Recently a friend of seven decades, Rose Walker, and I were discussing the school bus rides of our memory. We remembered the long school bus rides out the Germantown Road, the cold winters, the deep red clay mud and all the other things from our childhood. The winter of 1935-36 I lived at the very end of the school bus route on the Germantown Road. This was the route of Mr. Allen Gamble. I was the first to get on the bus before 7 each morning, and the last to get off in the afternoon sometimes as late as 4:30.