In His Own Words
It isn't often one can visit with their father and have him share his childhood memories.
Glen sat down and shared some of his memories on a rainy day in March, 2015.
Glen sat down and shared some of his memories on a rainy day in March, 2015.
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He talks about his first job. |
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Other jobs he had. |
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Games he played as a child. |
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His house didn't have running water. |
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It was a chore to add a furnace for heat. |
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How he met his wife. |
The Whippet

Carol’s dad, Glen, told the story of how his father located in Michigan.
“My dad was born in Missouri and worked on his father’s farm along with his siblings. When hard times hit the farm, one of his brothers moved to Milwaukee, Wisconsin, and found work.
Soon afterwards he sent word to my dad that there was work for him there. My dad moved to Milwaukee and lived with his brother.
He met his future wife at a dance, proposed and was married.
Hard times came again and my dad lost his job.
My dad’s best friend, Al, had moved to Detroit, Michigan, and found construction work in the city. He wrote dad that there was a job for him, too, but he had to move fast.
Dad made a trailer for his Whippet automobile and packed everything packed for the move. He built a box and attached it to the tongue of the trailer to hold the family dog. On the way to Detroit, the dog fell out of the box and spent the rest of the trip on the car's running board.
He started work in a lumber yard and soon worked as a carpenter.
To supplement income in the winter months he found work delivering Dodge trucks to New York city. He would drive one truck and tow another. He hitched rides or took the train back home after delivering the trucks. My dad said that there was no windshield on the truck and it was cold.
Dad kept the Whippet and used it to transport water to his house. His house didn’t have running water and he fastened large containers to the Whippet’s running boards, drove a few blocks to the community water pump, fill the containers and brought them home.”
“My dad was born in Missouri and worked on his father’s farm along with his siblings. When hard times hit the farm, one of his brothers moved to Milwaukee, Wisconsin, and found work.
Soon afterwards he sent word to my dad that there was work for him there. My dad moved to Milwaukee and lived with his brother.
He met his future wife at a dance, proposed and was married.
Hard times came again and my dad lost his job.
My dad’s best friend, Al, had moved to Detroit, Michigan, and found construction work in the city. He wrote dad that there was a job for him, too, but he had to move fast.
Dad made a trailer for his Whippet automobile and packed everything packed for the move. He built a box and attached it to the tongue of the trailer to hold the family dog. On the way to Detroit, the dog fell out of the box and spent the rest of the trip on the car's running board.
He started work in a lumber yard and soon worked as a carpenter.
To supplement income in the winter months he found work delivering Dodge trucks to New York city. He would drive one truck and tow another. He hitched rides or took the train back home after delivering the trucks. My dad said that there was no windshield on the truck and it was cold.
Dad kept the Whippet and used it to transport water to his house. His house didn’t have running water and he fastened large containers to the Whippet’s running boards, drove a few blocks to the community water pump, fill the containers and brought them home.”