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Show for Ray and me to take my paralyzed father out of a rest home and take . care of him until he died. . Nan quotes me as saying I think Arlene Loble is very capable. My statement was that I consider Arlene capable but that her first and last priority is always to take care of Arlene Loble. I can't fault her for that. She admits that if she had been running for reelection in 1983, the citizens would have defeated her along with the other two iron maidens. Yet when the new council took office, she not only managed to keep her job but in short order had wooed the council into giving her a whopping 22 salary increase. I have great admiration and envy of her skill in wearing the iron hand in a velvet glove. I compliment the Record on having a reporter as dedicated, hard working and objective as Nan Chalat. Mary Lehmer Just for the Record Editor: Thank you and Nan Chalat who, with a 48-hour deadline, compressed a three hour interview and my entire life into a half page article in your paper. With these odds, a few errors crept it. First, my father went into the sheep business in 1916 but he did not. buy our ranch in White Pine for summer grazing until 1924. My mom taught all eight of her children to read and write Greek. Every night, each of us sat down and read a lesson 12 times, wrote it out once, and then got a gold star for that lesson. When a book was filled with, stars, that child was to get a bicycle. Mama could afford to buy bicycles but she had no intention of putting out for at least 8 bicycles a year. She was a smooth operator. She got me through the 6th Grade reader before I realized I didn't have even the first bicycle. I indeed did not go to law school seeking a career. I intended to get married and have children. Before that day came, I woke up one day broke. I decided that if I couldn't make it with a college education, youth and health, I didn't deserve to live. That is when I opened a "two-bit law practice," which was really the waiting room of another poor lawyer's office. Fortunately, a lovely old lawyer down the hall shortly invited me to be his partner when his lawyer son died of a heart attack. From then oft, I found the law very gratifying until I retired in 1967 to spend time with our children and |