My Aunt Norma's Wedding Day. I miss her sweet smile and loving heart.
I recently ordered a book about Gem County Historic Moments, News & Photos. There are many stories of Emmett History from 1893 to 2010 to delight and entertain you.
Our family was pleasantly surprised to see our Uncle Charles as one of the people featured on the cover of this wonderful book.
With your permission, I am going to share a few bits and pieces ripped from the headlines of that busy metropolis, Emmett, Idaho.
"A young lady rid herself of an objectionable suitor by throwing him into an irrigation ditch."
"A Team Driven by an inebriated gentleman became unmanageable and ran off the freeze out grate one day this week. No damage was done, but the scare came near to sobering up the driver."
"A suit against Nath Lick for flooding the road brought by road supervisor Carpenter was dismissed on motion of the plaintiff. The water on the road evidently came from a gopher hole."
" The fellow who left his pen knife sticking in that watermelon in Mrs. Christiansen's patch on Thursday night can have the same by calling to Billie Anderson. Billie knows the knife and he says that maybe the owner will need it to pick out the shot out of his legs."
"About 3,000,000 cubic feet of "perfume" was allowed to waste its strongness on the desert air" on Main Street Tuesday. The cause was a trapper's wagon bearing the small defunct carcass of a pole cat and the effect was to make the average citizen hold his breath-and his nose-until the show passed."
"Pay Subscriptions: A far-seeing publisher appeals to his subscribers in this unique way. "If you have a frequent headache and fainting spells accompanied by chills, chilblains and jaundice, it is a sign that you are not well and liable to die any moment. Pay your subscription one year in advance and thus make yourself solid for a good obituary notice."
"A good bath either hot or cold would not be bad for you to take before attending the Christmas dance."
"Willie wailed and Winnie wheezed while wintry winds whined weirdly:
"Willie Wiggled while Winnie wheezed wretchedly.
Wisdom Whispers, winter winds work wheezes.
Wherefore we write, "Use Kennedy's Laxative Cough Syrup"
Nothing else so good. Sold by B.B.Davis"
"An Emmett family has a hen that every day lays an egg on the kitchen table. She stands patiently at the door until it is opened, flies up on the table and makes a deposit."
Emmett Idaho is a beautiful place. Our mother talks about growing up there and working in the orchards as a child. A small town that grew massive crops of peaches, cherries, apples, watermelon and other fruits and vegetables.
Our Uncle Charles was a very handsome and appealing young man in 1952. He boxed under the name, Chuck Berry and was described in the book as a young Emmett boxer who "looked good" in winning his third fight with a K.O. at Boise.
I think that true love won out when our Aunt Betty Jean captured his heart and put any thought of a boxing career aside in favor of being a family man. They stayed married for over 50 years until his passing a few years ago.
I love small town histories. The ties that bind always start in a close community setting. Children who grew up working on a farm or ranch learned early that everyone was needed to keep a family afloat.
Hard work was expected and necessary. We didn't lose our childhood with all that responsibility but gained a work ethic that has stayed with many of us all of our adult lives.
I went to the grocery store a month or so ago and one of the clerks was saying that there wasn't enough for the young kids of Independence to do. What! They have parks, movie theaters, shops, bowling alleys, museums and countless opportunities for community recreation.
What wasn't said, is that our youth doesn't have enough work to do. Sure, the average city kid doesn't have irrigating to do or cows to herd. They wouldn't be caught dead cleaning out a horse stall or weeding a bean field.
How can anyone of a certain age make their way in this world if they never learn the value of a lesson learned by trial and error? To win something on their own merit, not because "everyone" is a winner.
We want to give our children everything that we never had, but somehow we have forgotten that all that we achieved was mixed with more than a few tears of disappointment, failure and mistakes in judgement.
It is essential to our character building to have a little salt mixed with the sugar of our lives. Each provides a certain balance to keep us centered on the business of living an honorable and ambitious life.
I hate to have my grandchildren cry. And I find myself spoiling them more than I should. I know that skinned knees, a firm no and a few reminders on their backsides can keep them centered on the rules of life and help them to keep safe and happy.
I hope that you have enjoyed some of the little excerpts that I have shared. Please feel free to share some of your own hometown memories.