I left the service after the war was over. I met Elizabeth Noble at a business college in Beaumont TX. We dated and were married. I attended LSU for two semesters until my daughter Gaye came along, then we moved back to Beaumont from Baton Rouge to work for my former employer, Sun Oil Co.
My salary was $250 per month and we had to try by the hardest to make ends meet. We lived in north Beaumont on West Cable Street in my father and mothers old home while it was trying to be sold. I could ride the bus home for lunch (Bus fare 5 cents) which was cheaper than buying a sandwich downtown.
My time was limited so I had to hurry to get home and back to the office in one hour. On this particular day as I dismounted from the bus it seemed to just pause at the stop longer than needed and I was in a hurry.
I had to cross the street after leaving the bus, so I thought I will just break out very fast from behind the bus to cross the street because seldom is a car coming in the opposite direction down this street. I had made up my mind to dart out from behind the bus without looking to see if a car was coming in the opposite direction. Just as suddenly I lost total interest in doing that, and immediately a car passed in the opposite direction at a very fast speed.
I looked at the area in the center of that lane and had I darted out I would have been hit in the middle of the street by that car. I would have been killed immediately. (1948-49)
I knew that again God had intervened in my behalf to save my life.
