Murray Sperber
Milton and I met when we both worked for L. A. County as social workers. We bonded and spent several years together, both of us marrying in 1967. Both Elma and Milton were devoutly religious.
When Milton went for his interview with Southern Calif Edison (he knew he was the token Negro) I told him what had transpired at my job interview.
I was asked how much I should be paid. When the number I mentioned was immediately accepted I knew I should have asked for more. Milton, therefore asked for a considerable amount more than he had originally thought was a reasonable salary. He told me there was a slight pause by the interviewer who told him it was more that what they had considered but due to his qualification they could meet that salary.
I told Milton I should get at least 10% for that increase. Never happened.
Then there was the time, after we moved to Irvine that Milton never showed up for dinner. We kept waiting and waiting (no cell phones in the late 60s), finally we ate. Later, Milton had gone North, not South and therefore never found Irvine.
Out two families shared many wonderful years together.
RIP my longtime friend Milton,
Murray S. Sperber
