Romance never goes out of style
As usual, I'm a dollar short and a day late. Valentine's Day has come and gone so I missed a chance to write about all that romantic stuff. Oh well, romance never goes out of style.
Do school classes still have Valentine mail boxes? That was a very big day in our little country school. We made our own and were supposed to give to everyone whether we liked them or not.
Then there was the box supper. Every lady procured a shoe box and decorated it, trying to have the prettiest one there for the auctioneer to sell. Usually they contained fried chicken, pie, or cake, and other goodies. The men either bid on the prettiest one or if they could guess, the one brought by the best cook. The mothers always fixed boxes for their daughters. I remember suffering when I had to share my box with a man old enough to be my father or grandfather.
Recently I read in the Salina paper that a man had climbed a water tower there and was painting a phrase on the tower. The police tried to get him to come down and he said he would when he finished painting. They couldn't very well shoot him down, so they waited and arrested him when he landed.
Case and Son Insurance agency just celebrated their 135th anniversary. I think they are just three years older than Hannaford Title Company, so they have been through a lot during the last many years.
I knew the older Mr. Alex E. Case. He lived in a big, wonderful stone mansion on the hill. Then there was Rosse, a jolly friend of my father's; Alex H., business leader; then Rosse, Alex, and Casey. The older Rosse and Emma had two daughters, Clarice, a dear friend of mine, and Corrine Noll, social leader of Florence. My best wishes to such a long lived and remarkable business.
— NORMA HANNAFORD
