I grew up in there, but started actually working when I was about 5 years old helping out with catering. It was carrying and schlepping things around. Setting up the buffets. Then at the end, we always passed out ice cream cups -- it was a BBQ place so we didn’t really do many desserts -- but we did that, and that was always one of my jobs.
It was too far for me to walk right to the restaurant from school. And there was no real public transportation, so I was always looking for someone to take me. Sometimes my Father would come home, we would eat dinner, and he would take me back with him.
We were in a working-class neighborhood so we had a ton of regulars. The restaurant was situated on a road between downtown Oklahoma City and the University of Oklahoma, so a lot of people stopped to pick up barbecue on their way to tailgate at a football game. It was more of a lunch place than a dinner place, especially during the week. My Mother could remember everyone’s name and was kind of the life of the party.