“Oh! Loads of things.” The examiner made a record on her sheet. “Your father must have driven about a great deal looking things over in his present occupation.”
“Of course.”
“Did you ever go with him?”
“Oh! Many, many times!”
“Did you ever assist him?”
“Oh, yes! Of course! It was all great fun. He had big charts showing every center, every phone. I helped him mark down each new installation.”
“Ah!” the examiner breathed.
“Yes, and we had a grand little shop in the basement where we worked things out—lots of new things.” Norma’s eyes shone. “There were many rural centers where the switchboards were in stores. When a number was called a light shone on the board. But that wasn’t enough. The storekeeper couldn’t always see the light.”
“And what did you do about it?”
“We fixed up a new board, just Dad and I. Put a tiny bell on every line.”