Billy has been my friend for over 50 years. Our children were the same age, we had the same interests, we loved to shop! We were trying to furnish our homes with pretty things, getting a new chair was exciting, finding a pretty rug was a celebration and we knew how and when to shop. We looked all year but usually only bought at the sales. At that time Hemphill Wells downtown was the big brown brick five story building with a basement and mezzanine. Everyone dressed up to go shopping, stockings, dress shoes, nice outfits. Twice a year, in January and July, they had their big sales, no first day of the month sales or midnight sales or weekly lowest price of the year sales. We were always the first in line at the door, and at the right door too, the one nearest the stairway. No elevator for us, we were headed for the forth floor where the pretty things were, the elevator would make a stop at each floor so we always charged up the stairs instead. This one time when we got to the door on fourth floor, I was in front, I burst in and headed straight for Mr. Russell, completely out of breath, puffing and pointing I said, “I want those two lamps and that curio table!” He had a surprised look on his face, then I noticed that it was only him, Foy Mackey and the sales ladies not another soul. A minute later the elevator door opened and in came the crowd. Billy found me later and told me a lady behind her had stumbled on the stairs and she had stopped to help her and everything was blocked until they could get her up and going again. We found all of our pretty stuff, loaded it in the car, then went back to look for clothes. This was another adventure, carrying an armload of dresses to a small dressing room that we would be sharing with with five other women and piles of clothes on the floor. I still have most of the pretty things I bought for my house way back then, with me if I liked something it was always my treasure. I loved that store. Thank you Billy for all good times!