FNP 51 Page 7 Through a previous back injury, I got out of the service with that. I wound up having five vertebraes and my tailbone fused [May 6, 1966]. P: How long did you serve? G: Almost six months. P: Now, you come back, and what is your next plan? G: Well, I came back to Madison, and my wife and I were already engaged at that time. Of course, we knew from way back in high school we [were] going to get married as soon as we got these obligations behind us. I guess we kind of sat down, and we never wrote it down on paper but we just always knew, kind of, our plan of action. We'd get out of school, and then I'd get my military behind me, and then we'd get married. I didn't know what I was going into. The only thing I knew was the woods. So I came back and fixed up some of the old trucks and got into the logging and pulpwood business. I put in three crops of faces, which is 10,000 faces to a crop of turpentine. So I was working three crops, 30,000 faces. I was turpentining and logging and pulpwooding in the daytime. Then I had lights on all my farm equipment, and I'd farm at night and then reserve Sunday morning for church and Sunday afternoon with getting all my equipment ready so I could [get] everything back in shape [for Monday]. Then, my wife would, you know, Sunday afternoon, she'd be right in there. You know, she'd be out there with me, handing me this wrench or doing this that and the other. After I got hurt on that April in 1964, I just got my crews to get the rest of the down timber out of the woods. Then I was going to get my [farming equipment] out of the field, and I was going to get out of the farming business, too, but I farmed that summer. On [June] 1, I was in the middle of a field, and my wife was there, and my brand new baby was there. He was in the backseat. That was my oldest son Harvey. I'm out there, hot and sweaty and dirty and grungy and all that, working on an old harrow that should have been in a junk pile. I stood up and I looked over at my wife, and she was trying, you know, she doesn't know anything about mechanics, but she would hand me that wrench when I'd finally show her the one I needed. But she was trying to help, and I just stood up and threw that wrench as far as I could throw it, and I said, there's got to be a better life somewhere. So I walked out of the field, left the harrow and the wrench. I didn't even go back and look for the wrench. I didn't know what I was going to do. But a few days later, about three-thirty one morning, I was sitting up in there as miserable as I've ever been in my life. No job, no work, no nothing [but] a wife and a brand new baby. I didn't want to go see anybody. Anyway, I [had already] been trying to get a job. I'd been hunting work after I got hurt, so I'd already exhausted all of my efforts of trying to find a job [even assembly-line work making hubcaps]. [No one] up here making hubcaps, a man told me. He was laying off. I won't ever forget. I'd always considered him my real good friend, Mr. Musser. I said, Mr. Musser, I need some work, and I was wondering if you'd hire [me], if you [have] an