SOOT IN THE FLUES

By Anna Mae
Published on May 1, 1960
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I could begin by elaborating on the beauties of nature and
especially how pretty the snow is — but I’m afraid to mention
much about that white stuff right now — I might be snowballed
right out of the picture. To sit and think of the advantages and
the beauty of it doesn’t help much after having it around this
long. In other words — it’s nice now and then (and not too
much of it) but its s’ now fun now when everyone is anxiously
waiting the spring time, but why worry — March 22nd is the first
day of Spring so that takes care of that.

Isn’t it something, though, how most of we folks are so
eager for something, but then when we get it, it isn’t too long
until we’re impatient with what we had longed for and already
eagerly looking forward to something else. That’s one thing I
love about living where there are four seasons, for I love them all
and you can always be looking forward to something. I don’t
think I’d appreciate living where the weather remains the same
constantly. — And for not going to talk about the weather, I did
pretty good on the subject!

Want to send best wishes to John J. Holp of Route 1, Lewisbury,
Ohio, who had been in a train wreck and suffered back injuries. We
understand John is on the mend, which is something to be real happy
about.

Had a nice letter from Frank Svanda, 2414 Geneva St., Racine,
Wisconsin, and in it he tells of a sad experience, quote: ‘Was
going to write about two months ago but was in no condition to
write anything fit to read after I found out what some young punks
had done to my pet, a 27 year old Case tractor. I was foolish
enough to leave it out on the farm for them to use. They filled it
with water and then left it to freeze so that’s the end of my
pet, as I can’t afford to pay somebody to keep a tractor for me
that they can’t use for keeping. Repairs are out of the
question too, and I can’t keep it here in town either.
Sometimes I read in the ALBUM about preserving the old machinery
for posterity here. There is not much chance of doing that. Most of
the young and some of the older people have only one interest in
things like that and that is to see how fast they can smash
everything for scrap.’

This type of incident is sad to anyone who feels as most ALBUM
readers do towards old machinery, but I’m convinced it’s
only a small percentage of folks who do feel destructive. With all
the mail I get (and it is increasing steadily) there is an ever
growing interest in this hobby.

Sad news from England tells us that J. H. Shackle of Millbrook
House, Castle Cary, Somerset, has passed through the door to the
great beyond. He had a fall and broke his hip bone and went into
the hospital and on Jan. 28 died of coronary thrombosis. He was 84
years, and an avid subscriber of the ALBUM which his daughter tells
us brought him much pleasure.

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