One night someone in the barracks said there was a square dance uptown. I had square danced at home, so headed for the dance hall at Fairfield. I met the Fisher family and was invited to other dances around the area. There were square dances every night of the week and twice on Sunday without driving any farther than Sacramento, fifty miles away
Guest callers were welcome at the dances, so I bought a record player and records and started practicing calling. By the time I left the Air Force I had learned to call 30 calls and became known as the "Singing Sergeant" at some of the dances. I always wore my uniform for dress and all my calls were "singing" calls as opposed to "patter" calls. The height of my calling experience was at the annual Apricot Festival at Sacramento in 1952. I was invited to call one set in a huge ballroom for about 1000 dancers. A live band was playing the dance numbers. One of my easiest dances to call was set to Jingle Bells, so the dancers danced a square dance to Jingle Bells even though it was the middle of summer.
At the square dances I met a man who became my employer and good friend, Shad Samuels. Shad owned a truck and had a business hauling hay and grain to local stockyards and picking up hay from fields and stacking it for ranchers. He and his brother worked during the day which was all his brother wanted to work. Shad needed to work extra hours to pay for his truck, so he hired me to work from 7 to 10 PM evenings. We would either load the truck in the field or deliver the load to the yard. I worked Saturdays and Sundays when I didn't have to be on the base.
Shad was a square dancer, so we always took off Saturday nights to go to the Mt. George farm center. Shad started calling, too, and one time we combined our calls and called for an evening of dance at Fairfield.