Dairyland Driftings


| January/February 1964


This October's bright blue weather exceeds any said month I can recall and that thinking is backed by many a resident, even older than I. Saw Alice still picking tomatoes on the 25th; to date no killing frost, and we are grateful for another ample harvest.

A colored boy was working in the garden when the Parson happened along. 'Nice garden you and the Lord have.' 'Yes Suh, but you all should see'd it last yeah when he had it alone.'

Managed to persuade a reliable man to 'jerk our jerseys' to permit us to take in the Mt. Pleasant and Mable-Hesper shows. Winding our way thru the hills of southwestern Wisconsin, GEORGE CHRISTIAN pipes up from the back seat, 'These people must be gonna move'. I says, 'What makes you say that?' 'Well, they got the land all rolled up'. In a short distance he added 'If thses roads were any crookeder Alice would need two steering wheels'. In less than 12 hours from the time we left home we were setting up George's tent. We found pretty much the same nabers as in previous years. There were D U R W A R D STEINMETZs from La-Farge, DALE McCLAINs from Lock-ridge, Ia., the ART HUYSERs from Sully, and the HUDACHEKS from West Liberty, BUD WAGNER'S 'housekeeping bus' normally parked under that big elm tree next to the railroad tracks was not there, neither was the elm tree. Observing the stump; it had been a shaky place to park at any time. Glancing to the south, in the midst of numerous trailers and tents was Bud's 'Wagon' and still adjancent to it was ED VOGAL's green tarp' from Buhl, Idaho.

Sleeping in basements too is a common thing during Old Threshers, and thusly we again shared with the OLIVER RHEAs from Meadville, Pa., the hospitality of the WM. SATER residence, OLIVER RHEA and MORGAN HILL (of Pa.) hit for the grounds at 'crack of dawn' but Mrs. Rhea rode over with us a bit later. All proceeded without incident; the first two days that is. Come Friday morning Mrs. Rhea was having a commotion in the far end of the basement. Alice says, 'You up already?' 'Yes I think I should be going home.' 'How come?' 'Well, I lost my dentures and blamed if I can find them; they been bothering lately and I'd take them out occasionally', then added, I'm in no mood to go over there today.' One can readily realize such a predicament on a pleasure trip. Rather reluctantly she u p p e d the stairs with us and in passing thru the kitchen, there were her dentures in a dish on the sink. Just goes to prove fairies really are.

Speaking of sleeping in basements, BOB McLAREN was telling, over in that house where he stays there must be close to a dozen fellows and lucky the guy that goes to sleep first, if at all. Says he's been staying there several years and the landlady is just like one in the family, except until when it comes to paying up. Bet they'll all be back there again come '64.

Sad indeed was the news that RAY ERNST had gotten hurt loading exhibits two days prior to the reunion. Certainly our prayers are for his recovery.






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