October 18, 1987
A woman from Indianola wrote asking if I remembered Emil Larson who worked for us around 1916. I do very well, as he was the country butter buyer at our store. Wynona Vincent Baker told me her grandmother, Angela Hosplehorn, who lived near Belinda, brought butter, eggs and chickens to our store each Saturday, and Emil Larson took care of her trading. When she moved to Chariton she lived first house north of the library. A whole chapter of a book could be written about buying country butter, as the stories are legion. If I did write about it, I would want to die fifteen minutes after the book came out because I would be dead anyway.
Our ride -
Dunshee, Prior and myself left here at 2 p.m. in my car and arrived back at 6:10. Using all the back roads we could, we worked toward Lucas to see if we could see a blue heron. No luck. Went up to Fry Hill Cemetery and then headed north to a final point several miles northwest of Melcher. Our Sara Palmer and Jack had a vase of bittersweet at church that was domesticated. Several of us discussed how it differed from wild bittersweet. We got some on our ride and compared the two. The wild is a true vine and domesticated is a shrub and not as deep an orange in color.
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