Friday, July 28, 2017

Happy Birthday to Nancy!

Thurs., June 20, 1935 - Rained during the nite. I came into town with Edwin in the morning.  Went down town to Mrs. Wolfe's with Mom about 5:00.
Fri., June 21, 1935 - Edwin brought Annabelle and Haroldean into our place this morning.  Mom went to Carl. W.'s funeral this afternoon.  Edwin took the kids and me out to Ola's tonite.
Sat., June 22, 1935 - I washed my hair and baked a cake for tonite.  When I got into town I made the sandwiches.  Howard took me to the dance.  I got to bed about 4:00 p.m.

I believe Grandma meant she got to bed about 4:00 a.m.  Maybe she was too tired to think straight.

Happy birthday in 2017 to the cutie in the picture.  I am loving that blouse and necklace -- seriously, very pretty.  And great curls, too.

Thursday, July 27, 2017

Some 1935 history

Mon., June 17, 1935 - We all slept until noon today.  Annie Miller came up this p.m. and Mom made a wash dress for her.  It rained just about all day.
Tues., June 18, 1935 - Partly cloudy today.  I had my second lesson in bread baking today.  The bread was good, only I forgot to salt it!  Carl Wolf died today.
Wed., June 19, 1935 - Edwin came after me before I was out of bed.  I went out to Ola's and took care of the house and kids while Annie helped cultivate.  Came to town tonite.

I skipped ahead in the Winside history book to 1935 to see what was going on behind-the-scenes of Grandma's diary, so to speak.  A few items drew my attention:

     May 9, the much talked of fad "The Get Rich Chain Letter" made its appearance the past week.  Postal receipts the first five days in May have totaled $88.  Very little money was received by parties here but a plenty was sent out of town.
     May 29, Winside will have for the first time in its history, free movies.
     June 21, C. J. Wolff, a harness maker here for 35 years, passed away.

So, there we have some of Grandma's recent writings confirmed by an outside source.  The dates for Mr. Wolff's death do not match but the one in the history book is very likely the date the newspaper reported the event.

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

A mystery solved

Fri., June 14, 1935 - I had my first lesson in bread baking today and I had good bread, too!  To lodge tonite.  Howard brought me home.
Sat., June 15, 1935 - Cleaned the house and the basement this morning.  I washed and waved my hair this p.m.  Went down town tonite, met Howard, and he brought me home.
Sun., June 16, 1935 - Up at 5:00 and left at 7:00 for Elkhorn.  Mom, Grussfather, Ray and I went.  Grussmother thought the trip would be too hard on her.  The folks hadn't been back to Elkhorn since they moved away 44 years ago.  Stopped at Andrew's on our way home for my knives.  Got home at 8:00.  Mom, Ray and I went out to Ola's tonite.  Florence and Edwin got up a surprise for them for their ninth wedding anniversary.  We played cards and danced.  Howard brought Mom and I home.  Lloyd Voss was buried today.  He committed suicide by gassing himself in his car about 6 miles southwest of Hoskins Wednesday or Thursday.  The body was found yesterday.  Mayme is in the hospital at Norfolk and is quite sick.  F. S. said they hadn't told her about Lloyd. 

I have no trouble believing Grandma had success on her first day of baking bread.

Now that the knives have come up again, I know who Trena is, mentioned earlier when Grandma sent her a letter about her missing silverware.  Trena was married to Andrew Andersen (the keeper of the knives in this post), whose father was a brother to Ole Andreasen, William Andersen's father.  Shorter version -- Andrew was William Andersen's first cousin.  I am glad to have this information since I had not yet ventured out on this particular branch of the family tree and therefore, Trena was unknown to me until just today.  Further digging reveals her full name was quite lovely -- Rasmine Petrine Rasmussen Andersen.  And since we were talking about him, I'm using a photo of Mr. Ole Andreasen today.

I know the last name Voss, but will need help from someone to know who Lloyd and Mayme were.  Very sad story.  There was nothing in the Winside history book about Lloyd's death.

Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Down a different path

Tues., June 11, 1935 - The losing side of the card club met at Walker's tonite.  We're going to give the others a dance in Pete's barn June 22.  Each person is supposed to invite 2 guests.
Wed., June 12, 1935 - Waved Mom's hair this morning.  Mom went to Ladies Aid this p.m.  Tonite we went down town to the free movies.  It was a western picture with Buck Jones.
Thurs., June 13, 1935 - I went to Wayne on the train this a.m.  Took my fair work to Miss Sewell's office and then went to Aunt Mildred's.  Spent the rest of the day there and came home on the evening train.

As is my habit with these posts, I went in search of a western starring Buck Jones made in or around 1935 so I could have a movie poster for my photo.  I found several to pick from and did not want to guess which one Grandma saw.  So, I decided to learn about Buck Jones himself which led me to a wikipedia article about the nightclub fire in which he died at age 50 years.  The article is much too long to post in its entirety, but I selected some rather interesting portions.  The following may not be coherent as a whole since I am picking and choosing bits and pieces.

