About Our Town

By Mark Swartzendruber
Posted 3/25/99

Just about the time you think it’s spring, more snow comes along. Anyway, the days are getting longer which we are grateful for.

Today it takes more brains and effort to make out the income tax …

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Just about the time you think it’s spring, more snow comes along. Anyway, the days are getting longer which we are grateful for.

Today it takes more brains and effort to make out the income tax form than it does to make the income.

I saw Gunther Christianson from Wellman at the B-4 Building at the big garage sale held there last Saturday morning. I hadn’t seen him for a while and he said he reads these lines in Wellman.

The picture this week is one Tom Davis sent me of the Iowa team. Their 20-10 season was pretty good. They played some good ball and gave the Iowa fans some good games.

I think the picture was taken before Jess Settles and Sam Oakey got the OK to play.

When we were kids, ten cents was big spending money. How dimes have changed.

Hymns and Haws

Dentist’s hymn: “Crown Him With Many Crowns”

Contractor’s hymn: “The Church’s One Foundation”

Baker’s hymn: “I Need Thee Every Hour”

Weather forecaster’s hymn: “There Shall Be Showers of Blessing”

Optometrist’s hymn: “Open My Eyes That I Might See”

Tailor’s hymn: “Holy! Holy! Holy!”

IRS’s hymn: “All to Thee”

Shopper’s hymn: “By and By”

(Contributed to Guideposts, August, 1996, issue by Nicholas Vogelzang, Aurora, Colorado, and Albert J. Schwalm, Houston, Texas)

Claude Miller gave me a little more detailed account on the story of Harley Miller.

Abe Kauffman’s mother was the oldest grandchild of John C. Miller and was married to Henry Kauffman. They had five children when Henry died. Harley was the youngest and he and Anna were adopted by Benj. J.Miller. The other three were raised by Mrs. Kauffman. I hope I have this right.

I read in “The Press Citizen” where our friend Howard Webb died in the last part of February. He worked at Yoders, Inc. for years as plant foreman. He lived in Ladora, Iowa.

Scott Swartzendruber, Lowell Brenneman, Mr. and Mrs. Mike Springer, Mr. and Mrs. Louis Gugel and my wife and I were dinner guests of the Harley Nislys’ Tuesday, March 16. A nice good meal was served.

The Word for the Week is Kamikaze. It means a wildly reckless person such as – “The bus driver was a highway kamikaze.” It also means a Japanese fighter pilot who deliberately crashed his plane into the enemy during World War II. In Japanese, “kami” means “god” and “kaze” means “wind”.

Well, my hope and guess is that you do not care to be a kamikaze.