The owner of the park hemmed and hawed and soon left. John and I talked for awhile and he admitted to me he had a drinking problem. So I told him I thought we could work out a deal, if he was willing to try. We went to the owner and I demanded they refund some of the rent money he had coming back. You have heard the excuses and such but I stood firm and they gave him his fair share back. John tried to shake hands with the owner but the man refused, of course.
The trailer was quite old probably from the 50's and if I remember it was Spartan, single bedroom etc. As I showed them around they said we want to give it to somebody that really needs it. I said GIVE IT? They said no strings attached. I looked outside and saw John across the park and shouted to him to come on over. As he walked across I told them my story of John. As they were talking to John I slipped away to go home to tell Sally. I got about half way to the office and I heard John yell SALLLLLLLY- Come here! She was working in the office but she heard him calling. She was hurrying along and I said he has some good news, I think. Right then and there with Sally as a witness they gave John that trailer and all of the contents. Soon most of the people were giving John hugs and one of them even brought over a color TV. John hadn't even ever had a TV! It was a instant house-warming the likes of which I'd never seen. The men did any maintenance that needed to be done and the women went in and cleaned it, made curtains and within 2 days he was in his own trailer. Then it took him a week or so to empty out his van.
Another side light of this story Sally always called him Powder John and he laughed at that.