I have always liked to eat. Some of my early day places I enjoyed eating in included Curtis Armour’s Cafe in Rochelle. I liked to go there because they had slot machines. However, they wouldn’t let me play them. While in high school, we hung out at the A&M Cafe, run by Alvis and Margarite Williams, located where the water tanks are today. There were several more cafes in Rochelle in the late ’20s and early ’30s. When we went to Brady, we hung out at night at the Pig Stand. They had car hop service and all. One night Charles Engdahl and I went inside and ordered 10 hamburgers. We ate five each and left with a milkshake. Late at night we would go to the West End Cafe, run by Ellis Kelso. He made good chili. If we wanted ice cream, we went to the Famous Waffle Shop on the east side of the square. About three doors south of that was Jordan and Moore’s Bakery and Cafe. I ate my first fried oysters at James King’s Fountain in City Drug. Other good hamburger places were Joe Myers and Shorty Short’s Post Office Cafe. On Sundys we went to the Plateau Cafe, the Ranchlander at Melvin or Hotel Brady. Another good drive-in came later, the Silver Spur. Sometimes we would drive down to Camp San Saba and eat. When I was about seven years old, my folks would take us to the Davis House or Riverside Hotel for family-style meals. Since I can’t eat nowadays, I spend a lot of time daydreaming about the good times we used to have eating different foods at different homes in Rochelle. These were chocolate cake at Blance Boyd’s, fried chicken at Kitty Neal’s, beans, cornbread and peach cobbler at Oma Whitaker’s, fried fish at Jo Moseley’s, hot biscuits at Bertha Cates’ and my mother’s hot rolls.