This story was written by my father Bruce Albert Buchanan:
In the spring of 1960 I was 16 years old, my dad was 50, and
I had been given the opportunity to work for Curley Monroe at his fishing lodge
along the Huntington River about 30 miles from my home town of Helper,
Utah.
I was to work 5 days a week,
getting Tuesday and Wednesday off and would be paid about $30 a week.
My job was to sell worms,
clean cabins,
and
help fisherman in the store.
A few weeks
before I was to start, I had an opportunity to go to Montana, and work from
Memorial day to Labor day, seven days a week, and make at least $75 a
week.
My job was to clean floors
and
wash dishes
at a Café in West Yellowstone.
This is what I wanted to do; the dilemma was having to tell Mr. Monroe I
wasn’t going to work for him.
My dad
said, “just tell him the truth.”
"Daddy, I can’t do this."
“Bruce, I will go with you.”
After dinner, my dad and I went to Mr.
Monroe’s home, I rang the doorbell, and when he came to the door, I really
thought I was going to die.
I said, “Mr.
Monroe, I have an opportunity to go to Montana and work for the summer. I want to take the job, and this means I
won’t be able to work for you this summer as I had promised”.
There was silence, which seemed to go on forever. Mr. Monroe looked at me right in the eye and
said, “ Thank You Bruce, that was very nice of you to tell me, now you go and have
a good summer.”
My dad and I left to go
home. I thanked my Dad for being there,
and we never talked about that night again.
But I knew, that he knew, it was the right thing to do, and I needed him
to be there for me. I worked for Frosty Tornes that summer at the Totem Café
and saved over $900.
During my interview
with Frosty, he asked me if I was honest, I said, “Yes sir I am”.
Do you remember who they called
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Do you know where it was located before they moved it?
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