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