     "The Cocoanut Grove was a premier nightclub during the post-Prohibition 1930's and 1940's in Boston, Massachusetts. On November 28, 1942, it was the scene of the deadliest nightclub fire in history, killing 492 people (which was 32 more than the building's authorized capacity) and injuring hundreds more. The scale of the tragedy shocked the nation and briefly replaced the events of World War II in newspaper headlines. It led to a reform of safety standards and codes across the US, and to major changes in the treatment and rehabilitation of burn victims internationally.

     The club had opened in 1927 as a partnership between two orchestra leaders, Mickey Alpert and Jacques Renard. (Although neither held an interest in the club by 1942, Alpert was leading the house band the night of the fire.)  Alpert and Renard's mob-connected financiers gained control and opened a speakeasy in the complex, and it gained a reputation for being a gangland hangout. Gangland boss and bootlegger Charles "King" Solomon, also known as "Boston Charlie," owned the club from 1931 to 1933, when he was gunned down in the men's room of Roxbury's Cotton Club nightclub in 1933.  Ownership passed to Solomon's lawyer Barnet "Barney" Welansky, who sought a more mainstream image for the club while he privately boasted of his ties to the Mafia and to Boston Mayor Maurice J. Tobin.  He was known to be a tough boss who ran a tight ship: hiring teenagers to work as busboys for low wages, and street thugs who doubled as waiters and bouncers. He locked exits, concealed others with draperies, and even bricked up one emergency exit to prevent customers from leaving without paying.  Coincidentally, on the night of the fire, he was still recovering from a heart attack in a private room at Massachusetts General Hospital, where some of the victims would be sent.

     Originally a garage and warehouse complex, the brick and concrete buildings had been converted to a one-and-a-half-story meandering complex of dining rooms, bars, and lounges. The club offered its patrons dining and dancing in a South Seas-like "tropical paradise" and a roof that could be rolled back in summer for dancing under the stars.  The decor consisted of leatherette, rattan and bamboo coverings on the walls, heavy draperies, and "swanky" dark blue satin canopies and covering on ceilings. Support columns in the main dining area were made to look like palm trees, with light fixtures made to look like coconuts. That theme was carried over into the basement Melody Lounge, with what little light there was provided by palm tree light fixtures.

     Wall coverings and decorative materials had been approved on the basis of tests for ordinary ignition, which showed resistance to combustion from sources such as matches and cigarettes. Decorative cloth was purportedly treated with ammonium sulfate as a fire retardant upon installation, but there was no documentation that the fire retardant treatment was maintained at the required intervals. Since the US entry into the war, air conditioning systems had been serviced and the freon refrigerant was replaced by methyl chloride, a flammable gas, due to the wartime shortage of freon.

     It is estimated that on that Saturday night more than 1,000 Thanksgiving weekend revelers, wartime servicemen and their sweethearts, football fans, and others were crammed into a space rated for a maximum of 460 people.

     Official reports state that the fire started at about 10:15 pm in the dark, intimate Melody Lounge downstairs.  The lounge was lit by low-powered light bulbs in coconut-styled sconces beneath the fronds. A young man, possibly a soldier, had unscrewed a light bulb in order to give himself privacy while kissing his date.  Stanley Tomaszewski—a 16-year-old busboy—was instructed to put the light back on by tightening the bulb. He stepped up onto a chair to reach the light in the darkened corner. Unable to see the bulb, he lit a match to illuminate the area, tightened the bulb, and extinguished the match. Witnesses first saw flames in the fronds, which were just below the ceiling, immediately afterward. Though the lit match had been close to the same fronds where the fire was seen to have begun, the official report determined that Tomaszewski's actions could not be found to be the source of the fire, which "will be entered into the records of this department as being of unknown origin".

     Despite waiters' efforts to douse the fire with water, it spread along the fronds of the palm tree. In a final desperate attempt to separate the burning fronds from the fabric-covered false ceiling the decoration was pulled away from the corner, taking with it a triangular plywood panel at the ceiling level and opening the enclosed space above the false ceiling. Coincidentally or not, that was the point at which the fire spread to the false ceiling which burned rapidly, showering patrons with sparks and burning shreds of fabric. Flames raced up the stairway to the main level, burning the hair of patrons fleeing up the stairs. A fireball burst through the front entryway and spread through the remaining club areas: through the adjacent Caricature Bar, down a corridor to the Broadway Lounge, and across the central restaurant and dance floor as the orchestra was beginning its evening show. Flames raced faster than patrons could move, followed by thick clouds of smoke. Within five minutes, flames and smoke had spread to the entire nightclub. Some patrons were instantly overcome by smoke as they sat in their seats. Others crawled through the smoky darkness trying to find exits, all but one of which were either non-functioning or hidden in non-public areas.

     Many patrons attempted to exit through the main entrance, the same way they had entered. The building's main entrance was a single revolving door, which was rendered useless as the crowd stampeded in panic. Bodies piled up behind both sides of the revolving door, jamming it until it broke. But then the oxygen-hungry fire leaped through the breach, incinerating whoever was left alive in the pile. Firemen had to douse the flames to approach the door. Later, after fire laws had tightened, it would become illegal to have only one revolving door as a main entrance without being flanked by outward opening doors with panic bar openers attached, or have the revolving doors set up so that the doors could fold against themselves in emergency situations.

