When Hugh got back from Vietnam and out of the service he joined me in Springfield and we got an apartment together. I was working for Architects there and he got a job driving a wrecker. That didn't last long and he ended up enrolling at the Lincoln Land College where he met Linda. He majored in Psycology and enjoyed "psyching people out" with "double talk". However, that didn't last long. He had a hard time relating to people who talk "just to hear their head rattle". From there he went back to Morrisonville and bought a trailer which he lived in for a while and eventually bought another trailer and rented it out. He went through a bumpy period trying to build his little empire of rental properties. We used to kid him about being a "slum loard". He tried to buy a pig lot in Morrisonville and convert it into a trailer court but the locals preferred the pig lot and refused to grant a permit. Dad even got in on the rucus and wrote a very eloquent letter to the editor at the Morrisonville Times where he argued for the project. The whole scene was very revealing and educational for everyone. I learned that it doesn't matter how well you state your case when you are up against prejudice. Somewhere in there Hugh and Linda got married and bought a lot in Morrisonville and built a house from scratch. Eventually they sold that and bought property in Chatham, Illinois and built another house there. Eventually he got out of the trailer business and started building homes from scratch. I worked in Chatham for Martin Moduler Homes Manufacturing as a designer/engineer during some of that time. I did what I could to help out with scale drawings and plans but Hugh had his own ideas about how to approach a project. He preferred to solve problems as he went along rather than plan it all out first. To this day you can go to Chatham and find 2 houses within a few hundred yards of each other, one Martin Moduler Home designed by me and the other standard built designed by Hugh. The stark contrast in styles is strangely reflective of our difference in personalities. Hugh and I always had this strange psychic connection where if I was to come to visit him he would always know I was coming before I got there. One noteworthy time was when I was working in Cleveland and Hugh and Linda came to visit without telling me or John. I was working downtown in the middle of the city for an architectural firm. I took a break to go to lunch and as I am walking down the street there is Hugh and Linda! How can you explain such a coincidence? As time went by we gradually saw less and less of each other after John died. John's death was a crushing blow to our whole family. Usually things like that bring families closer together but in our case it drove us farther appart. I also think that Hugh had a strong desire to break that psychic connection we once had so that he could feel like his life was his own and I respected that. Hugh and Linda have stayed in the general Chatham/Virden area ever sense.