September • 2011 • NEWSLETTER

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It’s back to school time! Got your No. 2 pencil and spiral notebooks? How about your Artgum eraser and brown paper book covers? Oh, right, we’re all working stiffs or retirees with only “old-school” memories.

With September’s arrival, I just can’t help reminiscing about those days of shopping for school supplies, getting reacquainted with classmates, the smell of chalk and old books, and lifting your desktop to see what might have been left underneath by the last “tenant.”

Hope you enjoy your latest homework assignment, which is to enjoy the trip to the past afforded by this latest edition of our Reminisce newsletter. As always, consider passing it along to a friend or family member who may occasionally enjoy living in the past.

—John Burlingham at Reminisce

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In this issue:

• Even Goats Came to the Old Schoolhouse
• Picture From the Past
• Stirring Up Memories
• Over the Back Fence
• Time Capsule Trivia
• A Thought to Remember

Even Goats Came to the Old Schoolhouse

By Leland H. Schmitz
Rosamond, Illinois

I attended an old one-room country school in the late 1930s and 1940s. First through eighth grades were taught by one teacher, but the number of children in all grades seldom exceeded 15 to 18 combined. Grade size was hardly ever more than three.

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Picture From the Past

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Back in the early 1940s, when corn was "as high as an elephant's eye," we boys pictured here (I'm fourth from the left in the third row) were all set to go from our small hometown of Jasper in southern Indiana to Kentland, where a hybrid seed corn had been developed, in the northern part of the state. Our job was to detassel the corn so it wouldn't pollinate itself. It assured that the corn would produce a superior seed.

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Stirring Up Memories

Turkey Apple Salad Wraps

Six siblings and I attended a little two-room school in the days when there weren’t any school lunches. Every day, Father gave my older brother $1 to buy our lunches at a small store nearby.

A dollar doesn’t sound like much, but it would buy enough to feed six of us: a loaf of bread, six sodas and a pound of bologna in natural casing. The aroma of that deliciously fresh bologna still lingers with me.

—Alwilda Cash, Festus, Missouri

Need some lunch ideas? Here’s an easy recipe from our friends at Taste of Home for a yummy wrap that you can take along with you.

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Over the Back Fence

(Amusing morsels and bits of wisdom overheard and read here and there.)

Joe Murphy of Fenwick Island, Delaware shares this poem called “The Old Home Place.”

The old home place is waiting
Just a little way from town,
And my memories still call back
To the hallowed ground.

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Time Capsule Trivia

We had fun thinking up new titles for some familiar old songs. Can you guess the real titles? Click here for the quiz.

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A Thought to Remember

People, like pins, are useless when they lose their heads.

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