My brother and I had a reputation for telling real bad jokes. We told the worst jokes in town. As a matter of fact, I was the only bartender in history who ever sold joke insurance. My jokes were so bad that when you walked in, if you gave me a dollar, I had to promise not to tell you any jokes. ... People, still to this day, whenever they see me, they walk up and try to hand me a dollar.

She worked here on and off for about three to four years. Then we had a couple of kids, and she didn't come to work for a long time. After the kids had grown, she would come down and help out on really busy nights.