Going to School

I hated to ride the bus to school and also hated the fact I was in the late classes which meant starting school later and getting out later. The school bus was one owned privately and it had wood seats. O well. So, I would hitch a ride with my Dad as he went to open the store. He had a tan panelled Chevy truck, a 1950's model. He would leave the house about 7:30 am and swing through the circle at the Reidland Methodist Church and I would jump out. I usually had no idea as to how I would get home. I would drop in Hopkins Store and buy something..usually gum and then walk on over to Reidland High School. I got to school in time for the 8:15 classes which was my goal. I don't recall talking with my Dad much on the trip to school which is rather sad but he had lots on his mind running the store. He has these times where he was what I know now as depressed and times where he was laughing and hugging and having a good time.