I was a Hollywood Maxwell kid for a few months in 1945,
and quit to return to high school in the fall. I made cups, and
the next step was whirling. I remember the whirlers liked to get
the cups I had sewn because they were free from wrinkles. That
was the reason I made slightly less than the daily quota - a
perfectionist, I guess, I couldn't let a wrinkle go.
     One day I was trying really hard to make the quota and sewed
my finger!
     The supervisor was Mary Grace Fuller, and I simply cannot
remember the names of other workers, except that one of them
was a Nation before marriage.

Theresa  Matthews Bunner (Taken May 5, 2006)