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NEWSLETTER ARCHIVEDecember 2020
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Pictures from the April 2019 newsletter
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Pictures from our August 2018 newsletter
Easter Paschal Candle holder from the church that burned in April 1959. It recently "came home" thanks to Margo Cook-Sullivan (daughter of Dr. Bruno Cook). It's featured in the April 2018 newsletter.
Here's the text from Peter Andrews' advertisement that was featured in the February 2018 newsletter.
A young man who was engaged to a young lady wished to buy her something for a valentine remembrance. Not being able to decide for himself, he went with his sister shopping. She purchased for herself a pair of drawers and for his lady friend a pair of gloves. By mistake the parcels were exchanged in delivery; the drawers instead of the gloves being sent to the girl with the following note:
Dear Hattie: I hope you will accept this token instead of a foolish valentine. Oh how I wish no other hand but mine would touch them after you put them on, but I know dearest that such a wish is in vain. Hundred of others may touch them when I am away, and other eyes than mine may see them on you. I bought the smallest size I could get and if they are too large, let them wrinkle down a little. Always wear them when we are together as I want to see how they fit. Sister says she has to clean hers every month because many of the fellows have soiled hands, but you can clean them with benzine, if you leave them on to dry, I hope they are not to [sic] small, and you must be careful not to get them wet. Blow into them before putting on. |
