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a. Note:   Note From Arv, on the Armistice being signed:
  We had no radios or Tvs so we relied on the Extras's (Extree). I was 6 - it happen just like this (an article about Grandmother sounding the Gong) at our hose - my grandmother and Aunt Etta lived just down the street. My mother was airing out the house -- it was Saturday - November 11th, 1918. My grandmother and Aunt Etta - had aprons...flying around - neighbors joined a real parade. I was only 6 years old and wishing she would close the door.
  Letter to Arv, dated June 18, 1992
  Dear Arvilla:
  Happy Birthday on the 20th, I think. I think it is a month before mine. We never did exchange cards.
  We go back a long way from diapers to gray hair. I have so many memories over the years.
  going to the lake with your family for a few days and trying to swim like the Rawn kids. I could dog paddle and swim on my back but never did master the crawl.
  Walking up town to go skating, which was four miles. The kids now-a-days wouldn't walk to skate even four blocks. They ride bikes or drive cars. Remember when we used to stop at the railroad tracks and go behind the billboard there if we had to relieve ourselves. Now there are all stores there.
  I saw my first dead person with you when one of your priests died and I went to the funeral with you. I had nightmares for days after.
  Remember eating fresh bread hot out of the oven with lots of butter and brown sugar. Eating Hershey bars and cheese crackers that I had charged at Boya's Store. We would go to the library, read and eat. We talked too much sometimes and were asked to leave.
  Skating at the East End Curling and Skating Club to the music of Daddy Langs Band. He was our Science teacher also. We had crushes on a couple of guys from the Uptown Club and always wished they would skate with us.
  Going to visit June where her husband ran a tavern. We always thought Earl was an old man. My mother thought it was terrible when I went to visit June so lots of times I didn't tell her.
  Remember the Music Hall in East End. My folks used to play cards there when it was known as the Oddfellow Temple. We had so many other places to dance in those days, Onaway Club, Moose, Vassa Hall etc. How I loved to dance and now am lucky I can still walk.
  Catching rides on the sleighs in the winter time. The boys pulling the trolley on the street cars and the motorman would have to get out and put the trolley back on the track. Five cents to ride the street car and ten cents for the theatre.
  Remember Peabody's Ferry to Wisconsin Point. That too was five cents in those days.
  I remember one Halloween when a group of boys put one of my dad's wagons on top of the Music Hall building. They must have taken it all apart and then reassembled it when they got it up on the roof.. Still can't figure out how they did it. We found out my brother was in with that bunch of boys. My dad made them all come and take it down.
  I remember losing the skin on my tongue on the iron fence around the Nelson Dewey. We all just had to put our tongues on that fence in the winter. We all made slides under the fence and ran in school for a mouthful of water from the fountain and then outside to ice up our individual slide.
  The boys would dip the braids or long hair of the girls in the inkwells. Going outside to clap the chalk off the erasers. We all wanted that job so we could be outside. They had monitors for all sorts of jobs. You went to Catholic School so you have different memories.
  Most of the streets had deep ditches and we all, at one time or another, fell in while trying to jump across. In the Spring it was especially bad as we all wore long underwear and long black stockings, when you fell in you were really a mess. On Sundays we got to wear white stockings.
  Do you remember the Chinese Laundry next to my Dad's Coal Office? We used to stand in front of his door and say "Chinky, Chinky Chinaman" and he would come out with a big wooden spoon and chase us away. That was when he first opened. We became good friend to him and he gave us tea, nuts and candy that he received from his Homeland.
  Peeking under the swinging doors on the tavern on the corner of 5th and your Avenue.
  In High School, we had skip day and would form a snake line by hanging on each others hands and snake our way through the stores and taverns in East End. I'm sure all the merchants hated to see us coming.
  ========================================== Reported by Arvilla to Steve Conroy on October 1, 1998:
  "We had a cabin at Dowling Lake, and my Aunt Etta had one right next door. The Clarks had theirs first. As soon as school was out, we were off and didn't come home until school started. No church, fun, fun. Grandma was there."
  "I have so many wonderful memories of you (Steve) since you moved to St. Paul. You were at my house in Bald Eagle when your folks were on their way home from your dad's time in the service. Julie was still on Adak. Always marvelled at all of mother's son-in-laws and sons in the service. Vern was in the Veteran's Hospital in St. Paul, your dad was taking a train from St. Paul to his station. He went to visit Vern with me on Sunday night. We missed the street car and, wish you could have seen your Dad and me flagging a ride or he would have missed his train. Your dad and I liked geographic news and had good times. Remember when you and Marge were dating."
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