So that frequently I'd saddle up my little broom-tail pony and ride around to the rigs and on two or three occasions, I had noticed that when Dad Titus would come out with his lunch pail and go into the tool room close to the band wheel on his standard cable tool rig, change his clothes, come out and get on his work stool, before he started letting out any screw or trying to make any hole, he'd get his lunch pail, put it in between his knees, look in the top layer, then lift that out and look under the bottom, and if there was an orange in there, he laid it out.