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Show dance, "Old Fashioned Girl Gone Modern", Pat Ablett, Sally Brown, Bonnie Skinner, Frances Goris. Marian Jimas was accompanist accom-panist for the fashion show that followed. Miss Virginia Ilarrjs, dancing teacher, was introduced by Mrs. Nerdin and a tribute and corsage was given to her by Mrs. "I REMEMBER" IYTHECIDIJMERS ; l n . . From George A. Leonard, Stratford, Strat-ford, Texas: When I was a boy my father and mother raised all our living except sugar and coffee. We had potatoes, apples, turnips, carrots, radishes, celery, cabbage all burled outside in big mounds. And besides we had lots of beans, kraut, pumpkins, eggs, milk, butter, but-ter, lard, chickens, flour and meal. From J. L. Hart, Bettendorf, Iowa: There have been many changes made since this happened long before they embalmed dead people. peo-ple. I remember an elderly man who passed away and the people laid him out on a couple of boards with sheets over him and glass jars tilled with ice to preserve the body. That was about 55 years ago. From Mary Karch, Lakevlew, Ohio: I remember the peddling wagon where mother used to take her butter and eggs to the main highway to trade. The peddler used to blow a conch shell that sounded over the hills to let us know he was coming. I remember the chestnut bags we had hung behind the stove along with dried apples and peaches, peach-es, popcorn and herbs, like catnip for new babies. From E. F. Meredith, Fairmont, W. Va.: Every country home used to have a corn husk mat at the ' front door. It was made by plaiting plait-ing stripped corn husks and letting the ends stick up about an inch and sewing the plaits like old rag rugs. They were wonderful for cleaning the feet. From Sidney Johnson, Lexington, Ky.t I remember when whittling was a national pastime. When a man gave out of sticks he would start in on a chair or table. I once saw a judge whittle away a big chunk of his bench while hearing a case. We used to whittle while we were trading or swapping to give us Uitie to ponder. (Mail your memories to THE OLD TIMER, BOX 340, FRANKFORT, FRANK-FORT, KY.) |