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worshipped but I couldn't talk to her--I was afraid of her for
some reason or another. There was just no explanation as to
why I couldn't ask that girl for a date, or talk to her. And she
was a beautiful girl. Well, in college I sort of forgot about
her, although I still would think of her occasionally. I rarely
had dates of any kind, and had never had a girlfriend in high
school in college until I went up to this meeting in Wisconsin
at Christmas time in 1926. There was a girl from the school
here in Tallahassee on that trip and I became somewhat interested
in her. We exchanged a letter or two and then I invited her down
to my senior prom dance and came up here and got her and brought
her down. The next summer I met her in Lake City while exchanging
busses andIbecame very much interested-inher. I.didn't have
this complex about her at the time, but as time went on there
were a number of coincidences that lifted her a little bit
above the earth. One being that after not hearing from her
for about six or eight months, Bud Mizell, the president of the
student body, asked me about her one night, at a time when I was
a graduate student. I said, "Well, I was interested in her, but
she's not interested in me. I haven't heard from her in a
long time." Iwent by the fraternity house to get my mail, and
here was a letter from her. She wanted to know what I was
going to do the next year. I wrote to her immediately, and
didn't hear from her. Well, all during that spring, and during
the summer too, she'd become a part of my prayers at that time.
I remember definitely a dream in which I met her on the Capitol
steps in Washington.
Well, I didn't meet her on the Capitol steps in Washington, although
I knew I'd see her beforeI went to school. At the end of
summer school,I went to the ROTC camp at Camp Screvens up in
Georgia, and one evening I was out at Savanna Beach with Henson
Markham, the president of the student body. As I walked out,
I noticed at the end of the "L" on the dock, an elderly couple
and a young woman. And I walked out I suddenly thought, "Well,
now that's Sadie." That was her name. In a few minutes that
couple turned and came back, and it was dark, and I.turned around
and there was Sadie. So that had a peculiar effect upon me, the
fact that I had told Bud Mizell Sadie had forgotten me and then
fifteen minutes later I had a letter from Sadie, and then I had
this experience.
P: And she was glad to see you.