     Other avenues of escape were similarly useless; side doors had been bolted shut to prevent people from leaving without paying. A plate glass window, which could have been smashed for escape, was boarded up and unusable as an emergency exit. Other unlocked doors, like the ones in the Broadway Lounge, opened inwards, rendering them useless against the crush of people trying to escape. Fire officials would later testify that had the doors swung outwards, at least 300 lives could have been spared.

     From nearby bars, soldiers and sailors raced to assist. On the street, firefighters lugged out bodies and were treated for burned hands. As night deepened, the temperature dropped. Water on cobblestone pavements froze. Hoses froze to the ground. Newspaper trucks were appropriated as ambulances. Smoldering bodies, living and dead, were hosed in icy water. Some victims had breathed fumes so hot that when they inhaled cold air, as one firefighter put it, they dropped like stones.

     Later, during the cleanup of the building, firefighters found several dead guests sitting in their seats with drinks in their hands. They had been overcome so quickly by fire and toxic smoke that they had not had time to move.

     Coast Guardsman Clifford Johnson went back in no fewer than four times in search of his date who, unbeknownst to him, had safely escaped. Johnson suffered extensive third-degree burns over 55% of his body but survived the disaster, becoming the most severely burned person ever to survive his injuries at the time. After 21 months in a hospital and several hundred operations, he married his nurse and returned to his home state of Missouri. Fourteen years later he burned to death in a fiery automobile crash.

     Barney Welansky, whose connections had allowed the nightclub to operate while in violation of the loose standards of the day, was convicted on 19 counts of manslaughter (19 victims were randomly selected to represent the dead). Welansky was sentenced to 12–15 years in prison in 1943. He served nearly four years before being quietly pardoned by Massachusetts Governor Maurice J. Tobin, who had been mayor of Boston at the time of the fire. In December 1946, ravaged with cancer, Welansky was released from Norfolk Prison, telling reporters, "I wish I'd died with the others in the fire." Nine weeks later, he was dead.

     In the year that followed the fire, Massachusetts and other states enacted laws for public establishments banning flammable decorations, inward-swinging exit doors, and requiring exit signs to be visible at all times (meaning that the exit signs had to have independent sources of electricity, and be easily readable in even the thickest smoke). The new laws also required that revolving doors used for egress must either be flanked by at least one normal, outward-swinging door, or retrofitted to permit the individual door leaves to fold flat to permit free-flowing traffic in a panic situation, and further required that no emergency exits be chained or bolted shut in such a way as to bar escape through the doors during a panic or emergency situation.[citation needed] Municipal licensing authorities ruled that no Boston establishment could use "The Cocoanut Grove" as a name thereafter.

     Commissions were established by several states that would levy heavy fines or even shut down establishments for infractions of any of these laws. These later became the basis for several federal fire laws and code restrictions placed on nightclubs, theaters, banks, public buildings, and restaurants across the nation. It also led to the formation of several national organizations dedicated to fire safety.

     Massachusetts General Hospital (MGH) and Boston City Hospital (BCH) took dozens of burn and smoke inhalation victims, and the event led to new ways of caring for both. Surgeons Francis Daniels Moore and Oliver Cope at Massachusetts General Hospital pioneered fluid resuscitation techniques for the burn victims, whose wounds were treated with soft gauze covered with petroleum jelly instead of tannic acid.  Although BCH was able to achieve a survival rate of only 30% one month after the fire, all patients treated for burns at MGH survived.  The event was also the first major use of the hospital's new blood bank, one of the area's first.

     The survivors of the fire were also among the first humans to be treated with the new antibiotic, penicillin. In early December Merck and Company rushed a 32 L supply of the drug, in the form of culture liquid in which the Penicillium mold had been grown, from New Jersey to Boston. The drug was crucial in combating staphylococcus bacteria, which typically infect skin grafts. As a result of the success of penicillin in preventing infections, the US government decided to support the production and the distribution of penicillin to the armed forces.

     Erich Lindemann, a Boston psychiatrist, studied the families and relatives of the dead and published what has become a classic paper, "Symptomatology and Management of Acute Grief", read at the Centenary Meeting of the American Psychiatric Association in May 1944, and published in September of the same year. At the same time Lindemann was laying the foundation for the study of grief and dysfunctional grieving, Alexandra Adler was working with more than 500 survivors of the fire and conducting some of the earliest research on post-traumatic stress disorder."

So, while the event was a horrible tragedy, there were good things that came afterwards with ripple effects surviving well into the future.

Monday, July 24, 2017

A fine how-do-you-do

Sat., June 8, 1935 - Played lazy again today.  Howard came up tonite after I was in bed.  I got up and we went out to Walkers to see the government survey tower.
Sun., June 9, 1935 - Went to Piller's Lake southwest of Stanton for a picnic dinner.  I didn't know about it until this a.m. when Howard came here.  Frances Nielsen and Hank Koch got it up.  I guess the Iversens and I weren't supposed to be invited but Kenneth Wagner asked us anyway.  Wagners, Davis', Fannie [?], Hank, Iversens and I went.  We girls wandered around picking flowers in the p.m. while the boys played cards.  I had supper at Iversens.  After supper Howard brought me home in the Model T [I think - MJS].
Mon., June 10, 1935 - We washed today.  I worked on my quilt this afternoon.

