Bryant Calkins Taylor was Aunt CB's first cousin. He was born in 1922 and was son of Floyd and Goldie Taylor, Floyd being twin to our Lloyd.
Floyd and his father, Bryant Waller Taylor in back
Sons Rexford and Bryant in front
His wife Evelyn tells of his many jobs during college:
In 1939 Bryant was
the recipient of a New York State Scholarship to Albany State Teachers’
College, so there was no tuition to pay, but he had to work to cover board and
room expenses. His parents sent him
$1.00 a week allowance, and his mother did his laundry (no Laundromats
yet). He mailed it home in a special
plastic box for that purpose, and his mother returned it, washed and ironed.
He had a job as a
Page in the State Legislature at $30.00 per week for about 10 hours of
work. He delivered messages for the
Republican legislator for whom he worked.
To get this job he was recommended by local Republican politicians of Le
Roy who had interviewed him. This was a
fantastic job for those times!
Bryant, 1941
Along with this job,
he worked at a restaurant near campus called The Bull (probably named for the
Boulevard where it was located). He was
a short-order cook and waiter. He said that he often filled the wrong order for
sundaes and ended up being forced to eat the hot fudge sundae with
pecans.
At one time he had a
job at a sorority house (”nice work if you can get it”), taking care of the
coal furnace. This furnace burned pea
coal, which was a very small size. One
Saturday night Bryant really loaded the furnace to make the fire last the
weekend. The result was a fire in the
chimney and a lost job! However, before this incident, the girls
taught him to dance. I am forever
grateful to them, for he was a superb dancer as I have said many times in my
writings.
Another food job was
as a school cafeteria worker—getting there early and peeling bags and bags of
potatoes. This was preparation for KP
duty in the army, although he did not know that at the time.
Bryant was a member of the national fraternity Kappa Delta
Rho,Gamma chapter, but never lived in the fraternity house. When I met him, he had a room in the basement
of a brownstone house for students on Washington Avenue. The landlord lived next door. Actually, when I first went to Albany, no one
was in the building except Bryant. To
me, it was a spooky place to live.
The ceiling was real low because of all the heating pipes;
lighting was not bright; there were no windows; and there were many creaky
sounds. He had a small one-burner hot
plate. Working at the cafeteria and
restaurant helped his food budget.
Although, even with those perks, he told of eating ketchup
sandwiches. But he gloried in his
independence and once again he took care of a furnace and got his room at a
reduced rate.
In the last term of his junior year, World War II raised its
ugly head and disrupted his and many college students’ lives. Bryant left Albany to go to Alfred University
in Alfred, NY to take a 2-month radio course to better equip him for the army. In June he finished the course and the
following fall enlisted in the Signal Corps Reserves. He continued with a radio/teletype course at
the University of Rochester until being called up for active duty in June,
1943.
Bryant and his future wife, Evelyn at a U of R dance
This is over
sixty seven years after the events, and remembered by the second party as told
to me or observed. Details, I hope, are
fairly accurate and valid.
4 comments:
Love this story, Evelyn! How I wish I could have watched the two of you dance!
Love,
IF you have ever bseen anyone do professional "jitterbugging" dancing , then you have seen Bryant and Eve! They were fabulous! And slow danvcing was just as good! I envied them!
Actually, Bryant was our favorite "taylor" cousin! We did not have many , but he was a ton of fun! Always joking and pulling tricks! This gene he did not lose! I was able to visit them often during Bryants last illness and he was STILL pulling tricks even tho he was bed ridden!
Pat, Testing the new system. My comment is :where did you get those pictures?
Evelyn
Eve,
The picture of the three generations must have come from Mom. The other two came from you, I believe. Since I also have one from your wedding, you probably sent these two and the wedding photo when we wrote up your wedding. Nice to see you both so young!
Pat
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