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Millers the war came. 



I couldn't go to war but I wanted to do something 

 productive for the war effort. I was publicity 

 chairman there for all of the various war drives in 

 Richmond and I had a very very illustrious career 

 nighttimes helping in every way that I could, but 

 that still was not going to war. So I felt obligated 

 to do something that was for the war effort. 



I went to work as an assistant to the superinten- 

 dent at Point San Pablo for the Visayan Refining Com- 

 pany. Most of my work there consisted of making out 

 bills of lading and shipping and doing the shipping 

 work for carloads of cocoanut oil. It came in from 

 the island of Visayan. I remember very graphically 

 an incident there: you see, we had loads of oil that 

 went from the Standard Oil Company at Point San Pablo 

 to the Orient and the vessel returned with cocoanut 

 oil, which was pure white. When the vessels got to 

 the Golden Gate I went out there to meet them. 

 Under the pressure of steam heat this oil became 

 liquified and it looked yellow like olive oil. We 

 then pumped it from the ship at Point San Pablo docks 