Well!  It is unlike Grandma to get even slightly snarky in her posts, but she doesn't tip-toe around the picnic invitation.  Yay for Kenneth Wagner for inviting the fun people to the event.  I remember him as a member of The Good Guy Team.

And is Piller's Lake possibly Pillar Lake?  I could find the latter when I searched, but not the former.  But then again, it may have been a lake on private property.

Friday, July 21, 2017

Missing silverware

Wed., June 5, 1935 - Howard came up tonite to see if Ray could take us tomorrow.  Ray's going to take us and Howard is going along, too.
Thurs., June 6, 1935 - Ray came about 2:00 p.m.  We left here at 4:00 and didn't get to Trena's until 7:30.  The dance was at Washington. We left the dance at 1:00, stopped at Trena's for my silverware and got home at 4:40.  Had a good time.
Fri., June 7, 1935 - I slept until 11:00 this morning.  When I got up I looked over my silverware.  Half a dozen knives were gone.  I wrote to Trena right away.  Howard stopped to take me to the Dane dance at Carroll but I was too tired to go.

Well, as late as it was when they went to get it, it is no wonder Grandma didn't notice her missing knives.

Turning down a chance to go to a Dane dance . . . she must have been really tired.

Here's the rest of 1910 from the Winside history book:

     July 14, F. S. Tracy sold his hardware store to parties in Stanton.
     August 4, Estimate of city's expense for the ensuing year was $3,237.86.
    September 5, Winside teachers commenced their school terms today in the following districts:  Ida Heyer, No. 16; Olga Johnson, No. 24; Alice Brown, No. 28N; Minnie Hansen, No. 28S; Clara Heyer, No. 41; Ethel Prince, No. 62; Hazel Davis, No. 65; Edith Prince, No. 70; Gertrude Bayes and Josephine Carter in No. 39.
     September 6, Tinky Smith has completed the sidewalks around the school.
     September 15, the Woman's Club wants everyone to save all of your old papers.  Receptacles are placed at E. W. Cullen, Brune and Co., and the post office business places.  The proceeds from a carload will be used to buy library books.
    October 1, Post Office moved from the Frank Tracy hardware store to the east part of the A. H. Carter building.  (Same location in 1941.)  John and Fred Miller have rented the store building just vacated and will open a restaurant.
     October 27, A. T. Chapin gave the fire boys an oyster supper at the restaurant, in appreciation of their quick response to the fire at his place.  Mr. Chapin managed to get the flames out before they arrived but he appreciated their quick response.
     November 3, George Farran, I. O. Brown, Henry Trautwein and Lloyd Holcomb returned today from a hunting trip, bring back 200 ducks.  Omaha boosters arrived today.  The crowd waited nearly two hours out in the cold for them but were well repaid.
     November 12, Charles Unger had a cement roof placed on his new house but proving unsatisfactory it was removed and is being replaced with an ordinary shingle roof.
     November 17, Dick Waddell now makes his rural route trips in two wheel covered cart, which is easier on the team as well as the driver.     December 1, Hans Gottsch bought the John Jaszkowiak residence property opposite the new Lutheran church.
     December 14, the board of education plans to have the 12th grade added, if enough are interested to justify it.

The Omaha boosters came to wait for the ducks to arrive?  I wonder if the oyster supper was held in the restaurant mentioned one item previous.  Maybe Winside had only one restaurant in 1910.

Thursday, July 20, 2017

Interesting history

Sun., June 2, 1935 - To S.S. and church.  Worked on quilts this p.m.  Ray and Willie here this evening.  I went to Hoskins to a dance with Rews and Iversens.  An old-time German orchestra played.
Mon., June 3, 1935 - Got a letter from Mildred Andersen saying she was going to be married Wednesday and they are giving them a dance Thursday.  She asked us to come to the dance.  Mom and I went down town to call up Ray.  We met Howard and he brought us up the hill.  He said he'd take us to the dance if Ray couldn't.
Tues., June 4, 1935 - I went to Alma's party tonite.  We played Michigan Poker.  Lydia Kant won high prize.  The other guests were Tillie and Elsie Eckert, Gladys Mettlen, Lena Nieman and Edna Podoll.  Ray was here while I was gone.

I wonder what Mildred Andersen's new last name was.  I do not think I have very much information on her via to know how the rest of her life turned out.

