The place in the basement of the house in Falls Church was probably the worst place l've ever stayed. l was lucky (and highly motivated) to find such a nice place, so quickly in Riverdale. l had first contacted the realtor on Friday evening, when l answered one of her ads in the classified. l told her that l needed a large place where five or six male NSA employees would be comfortable, with plenty of space for entertaining; in the house as well as around it. She said she had a place that she thought would be perfect for us:
ln a very good neighborhood on a tree-lined street, lt's a five-bedroom, two-
story,(4 bdrms upstairs,1 downstairs, plus a domestic's suite (including a half-
bath) adjacent to the kitchen). The two-car garage was detached and had an
apartment above which was used then for storage and was not available to
us. The car in the garage was available; a 1954 Hudson 4-door sedan, in very
nice condition. The owners, both professors at University of Maryland, College
Park, who were then on sabbatical, touring Europe, had included use of the car to sweeten the deal. Being without a car myself, at the time, l jumped on it.
Since my name alone was on the lease, l appointed myself manager. l don't remember what the actual monthly payment was but that amount l divided by
five, then added $25 to get the amount that each of my five tenants would
pay me monthly. l would then pay the rent and the utilities. lt's easy to see
that ,though it wasn't very much, l did net a few bucks a month for managing
the place. Of the six of us, l alone owned no car. So the Hudson was for my use only, except for a few emergencies. lt's a good thing the place was on such a big lot;all our cars could be parked off-street without blocking anyone's
egress.
lf by "good neighborhood" you mean a neighborhood with a plurality of elected officials in residence, Forty-third Street in Riverdale might work for you; Across the street and a couple of houses to the East of us lives the former Sheriff of Prince George's County. West of us, next door lives Council-
man Robert Bell in his third term for the city of Riverdale.Two doors beyond
Bell's house is the Palatial residence of retired U.S. Senator Harlon Howell.
You'd think a street with so many leading citizens' homes lining it would at least be given a real name, not just a number.
Just an hour or so into the first day of my new assignment, l knew it wasn't
going to work out for me. My training to do the work of a Voice Intercept
Operator at this point, is no longer of any relevance whatever to my daily
assigned tasks. Those boxes that l and my fellow VIO's and those who had pre-dated us by decades, had filled with type-written traffic, packaged, wrap-
ped and shipped to NSA, now sat in the third basement buried beneath more-
recently received boxes. My job is to drive a hand-truck to one of the five
basements, locate the cell(s) containing the numbered boxes sought. Load
them onto the hand-truck and deliver to Analysis. Then choose the box with
the lowest ID number. Open it. Read it. If you see anything of note, under-
line it with red pencil and over line it with red pencil.....until you're blue in
the face.
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