Mr. Jenner.

Both of you?

Mr. Pic.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Jenner.

Were you continuing to give your mother the $15 a week you had started to give her in the fall of 1948?

Mr. Pic.

Well, as far as I am concerned, being that I had no set income, worked on a guaranteed salary of $15 plus commissions my pay might fluctuate between $20, $35 a week depending on how good a week I had. And I prorated this accordingly with her.

Mr. Jenner.

And was Robert contributing something as well?

Mr. Pic.

Yes, sir; he was.

Mr. Jenner.

Lee didn't work at any time?

Mr. Pic.

No, sir.

Mr. Jenner.

Did you ever recall Lee up through this time through the summer of 1949 doing any work?

Mr. Pic.

No.

Mr. Jenner.

He is now 10 years old?

Mr. Pic.

No, sir.

Mr. Jenner.

He didn't have any paper routes or do the things that a 10-year-old sometimes does?

Mr. Pic.

No, sir.

Mr. Jenner.

All right.

Mr. Pic.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Jenner.

We have now reached the fall of 1949.

Mr. Pic.

Yes, sir; September 1949, I decided--well, let's go back to when I went back to high school.

Mr. Jenner.

All right. It Is January of 1949.

Mr. Pic.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Jenner.

Lee was at Ridglea.

Mr. Pic.

OK. I figured since I was smart enough to decide to go back to high school and my mother tried to talk me out of it I felt it was my own doing and therefore it was my own responsibility, so I decided since that is the way she felt and that was the way I felt I would sign my own report cards and take care of my own notes and everything.

My hostility towards her increased at this time because she pushed me to work and make money, and I knew an education, as much as I could get would be the best thing for me.
Since I took on the responsibility of going back to school I figured I could take care of the rest of it and I wanted nothing from her in this regard. This I did. I signed my own report card, wrote my own notes when I played hooky and missed school.

Mr. Jenner.

Signing her name?

Mr. Pic.

Yes, sir; so in.

Mr. Jenner.

By the way what kind of a student were you?

Mr. Pic.

I was a pretty good student at Chamberlain-Hunt. I had an A-B average at Chamberlain-Hunt, I believe, I did not do too good in the public schools, it was a little bit different, in Chamberlain-Hunt. The classes being a little larger, no individualized concern, just mass teaching. This was a little hard for me to adjust to. I did, I think I had a B or C average at Arlington Heights.
My summer school session, I think I maintained a B-C average. Maybe an A in one subject. So that in the 1949, the summer of 1949, I went to Paschal High School for the summer session, and I decided at this time that I liked Paschal better than Arlington Heights, so I fixed up my own transfer papers and I transferred to Paschal High School in the fall of 1949, which I did enjoy the school better.
Arlington Heights was rather a snobbish school, the rich kids went there and everything, and being I was enrolled in what was called distributive education which means you go to school and work part time you are kind of looked down upon in these type schools. But in Paschal it wasn't that way. The kids weren't snobbish and they weren't so high class, the majority of them.
I didn't do too good that particular year. I was working pretty hard, and I think I flunked one subject. So right after the Christmas holidays 1949, I was