Here's 1910, where I last left off with Winside history.  It must have been a busy year and I will break this up into two posts:

     January 13, Brune and Co., have secured the agency for the Brush Auto, Gabler Bros. will continue to sell the Cartercar, Bolander and Woodward the ABC and now that Laase has the Ford, competition out to be fierce.
     January 27, A. Woodward sold out today to Aspengren and Strand.
     February 3, A. C. Lantz bought the F. F. Ware drug store.
     February 7, Eddie Weible won the new buggy given at the Brune and Co. grand opening of their new building.
     March 3, Ed. Krause is moving to town into the residence he bought of Dr. A. B. Cherry.
     March 16, "Union Depot for a Day" was given by the Woman's Club to help raise money for the library.
     March 17, W. G. Archer received word today his pension had been raised to $15.00 per month.
     March 24, David Koch was the first man in Winside to receive $10.00 per hundred for his hogs.
     April 7, $1435.00 was paid Winside merchants for eggs the past month.
     April 17, Frost killed the fruit this year, all of the leaves and blossoms are black.
    April 28, Dr. Cherry went to Sioux City after his auto today, which had been taken there for repairs.
     May 5, Woman's club received a $25.00 order of books.
     May 12, Nebraska is the first state in the Union to declare, through Governor's proclamation, observance of "Mother's Day.'
     May 19, the Alumni banquet will be held at the Cavanaugh home.
     June 16, Charles Unger has started to build a brick house on his residence in the east part of town.
     June 30, the fire bell was taken down from its location at the rear of the Merchants State Bank and placed on top of the town hall.

A couple of things:  I never heard of a Cartercar before and had to look it up, hooray for Nebraska on the Mother's Day proclamation, and just how many eggs did Winsiders eat in March 2010??  That's the equivalent of $34,000 in 2015.  Perhaps the Winside history book contains a typo?

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Well, no wonder

Thurs., May 30, 1935 - Decoration Day.  Went to the cemetery with Irene and Mrs. Iversen.  Ola and family here for dinner.  This p.m. Mayme, Uncle Hans, Meta, and Lilly were here.
Fri., May 31, 1935 - Rained hard this morning.  Cloudy all p.m.  Grussmother in bed all day.  During the past week she remodeled the hen house and cut weeds in front of the house.  Now she has a backache!
Sat., June 1, 1935 - Cleaned up the house today.  Howard came up tonite while I was cutting quilt blocks.  Looked as if it might rain but it didn't.

I looked and found out it wasn't until 1971 that Decoration Day (Memorial Day) was changed from May 30 to the last Monday in May.

By my calculations, Grussmother was 82 at the time she was remodeling the hen house -- I wonder what that entailed -- and pulling weeds.  I'd have a backache at my age, let alone if I was over 80.

I was looking for photos of Grussmother that I maybe had not used yet and came upon these two.  Obviously taken the same day, with Grandma Anna and another relative likely trading places to be the photographer.  The kids change positions but I think it's the same bunch in both photos.  Help in identifying everyone welcome.

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Blooming cactus

Mon., May 27, 1935 - Warm and not very windy today.  We washed this morning.  Florence and Edwin were here a few minutes this evening.  Florence brought Mom a plant.  My biggest cactus has a little pink blossom on it.
Tues., May 28, 1935 - Worked on my quilt.  Ray and Willie came tonite about 9:30 just as we were getting ready to go to bed.  They stayed and "talked" until about 11:30.
Wed., May 29, 1935 - Mom went to Mrs. Perrin's this p.m.  I worked on my quilt.  Alma came down this eve.  Alma, Mom and I went down town.  A rain scared us home.

I wanted to do a little Winside history since I have not included any for some time, but today has turned out to be rather busy, so I will make this one a quickie.  I can't help but wonder, however, why the word talked is in quotes.

Monday, July 17, 2017

Junk pile? No way

Fri., May 24, 1935 - Clear and warm all day.  Mom worked in garden in a.m.  This p.m. we cleaned up the junk pile west of the house, spaded the ground and made a flower bed.  We fixed the trellis and planted my cactus.  Went to lodge tonite.  Howard brought me home in the "Whoopee."
Sat., May 25, 1935 - Cleaned up the house today.  The quilt came today.  It's going to be a beauty when it's made.
Sun., To S.S. and church.  I worked on my Flower Garden quilt this afternoon.  Went to Hoskins tonite with Howard, Helen, Irene, Bess and Raymond to a dance and play "Look Out Lizzie" given by Elsie Eckert's school.  I don't think it was as good a play as ours.  Hm!

A junk pile by the house?!  Seems impossible there was ever anything like that.  Also, since when did Grandma have cacti outside in a flower bed?  So many questions, but most importantly, what was the "Whoopee"?

I discovered only a little about "Look Out Lizzie".  It was described, depending on where one read, as a comedy-drama, simply a comedy, or a rural farce.  The photo is of a church group, not a cast from Hoskins but I thought I'd toss it in here regardless.  The only Maybee I could find was in Michigan, a village of some 500 folks so maybe (pun intended) it is/was somewhat Wayne County-ish.

Sunday, July 16, 2017

Quilt in progress

Tues., May 21, 1935 - Sunshiny this morning and rainy this p.m.  Sewed on my quilt.  Mom got some tomato and sweet potato plants tonite from Carl Wolf.
Wed., May 22, 1935 - Rainy and cloudy all day.  Mom went down town and mailed order for Broken Star quilt.  Worked on my Flower Garden quilt.
Thurs., May 23, 1935 - Clear all day for a change.  A big colored ring was around the sun this noon.  Mom went down to Schellenbergs this p.m. to sew.  Florence came up here.  I walked home with her, had lunch and she brought us home in the car.

