Someone forgot to push the record button.
It was the first taped interview with Betty Bowden at Kingsley Middle School.
Mistakes happen when you're teaching kids how to record oral histories.
The next winter, the 21st Century site coordinator and I took three eighth-grade girls over to the Bowdens' home on a snowy day after school.
Betty had cheese, crackers and cider ready.
Her husband, Phil, joined us. The conversation and cassette tapes rolled. To this day that interview remains my favorite of all Elders Projects.
One of the girls, Kristina Woodworth, chose to write Betty's romance poems. I wrote Phil's side of the story.
It ended up a sweet little poetry duet. Kristina and the other two girls are now seniors. Betty and Phil are still "just kidding" around.
Phil "Pretty as a Rainbow Trout"
I remember her
when she was in grade school,
but we didn't know each other.
Then we became friends
in the same school.
We got started
at a dance in Summit.
I wasn't nervous
when I first asked her to dance,
and she wasn't either.
I drove a Chevy.
Dad was a mail carrier
and always had good cars.
I got to drive all the time.
While Betty was in college,
I went downstate
to Detroit and Pontiac
trying to get a job.
They'd ask me my age and say,
"We can't do it …"
There was a draft coming
so I volunteered.
Betty "Phil"
I always thought Phil was cute,
and he drove a nice car.
Our family had old broken down cars
you had to push to start.
Phil dressed well
with clothes from the store.
My clothes were homemade.
He was a cut above
the rest of the fellows,
and he was kind.
My younger sister was dating a guy
from Summit at the same time.
It was two boys from Summit
and two girls from the farm,
and there were dance halls.
One night Phil and Bob
had some whiskey.
Jean and I got hold of it
and poured it on the ground.
Phil says it's a wonder
he's still with me today.
-- Kristina Woodworth
Phil "Home Leave"
When the bad news of Pearl Harbor came
I was stationed at Fort Knox
and had three months to go.
I knew
I was in for the war.
I was home on furlough
and my leave was up.
Betty said, "Well, let's get married."
I said, "Okay."
So we did
on January 10, 1942
at a preacher's house in Cadillac.
I was twenty four and she was twenty.
Next day
I had to go back to Fort Knox.
There was a blizzard on the tenth,
and we had to get all the way home.
We spent our wedding night
at my folks,
snowed in.
Next morning
we walked out to Kingsley
for me to catch a bus.
Betty "Just Kidding"
I was home from teaching school (in Evart),
on Christmas vacation.
Phil was home on furlough.
Bob, Phil and I were just riding
around the forests.
Bob said, "Phil, I heard that
you can get married in three days."
You didn't have to wait
the week waiting period.
So I said to Phil,
"Let's get married."
He said, "Okay."
We were just kidding.
Three days later we were married.
I had a corsage of yellow roses,
and a new dress
I'd shortened that morning.
It's been (sixty eight) years.
When did we stop kidding?
-- Kristina Woodworth
Phil "AWOL"
I saw Betty one more time
when I came home AWOL.
I didn't get into trouble.
We were getting ready to ship out
and they didn't have time
to do anything.
We trained in Ireland for three months,
then went across the Irish Sea
to England.
Stayed in England two weeks,
and Scotland two weeks,
then sailed for North Africa.
Betty "Heartbroken"
We saw each other once more.
Phil came home AWOL
from Fort Knox towards spring.
He was sent
to Fort Dix. (New Jersey)
I was hoping school would get out
so I could see him…
but he sailed off the day school ended.
He didn't get home again
for two and a half years.
-- Kristina Woodworth
Poet Bard Terry Wooten has been performing and conducting writing workshops in schools for 27 years. He is the creator of Stone Circle. Learn more about him at www.terry-wooten.com.


