So we stuck up there for an hour and a half. Well, what kind of keeper for us now, so you’re a young kid, these were all older farm people. Yeah, mostly older farm people, predominantly African-American for the most part. But they knew their animals, they really did. I mean I think they knew their birds. They knew their hoofstock. When I finally ended up back in the Reptile House a year later, I was working with a guy that I really believed was a deaf, not deaf, but was a mute because he never talked to anybody. I mean, I’d walk in, in the morning, I’d say, “Charlie, how’s it going?” And the reason he never said anything was he was really afraid he was gonna say the wrong thing and get the head keeper of the building at that point angry at him.
