"January 8, 1994: Greta took me to store for groceries. Helen and I played Scrabble -- first time since early November. Three funerals at St. Paul's this week -- Goldie Hilpert, Juliene Miller and C. O. Witt.
January 9, 1994: Greta came and put the Christmas decorations away.
January 12, 1994: Arlene and Art took me to Dr. Sprik -- don't go again until July. Went to Ladies Aid."
That's quite a dry spell with no Scrabble. But Grandma probably kept sharp and in shape with crossword puzzles or those anacrostics puzzles if she had any laying around.
I remember hearing C. O. Witt's name here and there more than I remember him for himself. It seems to me that Michele and I went to his place when we were pretty young, but still old enough (back then, at least) to go wandering around by ourselves. I think Mom worked for him at one time way back when. My recollection from a child's perspective is that it should have been in business forever. I thought it was unique and special and a place where good things happened.
For no particular reason, here's a photo of Grandpa and Uncle Elmer drinking PBR, something I am pretty sure was not served at Witt's.
You're right about me working for CO Witt. That was my first job. I was 14 years old. My wages were 25 cents per hour. And people in Winside did not tip. Worked there a couple of years.
ReplyDeleteThe pinball machines at COs along with the gems is what I remember.
ReplyDeleteJim H., (Jim H. is how I signed my english papers, Oh, and the diagraming of sentence structure.
I think the pinball machines must have been gone when we were there or I would have remembered. But then again, maybe at that time I wasn't a big fan yet.
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