Every once in a while, someone will mail me a single popcorn kernel that didn't pop. I'll get out a fresh kernel, tape it to a piece of paper and mail it back to them.

The cobs were delivered to a big pile. We were one of the first to feed corn cobs to cattle.

It was necessary to have an even depth of corn on the top compared to the sides, so the air would not take the easiest route and not evenly dry the stored corn.

In the Depression we had to divert corn acreage.

I had popcorn all over the place, so I decided I might as well be in the Processing Business.

We dried continuously day and night. We had no efficient way to do it, so we built this new popcorn plant.

I opened an office in Terre Haute, established eight of them, and became one of the eight county agents.