Year's later, May Sue and Charles Ray sat at College Station watching Little Jim receive his diploma in electrical engineering from Texas A.& M. University ‑ that was after his mother pinned a second lieutenant's bars onto his uniform shirt.

He knew what a Communist was and the way things were, he would be fighting them in Viet Nam before long. There were tears in May Sue's eyes. She proudly watched the boy who Jim Crawford started on a pickup truck seat after the state championship game up at Austin twenty‑one years ago.

After Little Jim graduated from A. & M., Charles Ray and May Sue started building a new brick house next to the old one. Even though they bought all new furniture, Charles Ray refused to get rid of their old mattress.

"Looks like you being a bank president and all," May Sue said, "you would want one of those big king sized beds with inter springs and all."

Charles Ray smelling the newness of a new home, walked up behind his wife and put his arms tightly around her. "May Sue, you and me had some good times on that mattress."

"Well, I just cannot imagine how you sleep with those springs poking you all night," she said.

"Well for one thing," he whispered into her ear, "I sleep on your side of the bed some."