I could not find an image of a Broken Star quilt pattern.  I thought it was like the one Grandma made for Dale, but I'm not sure.  This is what I know as the Flower Garden pattern, but there may be more than one.  I can't say that working with those hexagons would be pleasurable for me.  I would steer towards something with less wonky corners.

I haven't done a Sunday recipe for a very long time.  Since Ms. Reichert has been popping up recently, here is a recipe in Grandma's cookbook with credit to Ms. Reichert.


1/2 c.margarine
1/2 c. brown sugar
1/2 c. white sugar
1-1/4 c. sifted flour
1 egg
1 c. coconut
2 c. corn flakes
1/2 tsp. soda
1/2 tsp. baking powder
1 tsp. vanilla
1/4 tsp. butter flavoring

Chill dough for a short time.  Roll in balls, do not flatten.  Bake on ungreased cookie sheet at 350 degrees.

We are a little short on details here as to mixing instructions and time for baking, but still worth sharing.

Saturday, July 15, 2017

Fruit Basket Upset

Sat., May 18, 1935 - Played lazy most of today.  Rained all day.  Went down town about 6:00 and ordered ice cream for tomorrow.
Sun., May 19, 1935 - Rained this morning.  Howard came at 11:00.  We got the ice cream and plowed out to the schoolhouse.  Mom went too.  Davis, F. Niemanns, Ed Niemanns and Goodlings were the only ones who came.  Ray surprised us by coming.  He's going to stay home until tomorrow nite.  We played Musical Chair and Fruit Basket Upset.  Howard took me around to the board to get my order signed -- oh! the mud!
Mon., May 20, 1935 - Cloudy this a.m.  We went to Norfolk.  Ray got a new suit, Mom and I a permanent, Mom white shoes and I a dress.  Cleared up this p.m.  Ray went back to Owens' tonite.

I've heard mention of Fruit Basket Upset, or Upset the Fruit Basket several times over the years but never thought to find out what it was.  Here's what I came up with from a site for Girl Scouts:

     "When I was in scouts in the 60's we just to play [sic] Fruit Basket Upset. You try to have enough fruit names (or colors or whatever) to have 4-10 in each category. Everyone (but the person(s) in the middle) form a large circle. Make sure your categories are spread out among the circle. Perhaps assign name/color/number/whatever after the circle is formed. The caller calls out a name/color/number/etc and everyone who has that id has to move to a different spot in the circle--an empty space created by someone else who has to change spaces. The person(s) in the middle tries to get to an empty spot before someone else. Sometimes you can call Fruit Basket Upset and everyone has to change spots."

Sounds like an easy enough, and fun game to me.

Friday, July 14, 2017

School's out!

Wed., May 15, 1935 - The three sixth grade boys cleaned the basement today and did an excellent job.  Robert took Co. exams. The rest worked on fair work.
Thurs., May 16, 1935 - Finished fair work today.  The sixth grade helped the 3rd and 4th grade make letters.
Fri., May 17, 1935 - Warmed up in p.m.  Cloudy all this week.  Checked in books.  Dismissed before noon.  Marjorie, Jean, and Verdelle Mae stayed until 1:30 to help me!  Went to Card Club at Walkers.  Howard didn't go, he was plowing late.

Oh, the last day of school.  Knowing you would wake up in the morning with a whole summer ahead.  It didn't matter if you had to get up early now and then for this and that, it was SUMMER!  The country kids thought I was nuts, but I always told them how much I liked riding on the bus whenever I stayed overnight at their places.  I was especially jealous to learn there were water fights on the way home after the last day of school.

I am not sure when the above photo was taken, but it certainly looks like Grandma with some students, likely her students.

Thursday, July 13, 2017

I can't let High Five go

Sun., May 12, 1935 - Mother's Day.  Ray came home about 1:30.  After dinner he took Mom, Grandma and me up to Stahl's.  Home about 8:00.  Howard took me to Goodlings.
Mon., May 13, 1935 - Windy and chilly.  Earl was sick this p.m.  Rained tonite.  Bess and Dorothea were going to have a party tonite.  I was going with Irene and Helen.  Rained too much to go.
Tues., May 14, 1935 - Cloudy all day.  Earl absent.  Howard and Herbert finished their booklet.

I looked up the rules to High Five, also known as Cinch and it sounds like fun.  It's a trick-taking game with the 5 of the trump suit and the 5 of the same color having the highest value.  Winning bidder picks the trump suit.  If trump is led, you have to play trump if you can.  But if any other suit is played, you can follow suit if you want, but do not have to and can play any suit you wish.  Also, it's possible for the winning bidder's team to make their bid, but still not get the most points from the round.  There are fairly high penalties for not making your bid.

Maybe we should try it out sometime at a family gathering.  I'll put the rules in my purse right now.

