Wilma Copeland – And he went to work on the first of February in '46, and I went down in September of '46, you know. And I know that Orville, when they would do roundups. He had to furnish his own horse and saddle, and a brown bag lunch. They weren't even furnished anything to eat for fifty cents a day. And they worked from daylight until dark. That was before..when we moved out there we were pioneers! No electricity, no paved roads, no butane. We had no telephones. Oh, and that house was cold because it was built so high off of the ground, it didn't have any underpinning around it. Oh my Lord, it was cold! I tell you, there were very few women that liked that ranch life.
Milam Thompson – Ain't it the truth.
Wilma Copeland - I tell you, you were out there stuck in the mud!
Milam Thompson – I know what you mean! Did you like the ranch?
Wilma Copeland – You know, I didn't mind it. I liked it. But, my goodness, I thought it just rained…especially in the winter time. It just rained all the time. But after the drought, I quit saying anything more about rain. Oh that was seven years, my lands sakes. Because the drought was what, from '50 to '57, wasn't it?
Milam Thompson – Yeah it was in the 50s, I know that.
Wilma Copeland – When the ranch was always on my front porch. Sweep it off and then it come from the other direction. Oh my gracious!