|The Scenic Apartment|
Oh! I must mention the Bay views. Out our windows we had the most amazing views which we enjoyed. The 3 flights of stairs seemed no problem for two young people. Did we complain about the climb? I don't recall.
Unfortunately, I only lived in this wonderful place for about 2 months. My draft notice came and I went. Sarah stayed and continued to work at the University Extension service while her husband went off to be in the Army.
We had never had more than 2 rooms and for this place we visited the used furniture stores on San Pablo Avenue. For less than $100 we bought a huge dining room table with 6 chairs. It was an elaborate dark wood table with extensions to allow for big parties. We dragged that monster around for many years.
I was working as a Deputy Probation Officer and drove to Oakland each day. I spent my days interviewing low level offenders and then writing court recommendations. I used a machine to dictate and then a typist would produce a document for the judge. The report had 3 copies and the typist used carbon paper. Each correction involved fixing 3 copies. Arg!!! Hard to imagine.
Jill, who did my typing also helped me with my adventures with my Draft Board. I had been seeking a deferment, but got none. As the time approached, I desperately wanted to know what was happening. Jill and I plotted a strategy. She would call the draft board pretending to be Sarah and then she would plead that we needed to know because ... some piteous story.
|An unwelcome notice from Selective Service|