                            Shelby in the summers and he worked with some lawyers and saw how nice
                            it was that their wives were at home cooking dinner for them, he really
                            felt like that you couldn't have two careers. Unfortunately, he and I
                            both knew that you can't put the cow back in the barn after she's out,
                            and that I was on my way. That I was going to do it, and we talked about
                            it, and both agreed that I was too far along. This was right before I
                            was getting ready to start. This was after a summer in Shelby. So, I
                            went on to law school and then I ended up two years in Shelby working
                            for Woodrow Jones and then my husband and I divorced after that. So, it
                            was not the going to law school. It was all the other things that people
                            divorce about that happened.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Was your family supportive?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>My family was very supportive. My husband's family was not supportive
                            because I wasn't taking care of their little boy.</p>
                    </sp>
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                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Your father had passed away while you were in college, right?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Right when I graduated.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p51" n="51"/>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>Okay, so how did that effect . . . obviously that was a great loss.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, it was but I think it also inspired me to go on to law school to
                            take care of myself. I think that was a big factor.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>You also knew that your mother was then by herself and that she started
                            to work in the community. Did you go home more often because of
                        that?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No, not necessarily. Mother was pretty independent. Now Bill and I, I
                            will say this, my ex-husband was fabulous as far as supporting my
                            family, helping mother, and we probably went home a little more often to
                            help her do things, but not a lot.</p>
                    </sp>
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                    <p>
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                        </note>
                    </p>
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                    <head>[TAPE 2, SIDE A]</head>
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                        <p>[START OF TAPE 2, SIDE A]</p>
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                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">NANCY S. FRIEDMAN:</speaker>
                        <p>You had said that you had done a clerkship with Woodrow Jones. Was it in
                            your third year that you decided that you wanted to do that?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">JULIA V. JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, first of all, I had, I think, a non-traditional route to law school.
                            An entire thought process. I did not interview with any large firms or
                            small firms because I was married and planning to return to a town and
                            live with my husband wherever that was. I really had no clue what
                            lawyers did, and this is a true story about how I clerked for Woodrow
                            Jones. He was sitting in the Dean's office at Wake Forest, at lunch time
                            one day, and I walked in and I had on blue jeans and a t-shirt. Now it
                            wasn't a t-shirt with a slogan, it was before that time, but still it
                            was blue jeans and t-shirt. The secretary got me around the corner and
                            she said, "Do you know where your roommate is. We've got Judge Jones
                            here and he's supposed to interview her at 1:00, and he's here early and
                            the Dean's not here, and here we've got this federal judge sitting out
                            here in our office twiddling his thumbs." And I said, "No, I don't know
                            where Judy is." Then I took a deep breath and thought about what I had
                            on, and I said, "But I know Judge Jones because my husband has <pb
                                id="p53" n="53"/> appeared in front of him and we live in the same
                            area, and I'll just come out and chit chat with him a little bit." I had
                            great trepidation of doing that considering the way I looked. I had not
                            signed up to interview with him. The reason was because he wanted a
                            two-year commitment, and at that point I really wanted to start a family
                            and wasn't sure that I wanted to give a two-year commitment. I had
                            interviewed at Legal Services, the Public Defender's Office and a couple
                            places like that. That's what I was looking at. Anyway, to make this
                            long story shorter, I walked up and introduced myself to the Chief
                            District Court Judge for the Western District of North Carolina, in the
                            Dean's Office at Wake Forest, in my jeans and t-shirt. It didn't seem to
                            faze him one bit, and he said "Are you going to interview with me?" And
                            I said, "No", and all of a sudden the truth popped out. And he said,
                            "Well, my goodness we can work that out. You can have a family and work
                            for me too. In fact I've been toying with the idea of having a permanent
                            clerk, and you live in Shelby which is thirty minutes from Rutherfordton
                            where I live, and that's something we could think about." Well, I mean,
                            I hadn't even given any thought to this before this point in time. So,
                            we talked a little bit and he said, "Well, I'm going to interview here
                            today, and then I'll call you." That was probably around the first of
                            November, and he called me and I drove up to Rutherfordton, I remember
                            during the Thanksgiving break of 1976. I went up to his house, met his
                            wife. I had heard the rumor that he really wanted people who lived in
                            the area, because he found that if people weren't used to a small rural
                                <pb id="p54" n="54"/> town in North Carolina that they were very
                            unhappy. He didn't want an unhappy clerk. So, I interviewed with him. He
                            didn't offer me the job on the spot, but I felt like I would probably
                            get it, and sure enough he called me a couple days later and offered me
                            the job. It was one of those situations that I was in the right place at
                            the right time. I didn't plan it. Somebody was looking after me when I
                            couldn't look after myself.</p>
                        <p>I did clerk for him for two years. It was a very positive experience. He
                            is a wonderful man. It was a great transition for me from "liberal law
                            school" to the real world. He was very much a real world person. Plenty
                            of people described him as conservative. I think he was a true democrat,
                            and thoroughly enjoyed working for him. We often had discussions about
                            women, and minorities and I think I learned a lot from him, and he
                            learned a lot from me. I remember when I got ready to leave, and I told
                            him I was going to be working at Moore &amp; Van Allen. He had had a
                            woman clerk before, but she ended up teaching school. I was the first
                            woman lawyer who he really knew intended to go practice in the court
                            room. I always remember that she shook my hand and looked me in the eye,
                            and said, "You can do it." So, it was really wonderful. He is very
                            formal, and I remember the first year at Christmas, there was a
                            secretary and a baliff and me. He chose to have a baliff to drive his
                            car rather than two clerks. He had also been on the bench a long time,
                            and he did not need much criminal work at all. I did <pb id="p55" n="55"
                            /> mostly civil. We were trying to decide what to do for him for
                            Christmas. We are Southern, and you do a little token. So, we decided to
                            send him a poinsettia, and we did it at noon on the Friday before we
                            were going to be out for the Christmas holiday. He came back after lunch
                            with hot cookies that I assume he had his wife bake during lunch,
                            because he just couldn't stand it that we had sent him something and he
                            could not reciprocate. He was that type of a Southern gentleman and
                            person. The fun thing for me was, he mellowed very much during the two
                            years I was with him. I think one of the reasons he mellowed is that I
                            went through a divorce the last couple of months, and he was very
                            protective of me. I might have resented that at some other time, but I
                            needed . . . My father died many many years ago, and so it was nice to
                            have an older man. He took this very professional, but we became much
                            closer friends because of my adversity and he became much less formal.
                            As the years have gone by, he has become much less formal with everyone
                            I think. Now, he may not like me saying that. I mean it certainly as a
                            compliment. He is also the silver haired justice. He really did practice
                            what he preached; worked hard; never expected me to do something he
                            wouldn't do himself. So, anyway, I clerked for him, and as a result of
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