“And this is Clifford, the kid had wet pants, you can see there. And uh, Dogie. He’s a kid who worked for us. A little waif. Dean picked him up on the railroad tracks, he was hitchhiking. This was in 1941 or 1942. He couldn’t read or write, and they took him in the Army. Dogie Weaver! And we’d get letters from him, and Dean said, ‘I don’t know how they took him, ‘cause he couldn’t read or write.’ And we’d get letters, and they’d all be different handwriting, so he had people write for him. And anyway, he was so sweet. Poor little waif walkin’ out that railroad track.”
