Mr. Ball. How far through school did you go?
Mrs. Roberts. To my sorrows, I got married in the ninth grade.
Mr. Ball. You did—you got married in the ninth grade?
Mrs. Roberts. Yes, sir.
Mr. Ball. Did you get married in Dallas or in Tyler?
Mrs. Roberts. In Tyler.
Mr. Ball. Did you have some children?
Mrs. Roberts. No; to my sorrows—I couldn't.
Mr. Ball. What did you do in Tyler then—until you came to Dallas?
Mrs. Roberts. I was a PBX operator at the Hotel Blackstone. That's where I met my husband.