No. 1429 — MOST OF MY BEST FRIENDS ARE GONE!
If you will come along, today I would like to invite you to take a trip with me down memory lane. There is a special reason for this that I will explain a bit later. After I dropped out of Arkansas A&M College back in 1958, I made my way to Little Rock, where I had family. After looking for a job for a few days, I went to work in the stock room of a local printer, earning $1.35 per hour. I stayed with this job for seven years…