Our work in the dining room was such fun and I got to serve Mrs. Saville's table. She was the manager of the lovely dining room.
Each time I would clear her table and take away the dishes, I found a dime under the plate, "just for Lucy."
We girls slept at the hotel, and our lodging was a big big room — all alone — on the top floor. Everyone had a cot and there was a huge clothes closet. Even though my parents lived right down the hill, I preferred to stay with my friends at Lambuth. What a glorious memory.
One of our lovely girls was, Betty Anne Robinson. We supported her for Queen of the Lake that year, and she won.
In this lovely picture, we are all dressed up in our evening dresses at the auditorium with her the night of the Coronation when she was crowned.
Those are sweet memories of super joy! The next summer I met my husband-to-be, Woody, who was a bus-boy at The Terrace.
On April 24, I turned 84. When I was a waitress at Lambuth in 1951, I was 17 years young. I treasure those memories of that awesome hotel.