Uncle Kenny graduated in at age 17 in 1933, His Father, our Grand father, had bought a hot lead press for years earlier & he took to it like a duck to water. Kenny had a Genius IQ. (That was long before the Alchol took over his body.) He was too fast for the machine. Typing so fast that he would jam the machine. That would require the service tech coming from Kansas City to fix it, After the 3rd time, the tech taught Kenny to fi it himself. this made him highly valuable. Kenneth got frustrated as he had watched his sisters graduate from College & he did not. (He had started using alchol & that was debilhitating.), but he left Clarkston by bus.
This is what Kenny told Glenn age 1 year,Gloria age 3 & me age 4 as he sat on the front porch the summer 1947. Ken visited every State in the lower 48, & he was heading across the Country of Canada trying to make it to Alaska.When he got to a small town in Nothern BC, he took a job at a newspaper which had a sign in the window asking for workers to run a "hot lead mahine." He did nof know that the union had gone on strike at that paper. Someone, finding out that there was someone who was working there, came into the office, picked up a tray of type & hit Kenny in th face with it breaking his cheek bone. When he tried to fight back, someone hit him over the head with a 2 gallon jug of printer's ink, knocking him out. The next day when he was arraigned, he was told that he should leave town for his own health. So he bought a bus ticket for Seattle as he was close to our home. ( I had asked him about the Nasty black thread sewn across his forhead & the other one sewn across his cheek.) He had been taken to the hospital & stitched up before he woke-up & cleaned of the ink, as the lead in the ink could poison him, if it was allowed to stay in the wounds.
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