Mrs. Tice. I was the manager of the foster home.
Mr. Griffin. You say you were the manager of the foster home?
Mrs. Tice. Yes.
Mr. Griffin. What does that mean?
Mrs. Tice. When the police or the sheriff or anybody picks up the little children that have been abandoned, or if there has been trouble or anything, well, the police bring them to me and bring me a police sheet on it, and in return I call the juvenile department, and then they know how to appoint what social worker that should be appointed to the case.
Mr. Griffin. You took care of the children until a home was found for them?
Mrs. Tice. No; I was the manager. I took care of the children until they were assigned to a worker, or if I would get too many children, the supervisor would come out and we had foster homes that would take the children until their hearing or what-have-you.
Mr. Griffin. But the children would actually live in your home?
Mrs. Tice. Yes.
Mr. Griffin. How long did you do that?