Anita's Column

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Members of the WHS Class of 1971 are all turning 70 this year and reflecting on this brings us together as those in this area who can remember certain things that our children and grandchildren have never heard of.
Remember when we used to drive across the Joe Dice Swinging Bridge and if you met someone in the middle, one of you had to back up in order for the other one to get across.  I have to admit I was one of those who would sit in my car and wait for the other person to back up.  This was mainly because I was so bad at backing and I was scared that I would scrape the side of my grandmother’s ’65 Chevy.
Remember walking down the School House Hill from Warsaw High School to get a Coke from Parson’s Drug Store and sit in the back with your best friends talking about who was dating who?
Remember going to the Roxy on Saturday afternoon with your friends and then as you grew up and started dating, remember going to the Roxy on Saturday night and sitting up in the balcony with your date.  My mother told me never to sit up there because there would be couples kissing so of course I had to sit up there.
Remember when our fathers would go to Boring’s Drug Store on Sunday morning for coffee before heading to church for Sunday School and Church.  There was never a discussion about whether we would go or not if it was Sunday, we were going.
Remember going to your grandmother’s house for Sunday dinner after church.  She usually fixed fresh fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy and of course she would have baked two or three pies.  The family would gather round that table sitting on chairs, the piano bench or a box of some sort.  My hubby said he was a little scared the first time he went for Sunday dinner and he was handed a box marked dynamite to sit on.
Remember going down to the Martin Farm in Fairfield for hayrides at Halloween.  Youngsters today don’t even know where Fairfield was.  When I was still teaching, I was talking about Fairfield to a class and a student asked where it was and I replied that it was under Truman Lake and the surprised young man said, “But wasn’t Truman Lake always here?” 
Those were the days!