My earliest memories of the Greyhound bus began while I attended L.W.C. The bus station was across the street from the municipal building. I remember how pretty Allene Willis always looked when she walked down Lindsey Hill in her high heels to work at the station.

The Greyhound bus delivered our flowers for Walker Florist from wholesalers in Louisville. If we ordered in the morning they could be picked up at 4pm at the station. I have heard that Henry Morgan would blow his horn as he passed his house and his wife would put the biscuits in the oven to be ready when he got home. -Maxine Walker