Under the driver's seat of the '51 black two-door Ford, there was usually a 1/2 pint of orange flavored gin. One bottle would last for weeks.
Calvin's smoking habits were similar to Bill Clinton's pot habit: he didn't inhale. He also never smoked in the house--always outside.
One school day in 1957, I and a group of classmates skipped school and went to Waco for the day. Of course, by the time we got home, the school had notified all of the parents. Calvin didn't have much to say. "Are you going to go to school or are you going to work on this farm?" he asked. "I'l go to school." I replied. "Ok".
On those cold winter days or wet days when he couldn't get into the fields, he would read Zane Grey books. He would read one a day.
Calvin's "office" was the bench in downtown
Mart or the mall in Bellmeade. Going "to town" (and out of the house) kept
him active.
