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Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Christmas is almost here. It is so cold outside; not a creature is stirring, not even a mouse. Caesar our young bird-dog is buried up to his liver colored dome in a heaping helping of cushy straw and a dragging blanket that he has yet to claim. Perhaps he is dreaming of a white Christmas or Big Bird. Come on now, dogs don't know about sugarplums, do they? Besides, I am saving dream of sweets for me!

The cats are hunkered down in their beds, full bellied, cozy, and getting along. The Celebrity finch family is flitting about their green and white wire castle catching a glimpse of sunshine and singing there happy chirp and cheep songs. No peeping Toms block their views through the window today! No call for panic!

Fact of the matter is; we are all happy around here. It pays to keep on the sunny side, even when the boss is at work ringing up holiday sales and spreading good cheer elsewhere. We, joyfully, keep the home fires burning until Paul Baby's safe return.

I am looking for a peanut butter fudge recipe. If you do have one to share, could you email a copy of your favorite to me? Also, I am in need of a clear picture(s) or copies of the front view of G.C. Murphy Co., taken during its heyday, facts and faces, a plus. I have a clear picture of the store, inside and out inside, stored in my head: window dressings inventory, salesladies and bosses, but not on paper.

Thanks to my mother's sisters, the late Bonnie Siner Emmert and Thelma Crouse, this writer has pictures of

Woolworth and other local businesses, but not the place that I seek.

I can almost taste the little squares of peanut butter fudge, chocolate drops and lollipops, orange slices and candy corn etc., that Mom purchased from the friendly ladies standing behind that well - stocked candy counter, beyond those plate glass windows. Oh, to go back to visit that time and place again would be grand!

I loved to weigh my frail frame and try on rack dresses and Mary Janes. They carried comic books, school supplies, and toys galore. We spent our allowance almost as soon as we hit the door. Mom shopped until she almost dropped, but never spent much. She bought bright oil- cloth off of a bolt, mousetraps, window blinds cut to size and green work pants for Dad, Toni and Lilts and Bobbie pins, cards aplenty. It was her Macy's and Walmart; the store with the heavy doors provided her needs. Her outlet from a hectic routine, for a little while, was hers to explore and more. She loved to chat with old friends that happened by. Sometimes the picture booth caught her eye. She put a coin in the slot and we all said, "CHEESE" and then laughed at the sour- pusses in the strip of pictures.

Geneva Lynch walked two miles, in mid-heels to get there and never complained. The local stores suited her fine.

Inclement weather didn't stop her; it was her game and we siblings the same.

The restroom wasn't so great, but early on I learned how to hold the old door and my nose. I knew how to call for help and cry. Sometimes I ignored the irate storeroom clerks complaints and turned the other cheek.

Well, my friends that old clock on the wall is telling me to start dinner. Its time to reheat the leftovers. "Waste not-want not," chicken and noodles again, why not?

Think positive, smile, and be happy! Merry Christmas to all and have a Happy New Year.

I can be reached at 446-4852 or drop me a line to 613 North Elm St., Brazil, IN., 47834 or by email at pmlsartor@aol.com.