Living in Pennsylvania's central area was a pleasure. The beautiful topography, so different from the flatlands of Delaware and New Jersey, was delightful to behold. It seemed that the air was more pure, the seasons of the year more clearly defined, and the people were different from those of my previous associations; they were more friendly and more open to conversations.
I experienced the difference during my first November. About the second week of the month, I came into the office on a Monday morning, as usual. However, as the day wore on, it seemed to me that there was less activity than usual. I casually mentioned this to my secretary, and she said,"That's because some of the men are on their off." I guess I looked puzzled and she repeated her statement. I said, E____, I don't know what you mean." "Oh," she said, "It's hunting season (bear and deer), and about half of the staff is taking vacation to tramp in the woods right now." The branch supervisors had neglected to mention this to me, assuming that I knew about it.
While I was in Harrisburg, it was my pleasure to be in contact with numerous company representatives who represented other product lines. These men would come into the office to do some telephoning, or just to talk about business. We had a lot of camaraderie because we enjoyed so much working for the same company.
More,, later.
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