How swiftly the time goes by – we are moving quickly along to
the latter part of 1969 – Christmas is already in sight and here is
the Nov-Dec issue which is the last one for this year. Where, oh
where does the time go?
School is now in the second week and how the supper hour is a
buzzing with details of this teacher and that one, this subjects
and that sport, so many accounts of all activities my head is
spinning And our little one, Tommie, has entered Kindergarten so
I’m sure he’ll straighten things out for the teachers. He
wasn’t so happy about getting on the bus the first morning and
leaving, but has adapted quite well and now looks forward to
it.
I’m never too happy to see school start each fall and yet I
wouldn’t want it otherwise for it is a part in the progress of
their lives. This year though, even though they all started out the
same day, it wasn’t so lonely as Dana, Bob and baby Ryan are
staying with us since they were evacuated from their apartment by
an explosion and fire. It seems there is a mysterious flow of
refined gasoline running beneath the properties where they resided
and as of yet, they haven’t determined the cause or the cure.
So, after I put Tommy on the school bus I could come back home and
play with that delightful little grandson. He’s a little doll
and so interesting.
Mr. and Mrs. R. S. Rodgers of Antique Acres, Cheraw, South
Carolina have a project and they need your help. It seems they have
twenty-two acres of flowers and they would like to have visitors
stop – but they say the men won’t some by too often. They also
have a lot of antiques and are building a museum and would
appreciate suggestions on how to combine the two. I would think
that would be quite an experience to witness so many flowers. You
wouldn’t think they would have much of a problem getting
visitors, would you? But, I suppose it is like anything else, it
will take a great deal of advertising and time until it gets known.
If you have any further suggestions, let them know about it –
I’M sure they would be happy for your ideas.
A letter from Lewis H. Cline of 1102 West River Road, Battle
Creek, Mich. 49017. Lewis is one of our avid contributors and we
appreciate his writings.
‘I noticed Page 19, Album Sept-Oct. ’68 you say what
this country needs is a good five cent cigar. Will Rogers, comedian
back in the 20’s and 30’s before he and Wiley Post were
killed in an aeroplane accident said: ‘There are lot’s of
good five cent cigars, the only trouble is, they want about 25
cents for them’.
And on page 45 there is a picture of a windmill. This is an
Althouse-Wheeler and was made at Waupun, Wisconsin. As you will
notice, they had no tail, and normally when running, the wheel was
on the downwind side of the tower . The wheel was made in six
sections, jointed so the outer part presented slightly more surface
to the wind than the inner, the counter-weight holding the wheel so
that it presented a flat surface to the wind until it reached a
pressure which would be dangerous and would result in racing. When
this happened the wheel would start to fold up as pictured,
slipping the wind, and very effectively controlling it’s speed.
By means of the throw out wire they could be put out of gear, the
six sections now folded, each parallel to the shaft, making a
minimum of wind resistance, and of course no power to be developed
at this time.
They were made in two models, and the company used the name
‘Cyclone Proof’ in their advertising. The governing system
worked very well, and the counter-weight could be set in or out for
what ever speed was desired. A nice picture of a very nicely
restored windmill. We had a Perkins, Made at Mishawaka, Ind. when I
was a kid, of course that used a tail and had a ten foot wooden
wheel.’
As I mentioned above, we are heading towards the end of the year
and the beginning of a new one and I want to take this opportunity
to thank all you folks who write in and send pictures -without your
efforts the magazine could not exist. Keep them coming and do have
a Happy Holiday Season – May God be with You and Yours!
