My earliest memories include visits to my dad's office and the office of his personal assistant
or "secretary" as that position was called back in those days.
There were times when Alice would let me help her, or at least watch
her work some of these complicated machines.
This was a church office so she would be addressing envelopes and all sorts of other things.
Alice taught me to type, and one thing we loved about her was that she wanted us to call us
by her first name, almost unheard of in that day.
I think eventually I learned to work the "addressograph" machine, which is what she is
using in this photo. I looked it up and found this exact machine still for sale.
I remember she would make the little metal plates with the name and address
engraved on it and each one would slide down and go into the stamping place
as she put an envelope in pace. As we grew older, every Friday after school
my sister and I went to the church to fold the bulletins.
We thought we were the "cat's meow"as we could fold 20 at a time.
We didn't get paid, we were learning to serve others.