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did all the things that somebody has to do when you're working on a car--a thing that doesn't happen this day in age anymore.

I think she could disassemble a four-cylinder engine when she was in high-school and put it back together again. Because frequently, when we had our first Model A Ford, if there was a spark plug that needed to be replaced she could tell me which one it was, and she could have changed it, except that wasn't very dignified for a young lady to be out on the street, fixing a car.

I had a Model A Ford, which I got in 1927 or '28 when Ford introduced it. I was in college, and she came up to Delaware, where Ohio Wesleyan was located. We would sometimes go back to Dayton for the weekend and she enjoyed driving at ninety miles per hour. She drove like the wind. She enjoyed driving, handled the car beautifully. She could park parallel without any problem, with an inch between the curb and the tires, front and back. She was just a very mechanically oriented kid.

So in the house she knew more about the air-conditioning system than the guy I brought in to check the system out. She would tell him what was wrong.

Sounds very handy.

She was a very talented woman, in almost everything she touched. She did a lot of reading, a lot of reading for me. When there was a book that I wanted to be on top of but didn't have time to do more than just look at the opening, I'd say, “Go through it, and if there's something you think I ought to spend some time with, I will.” She did a lot of listening