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

More High Five

Thurs., May 9, 1935 - Warm today.  Mrs. Davis visited a half an hour this p.m.  Went to Irene and Helen's party with Ella M.  High Five played and Nuss got the prize.
Fri., May 10, 1935 - Warm again.  Mrs. Goodling took me to town about 6:00.  Went to lodge tonite.  Irene and Helen brought me up the hill.
Sat., May 11, 1935 - Rained this morning.  Went to Norfolk tonite with Howard, Helen, Irene and Raymond.  After shopping we saw James Cagney in "G-Men".

I went through a biography phase during college and James Cagney's was one that I read.  I can't remember specific details at the moment, but I came away thinking he was a pretty neat guy with a neat life story.

Here's what wikipedia has to say about G Men:

     G Men is a 1935 Warner Bros. crime film starring James Cagney, Ann Dvorak, and Margaret Lindsay, and presenting Lloyd Nolan's film debut. According to Variety, the movie was one of the top-grossing films of 1935.  G Men was made as part of a deliberate attempt by the Warners to counteract what many conservative political and business leaders claimed was a disturbing trend of glorifying criminals in the early 1930s gangster film genre. Although the gangster films were typically presented as moral indictments of organized crime where the criminal protagonist inevitably died, they nevertheless depicted a life of freedom, power and luxury enjoyed by gangsters in the midst of a real-life economic crisis. Foremost of these films were Little Caesar, the original Scarface, and perhaps the most memorable, The Public Enemy, in which Cagney portrayed street tough Tom Powers, the role that catapulted him to stardom. What was deemed most objectionable about these films was that law enforcement was typically portrayed as either impotent in the face of crime, or, as with Public Enemy, akin to a derelict and largely absentee father shirking his duty. Based on this interpretation, G Men supplanted the criminal protagonist with the heroic federal police officer.

     Most prints of this film include a brief prologue added at the beginning for the 1949 re-release (on the FBI's 25th anniversary). This scene depicts a senior agent (played by David Brian) introducing a screening of the film to a group of FBI recruits so that they may learn about the Bureau's history.

     Plot:  One year after graduation, New York City lawyer James "Brick" Davis (James Cagney) has no clients because he refuses to compromise with his ideals and integrity. His friend Eddie Buchanan (Regis Toomey) tries to recruit him as a federal agent or "G Man" (government man), but Davis is unsure. However, when Buchanan is killed while trying to arrest a gangster, Davis changes his mind, determined to bring the killer to justice. He bids farewell to his mentor, "Mac" MacKay (William Harrigan), a mob boss who financed his education to keep Davis on the right side of the law. He bids farewell to Jean Morgan (Ann Dvorak), the star of MacKay's nightclub who has feelings for Davis.
Davis travels to Washington, D.C. to begin his training. A mutual dislike forms immediately between him and his instructor, Jeff McCord (Robert Armstrong) which eventually subsides as time passes, but not before McCord openly mocks and derides Davis' attempts at training -something the Tom Powers Cagney would have never stood for. The scenes give Cagney's Davis a maturity seldom seen before in his roles, while portraying Armstrong as a bully and excessively childish. In addition, Davis is attracted to McCord's sister Kay (Margaret Lindsay) which strengthens his determination to remain passive despite McCord's efforts to rile him.

     Meanwhile, MacKay retires and buys a resort lodge out in the woods of Wisconsin. His men, free of his restraint, embark on a crime spree. Hamstrung by existing laws (federal agents have to get local warrants and are not even allowed to carry guns), the head of the G-Men pleads for new laws to empower his beleaguered men. They are enacted with great speed.

     Davis identifies one of the perpetrators, Danny Leggett (Edward Pawley), by his superstition of always wearing a gardenia. Not having completed his training, he can only give agent Hugh Farrell (Lloyd Nolan) tips on Leggett's habits. Farrell tracks down and arrests his quarry, but he and some of his men are gunned down, and Leggett escapes.

     McCord is put in charge of the manhunt and given his choice of five agents. He picks Davis, a decision that later pays dividends when Jean is brought in for questioning, Davis learns she is now married to Collins (Barton MacLane), one of the crooks. She inadvertently lets slip that the gang is hiding out at MacKay's lodge (against MacKay's will). In the ensuing wild shootout, Davis kills MacKay, who was being used as a human shield. Before he dies, MacKay forgives his distraught friend. Davis then tries to resign from the department but McCord talks him out of it by reminding him that McKay's death wasn't his fault and asks him to stay on.

     Only Collins gets away. McCord and Davis go to Jean's apartment to warn her. Jean is not there, but Collins is, and shoots at them. Davis pushes McCord out of the way and takes a bullet meant for him. Collins gets away. Davis ends up in the hospital (where Kay is a nurse) for his shoulder wound. Collins kidnaps Kay to use as a hostage. Jean finds out where he is hiding and telephones Davis, only to be shot by her husband. Davis bolts from his hospital bed, has some final words for the dying Jean, sneaks inside the garage and rescues Kay. Collins is shot to death by McCord as he tries to drive away. Kay escorts the still-bandaged Davis back to the hospital, vowing to "handle your case personally."

I barely kept up there with all the shooting and dying and romancing and such, but it does sound like a good film.

