This was NPS or Interior?
This was NPS. And I was implicated, and I use that word very lightly in a way, because one time the girl from Medford was coming up and she and Clyde were going across over to Sliver Lake, somewhere over in there. Presumably she was kind of a writer or something, it was a book kind of a deal she was going on, and so Clyde sent me down to the west entrance to make sure that she got through all right. I had gone clear outside of the park on the orders of the chief ranger, of course, and escorted her. “Well why did you do this type of thing?” were some of the questions that came through. Well, after this was all taken care of, Clyde was given the choice. He could either face charges, or he could resign quietly and he could get the heck out of here. Well he resigned quietly and got out, believe me. And Leavitt had the gall to call all the park people together up here and just almost plead with them, as to why we hadn’t told him about this. And here he was going up and down the hill all the time with it right in front of him. He could have not known that it was going on. And there’s a lot more to Clyde. He used to come down when we used to live down at Annie Spring, and he told stories.
Jean Howe: No, we were up here by then.
Well, he did it down there too, honey. But we were up here yes, he’d come in and he’d sit and talk to me.
Jean Howe: Almost every night he’d come and see us.
And he’d tell stories about when they used to ski up here in the early part of the war. And he had some gal down in Fort Klamath that he was squiring too, and he was quite a character. He is dead now. I don’t know what all happened, but he was driving a logging truck the last I knew about him. And he died of a heart attack, I think, later on after that time. I think he died way back in the fifties sometime.
