Another
example of how things worked for me in the service.
We made preparations to go home and soon it was time to say good-by
to Bruce. It was a very hard thing to do after the two years we had
spent together and all that we had been through. We agreed to write
often and get together when we could.
I met another man, Jim Smith, the nephew of Ray Smith who worked in
the Canandaigua post office and we decided to come home together. He
lived in Newark and I decided to take the train there with him. We
were none too neat traveling on the train as we were still wearing
our old dirty uniforms from prison camp. At Newark I took a bus to
Canandaigua as I had not notified anyone that I was coming. I wanted
to make it a surprise so I got off the bus at Main Street and didn't
even take a taxi home. I had all, my belongings in a bag which I
threw over my shoulder as I walked home up Chapin Street. I didn't
even see anyone I knew along way home. When my father got home from
work I was in the bathroom shaving and I walked out and said 'hello'.
Two days later Lettie arrived in Rochester and I borrowed my father's
car to go pick her up. We stayed with my father several days and then
decided we would leave as it was difficult to get along with my
stepmother. We rented a room at Lowes Tavern on South Main Street
which was a combination tourist home with room and board. We spent
the next two months at different places like Niagara Falls, Hill
Cumorah and around the lake.
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