The early seventies seem to fly by. And to an extent merge together as one blur of work, business trips, work,company and partnership affairs, more work and the occasional get away. One highlight of that period was the birth of our second grandchild Rebecca. Having a company plane (three different ones over the period of time) and a company pilot, made travel a lot easier for Dick and he was gone a great deal of the time. I was able to go on some of the trips with him, but for the most part Dick traveled and I held down the office. A typical office day started about 9am and would continue until 9 or 10 in the evening. We seldom took a day off, so the few breaks we did take were most welcome.
We combined many business trips with trips - New Orleans, Corpus Christie, San Antonio, Las Vegas, Galveston, Montreal, and the west coast a couple of times , taking some of our key employees with us. One memorable trip to Montreal, there was Dick and I, the company pilot who was also one of our supervisors, our construction superintendent and his wife who was also our secretary, and the main supervisor and his wife who also worked in the office. We had a terrible trip being forced to fly through a thunderstorm as the traffic control would not let us fly around. It was only through Ray's superb piloting that we didn't crash. Afterwards Dick did say, that we needed to split up our key players of the company a little on these trips!
We had some fun company events - awards dinner, Christmas events, picnics and once rented a houseboat on Kentucky Lake and took three of our key employees and their wives for a long weekend.
I made more trips to Wales to be with my father, and Dick was able to make one of the trips with me. Other than that our biggest real vacation, just Dick and I and no family obligations, was to LaPaz, Mexico. We stayed right on the beach. No television, and only one phone in the area. Katrina was expecting the birth of Becky at any moment, so we would 'book' a phone call each evening and did in fact get the good news there.
Life was full. Life was tiring and stressful. Life was a challenge. But we were doing what we wanted to do and were accomplishing something together.
The early seventies seem to fly by. And to an extent merge together as one blur of work, business trips, work,company and partnership affairs, more work and the occasional get away. One highlight of that period was the birth of our second grandchild Rebecca. Having a company plane (three different ones over the period of time) and a company pilot, made travel a lot easier for Dick and he was gone a great deal of the time. I was able to go on some of the trips with him, but for the most part Dick traveled and I held down the office. A typical office day started about 9am and would continue until 9 or 10 in the evening. We seldom took a day off, so the few breaks we did take were most welcome.
We combined many business trips with trips - New Orleans, Corpus Christie, San Antonio, Las Vegas, Galveston, Montreal, and the west coast a couple of times , taking some of our key employees with us. One memorable trip to Montreal, there was Dick and I, the company pilot who was also one of our supervisors, our construction superintendent and his wife who was also our secretary, and the main supervisor and his wife who also worked in the office. We had a terrible trip being forced to fly through a thunderstorm as the traffic control would not let us fly around. It was only through Ray's superb piloting that we didn't crash. Afterwards Dick did say, that we needed to split up our key players of the company a little on these trips!
We had some fun company events - awards dinner, Christmas events, picnics and once rented a houseboat on Kentucky Lake and took three of our key employees and their wives for a long weekend.
I made more trips to Wales to be with my father, and Dick was able to make one of the trips with me. Other than that our biggest real vacation, just Dick and I and no family obligations, was to LaPaz, Mexico. We stayed right on the beach. No television, and only one phone in the area. Katrina was expecting the birth of Becky at any moment, so we would 'book' a phone call each evening and did in fact get the good news there.
Life was full. Life was tiring and stressful. Life was a challenge. But we were doing what we wanted to do and were accomplishing something together. 
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