School.

Although I never archived the elusive 4.0 I did graduate high school with a 3.9 and I did it with very little effort ( think what would have happened with a little effort!)  I hated going to school except for my shop class, and the FFA, even when they rewarded me by making me a member of the National Honor Society.  I much preferred to pass the time by fighting with anyone who would drop the gloves. (I have always had a very difficult time managing my temper). As you can guess, I spent a lot of my time in the counselors office or principals office

I started collage on my dads nickel and after two semesters flunked out of the University of Oklahoma.  Jim McLemore was my room mate and a guy named Jim Mann lived across the hall in Cross Center.  Had I bothered to attend just a few classes, things might have been different.(they call that 20/20 hind site). I came home that summer and went to work for John A. Brown Co installing appliances.  The guy who drove the truck was a drunk. To my knowledge, he never drew a sober breath..He started drinking when we left the store and never stopped until we returned. I quit when a water heater blew up in my face. (he laughed, I quit) After I healed, Katherine Mann (no relation to Jim) hired me in the Layaway Department to keep me from reporting the appliance manager who happened to be a friend. (?) She managed the sales audit department at John A. Brown 20 some years later and worked for me

I decided that I 'd better go back to school after my experiences with Tom White and company or spend the rest of my life digging ditches .  It took awhile but I managed to graduate from Central State College in December of 1961.  My degree is a BS in Accounting with Minors in Economics and Industrial Arts. It took both minors to house the courses that I managed to pass at OU (where do you get computers from that?).

We promptly moved to Ft Worth, Tex and I never looked back.