By the time you receive this copy, the Reunion Season will have begun and I hope good Reunion weather. No doubt, like youngsters eagerly awaiting the last day of school, so they can be free of such unimportant things as readin', writin' and 'rithmetic and spend their time on more significant projects as swimming, baseball, catching bugs and etc.; likewise the Steam Fan awaits the ending of the winter season with impatient anticipation for the summer months, when he can once again be around the Iron-Men and enjoy the companionship of his friends who share the same interest. I suppose, at times, we are all children at heart.
Had a letter from John McLemore, Silver Spring Rd., White Marsh, Md. and would like to quote in part, 'I would like to make a correction to your Soot In The Flues. In regard to the C & O engine at the Greenfield Museum, you have the right amount of wheels, but they are in the wrong place. Take two wheels from the poney truck and add them to the trailer truck and you will then have a Lima Locomotive Works masterpiece, a C & O Allegheny, 2-6-6-6'. May-June column so stands corrected! Thank you, John.
I'd like to share one of my innovations with you ladies. We have a downstairs powder room, or bathroom, whichever you choose to call it. The towel holder is rather high and of course, the children wash their hands and then always pull the towel down, make a pretense of drying them and then it usually ends on the floor. They could hang it on the door-knob , but to hang it on the floor is more their style. Consequently, every time Father or I go into the room, we have a towel to pick up so I took two towels and sewed them together, at one end, and put a jacket zipper on the other end. (It has to be a zipper of this type, as you have to put the towel over the bar and then zip it shut.) and now, that problem is solved, just as long as they don't try to play Tarzan and swing on the towel. Just thought some of you folks might have use of the same idea. Also, I'm sure many of you people have little time or labor saving tricks and perhaps you would send them on to us.
Had a cute poem sent in by F. L. (Doc) Pry, 2619 Everett, Kansas City 2, Kansas, no title, but you could think of one here goes!
Grandmother, on a winter's day, milked the cows, slopped the hogs, saddled the mule and got the children off to school!
Did a washing, mopped the floors, washed the windows and did some chores.
Cooked a dish of home-made fruit, pressed her husband's Sunday suit, swept the parlor, made the bed, baked a dozen loaves of bread.
Split some fire-wood and lugged it in, enough to fill the kitchen bin, cleaned the lamps and put in oil, stewed some apples, she thought might spoil.
Churned the butter, baked a cake, then exclaimed, 'For goodness sake, the calves have got out of the pen' and went out and chased them in again!
Gathered the eggs and closed the stable, went back to the house and set the table, cooked a supper that was delicious, and afterwards washed up the dishes.
Fed the cat and sprinkled the clothes, mended a basketful of hose, then opened the organ and began to play WHEN YOU COME TO THE END OF A PERFECT DAY!
I thought that poem was right nice, but very tiring. Whew! And that about does it for this time and I liked the way Doc Pry ended his letter-in fact I may even use it often---
STEAMCERELY YOURS, Anna Mae