He helped her in any way he could and she relied on him. He acted as a buffer between his parents and took up the slack of his father’s indifference...toward his mother. At the height of the Depression, he always had a job and sometimes two. He was usually the hardest working and the most reliable and, even though his mother never asked, he always gave her part of what he earned. Others escaped to tap rooms, gambling or whores but he stayed until it was time to get married. Scenes of marriage. "I brushed my teeth and called out to Jill."Do I have time to take a shower?" Please."I guess that meant I had some time. I turned on the water. It got hot almost immediately. One of the advantages to living right above the water heater. I got in and let the water run on my head. It felt good after being outside. I backed up, picked up Jill's shampoo, flipped up the lid and smelled. Her strawberry. It was a little overpowering, but it brought back memories of how her hair used to smell. Funny. "I smiled at the old guy, "You never know, Willard, you might be able to get back to your place. Shouldn't you wait to make a decision to sell?" No, Grayson, I'm done. My body doesn't feel like it's going to work for me any more, so let's get the property dealt with. I won't need money in that old folks' home, or nursing home as they call it, but it might be nice to have a few dollars for things I might need. I'll still get my Social money that will probably all go to the home, so I'll need a. I moved three of the telecoms, my tools, the spare parts and some other things downstairs and stowed them out of the way but handy. It made that much less to move later.After breakfast the next morning I took the rest of it down and I was ready to move. I then turned back and helped to load up what was left of our supplies and so on, so that when we had a new location we would be ready.Less than an hour later Blake let us know that Thunder had us another warehouse located that would be even.