It was a long bus ride and a long walk until I arrived at the Blade building with the big doors. It was then that fear overcame me, and I walked around the block instead of gathering the courage to open the big door for what Mother called a great opportunity.
Indeed, it has been a long time since that bus trip on the Short Way Line from Adrian to the Jefferson Avenue bus terminal and the walk to begin a new job and lifestyle.
I remember September 19, 1953, when I was scared but anxious. Even taking the elevator to the third floor was a big experience for the girl from Adrian…