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

An invitation

Mon., May 6, 1935 - None of 8th grade to school today.  I don't suppose they'll come any more.  Warm and sunshiny.  Wrote some chain letters after school.  Gave quarterly tests all day.
Tues., May 7, 1935 - Nice day.  Finished chain letters tonite.  Got an invitation to party from Gladys R. for tonite.  Went to party with Helen and Irene.  Played High Five.  Leffler got prize.  Had good time.
Wed., May 8, 1935 - Rained a little this morning.  Clear and dry by afternoon.  Went to bed early.

I imagine Gladys R. is Gladys Reichert.  I wish I had known her as something other than a teacher . . . or have I mentioned that before?  I recall being a bit intimidated by her, but always felt she was a good teacher.

Wholly unrelated, but on May 8, 1935 while Grandma was recovering from High Five the night before, Amelia Earhart flew nonstop from Mexico City to Newark, New Jersey in a record 14 hours, 22 minutes and 50 seconds, the first pilot to fly that route without stopping along the way.

Monday, July 3, 2017

A treasure hunt and a movie

Fri., May 3, 1935 - Cold and cloudy.  Went to party at South school in Walker's truck and Goodling's car.  Had treasure hunt and weiner roast.  To card club at Mann's tonite.  We divided the play money -- each got $3.61.
Sat., May 4, 1935 - Got 8th exam grades today.  The four 8th graders passed.  Slept late.  Irene, Helen, Howard and I went to Norfolk.  I exchanged the sweater I got last Sat. for one that will fit.  Howard and I went to the Granada and saw "Society Doctor" and another with Spencer Tracy.  I forgot the name.  Helen and I went to the New Grand.
Sun., May 5, 1935 - Warm and sunshiny.  Fixed clothes most all p.m.  Ray and Willie came in this eve.  We discussed chain letters.  Howard brought me to Goodlings.

Interesting.  One site had only a one sentence plot summary for Society Doctor, and another had this novella (from

     At the Metropolitan Hospital, where Horace Waverly (Raymond Walburn) is Physician Superintendent, doctors Bill Morgan (Chester Morris) and Tommy Ellis (Robert Taylor) vie for the attention of nurse Madge Wilson (Virginia Bruce). One day, Frank Snowden, son of the wealthy and influential Harris Snowden, is brought in with an acute case of appendicitis, which requires immediate surgery. Harris insists on waiting for Dr. Harvey, their family physician, to arrive and give his opinion of the matter, but Dr. Morgan performs the urgent operation after quickly securing the consent of Frank's wife. When Dr. Morgan is reprimanded by Waverly for taking Dr. Harvey's patient and is dismissed from the hospital, he angrily criticizes Waverly's and Harvey's unethical behavior, accusing both of serving only the petty whims of the rich and obstructing basic medical care for the sick and injured. One of Metropolitan's wealthiest resident patients is the chronically lonely Mrs. Crane (Billie Burke), who, after learning of the young doctor's dismissal, uses her influence to have him reinstated. Meanwhile, two reporters arrive at the hospital and wait for the impending arrival of gangster Butch McCarthy, who has been released from prison for one day to visit his hospitalized mother. The reporters try to get the story about how Waverly has kept the con's visit a secret, especially considering that police officer Harrigan, who is being treated for the gunshot wounds from Butch's gun, is on the same floor. Dr. Morgan spoils Madge and Dr. Ellis' plans for a date when a staff shortage requires him to instruct Ellis to stay at the hospital. The eager Dr. Ellis proposes marriage to Madge, but she tells him that she is in love with Dr. Morgan. Later, when Dr. Morgan learns that his reinstatement came not from his own merit as a physician, but from Mrs. Crane's doings, he decides to leave the hospital in the name of saving his self-respect. Mrs. Crane wants Dr. Morgan to be her physician, so she offers to set him up in a private practice and keep him in business by sending her rich friends to him. Seeing no other alternative, Dr. Morgan accepts the offer, but when Madge finds out about his decision and believes that he has acted out of greed, not self-respect, she spurns him and agrees to marry Dr. Ellis. Escorted by the police, Butch McCarthy is brought to the bedside of the woman who is supposedly his mother, but once his handcuffs are removed, he grabs the gun that was smuggled in by the phony patient and goes after Harrigan. After Dr. Morgan is shot by the convict while trying to stop him, Harrigan's wife succeeds in preventing her husband's murder by shooting Butch. Dr. Morgan is rushed to the operating table, where it is discovered that the nature of his bullet wound is so severe that all hope for his recovery is abandoned. However, the still-conscious Dr. Morgan pleads with Dr. Ellis to perform a method of operation that only they have studied at the hospital. Dr. Ellis agrees, and under Dr. Morgan's guidance, the risky operation begins. During the procedure, Dr. Morgan tells Madge that he had reconsidered Mrs. Crane's offer and turned it down, thus fully redeeming himself. When the operation ends successfully, Dr. Ellis insists that Dr. Morgan ask Madge to marry him, and she accepts.

Interesting poster, I must say.  Almost creepy in a way, what with all those faces up in the corner.