Saturday, April 19, 2008
During a part of Jane’s working career she held jobs as a manufacturer’s representative. This kept her on the road a lot. At that time there were few women doing such work. Since many of the sales reps traveled the same routes, their paths often crossed and a unique camaraderie developed. During her travels she and another young woman became friends. Whenever possible they would share a room.
On one occasion they booked a room on the second floor at the front of the York Hotel. As they were changing their clothing, her roommate remarked that the shades were open and probably should be closed. Jane said that because they were on the second floor no one on the street could see them. Her friend laughed and mentioned the firemen in their firehouse across the street. Their dormitory was also on the second floor.
Closing their shades turned out to be a good idea.
The first time she told this story, it was the police department. That makes more sense to me now. The memory does play tricks on you as you gain more experience and the mind begins to close up shop.