A man showed up at the hotel in Sandon and told my mother he was hungry and wanted to know if he could do some work in exchange for a meal. It wasn't unusual for people to work for a meal, or for a night in the hotel. My mother didn't have much for him to do, so she told him he could go the bakery and pick up the hotel's order. She said he only had to tell the baker to charge the hotel as usual. The man returned without any bread because the bakery didn't have any. He told Mom if she had some yeast he would bake her some bread. Mom didn't have any yeast so he walked to the grocery store and returned to the hotel with some yeast. He baked the bread and continued to bake at the hotel for about a month, until he got a job working on the power plant.