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game. The girls would stand on the top of the hilland the boys at the bottom. At a given signal, thegirls would run down the hill and try to reach the"goal line." The boys would chase the girls andkiss any girl they caught.There was one problem with this game.Did you ever try to run down hill? This is thesame hill I was just telling you about in the iceskating story.My parents received phone calls fromeach of the girls’ outraged parents. "Whathappened at that party? My daughter came homewith her dress torn to shreds, covered with grassstains, and scrapes and bruises on her elbows." Itmust have been difficult for my parents toexplain.But once again, I digress. I want to returnto February of 1955. I've been kicked out of AlmaCollege and need to earn some money so that Ican enroll at Wayne University. I do not want towork in a photo lab.Outside of photography, I had no jobskills. Photo labs were extra busy in the summer,but for professional photographers, the summeris the slow season, so jobs were hard to find. Theprevious summer, 1954, I had a job as a FullerBrush Salesman. After a week of training with no34