And, a story for Donna

Donna is one of Patsy's blogger friends.  Donna has lots of stories, old and new.  From one of her old stories, I know that as a young woman she worked at National Bellas Hess in Kansas City.  Since reading about that on her blog some time ago, read that years ago, I have been meaning to tell Donna about our shared experience.

In late 1968 or early 1969  I moved to the KC area with George's cousin Sharon.  We lived in Excelsior Springs, but my first job was as a 'picker' at National Bellas Hess in KC.  This was a catalog mail order business and 'pickers' were people who ran up and down the isles of merchandise picking up merchandise and tossing it into a pushcart much like a grocery cart, then racing back to somewhere else, dis-remembered by me, where the merchandise was organized into packages for shipment to the customers.  It was the most hated job I ever had, and the only job I was ever fired from.   I did not care, I hated the job.  It was also the only company I ever worked for where employees were expected to run.  Actually, I think it was the only job I ever had where employees were even allowed to run.  I think I worked there about 2 months.

After that, I went to work for the  phone company, back when there was only one phone company.  I worked at the Gladstone office of Southwestern Bell until the fall of 1972 when I got married and moved to Ft. Meade Marilyn with my new husband.

Sometime in 1969, we moved from the apartment in Excelsior Springs to a trailer park in Claycomo, right on the interstate.

I did not like working for the company, but my mother still ordered merchandise from them because there prices were less expensive than Sears and Montgomery Wards.