He was charming, a smooth talker, and he knew
it. It served him well.
His name was
Quay, and he showed up at Hank's Floral in the late 30's or early 40's looking
for work. He said he had experience doing floral work, but would do anything to
earn a little money. Hank hired him. and that was how I met him.
I was 12 or 13
and Uncle Henry ( Hank the Petunia King) had also hired me to work in the
floral and nursery. Aunt Della taught me some floral design, and Uncle Henry
put me to work transplanting Petunias, or making flats for them. When I wasn't
doing that, I tended Paul, Jeanette, David, Judy and Dennis, or swept, cleaned
and busied myself in the floral.
Meanwhile Quay
came and went. I was not sure how long he was on the payroll, but I did find
out that he was put to work selling flats of flowers and vegetables on a street
corner in Salt Lake. The older boys went with him-- and then regaled us with
stories of Quay and his " salesmanship" It seems that no matter
what a customer wanted, Quay had just the thing. If they were out of
purple Petunias, then he sold them cabbage plants with instructions to
plant them around the edge for a stunning effect.
Or- he would do
a bait and switch, always convincing the customer that they were getting a
grand deal. I guess that is when Hank caught on and let him go.
Time passed,I
got a job working for Uncle Leif in his Salt Lake Public Market. However
that was not the end of Quay It seems he was on a robbing spree,
and was a marked man. He was finally caught, but managed to shoot his hand on
purpose to get away again. It was about that time that he was featured as one
of the ten most wanted men!! He made the headlines, and I suppose Henry
was interviewed and questioned. Of course he knew nothing about Quay Kilburn,
our own home- grown- floral- designer criminal.



Who knew a floral could harbor such criminals? What a sensational story!
ReplyDeleteGreat story! Quat sera sera!
ReplyDeleteLove the story! Quay sara sara!
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