He's not a racist. He didn't think he was Hitler. He just thought he was being funny. It was funny back then.
I do not remember his name. I do remember that he was from Troy, Tennessee where ever that was. He loved trains.
I was the one who most of the guys came to when they needed a patch sewed on their uniforms. He would bring me this denim jacket he had and ask me to sew on railroad patches.
That's Tim again.
and his girlfriend.
This below was at Christmas time and I made the Santa Piņata.
The first Tim with Fran.
