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Mary (Mast) Pier of Mast Furniture, Greentown, came to visit us at our home. She wrote about memories of the Midget Buffet on North Main Street. It opened in 1934 at 307 N. Main St., next to Guarantee Cafe. Charles Mikels was listed as the manager. The manager in 1945 was Robert Terrell, and in 1948-49 Noel Cooprider and Charles Bischoff were the owners.

Have you ever attempted to use your automobile as a truck? Don't! We've done this twice. Never again.

Long ago and far away, back in 1939, the Kokomo Wildkats had an awesome football team. They were 9 wins, 0 losses. Statistically, the Kats scored 289 points to their opposition's 19. The coach was Tubby Trobaugh.

From out of the past and into the future. We met Mr. and Mrs Robert Gerhart at the Kokomo High School 1954 class reunion this year, and they gave me this picture. It was taken at the Continental Steel. Could your father, grandfather, or even you be in this picture?

Away from the future and back to the past. We were sharing memories with Jack McMain at the Breakfast House, and he gave us this picture. It is the Selwyn McMannis Grocery, 1445 S. Home Ave. His family lived above the grocery from 1945-1952. The second picture is of the Coffee Pot, owned by Carl and his wife Florence Eades. It was at 1411 S. Home Ave.

Some two dozen songs have included the word Kokomo. Some are about Kokomo, Indiana. The best known by that name was sung by Betty Grable and Dan Dailey in the 1947 movie, "Mother Wore Tights." The song was "Kokomo, Indiana."

What a weekend we had Aug. 7th and 8th.

With the opening on another school year, it's unbelievable how costly education has become. No wonder there are numerous requests to help people provide school supplies. Parents need all the financial help they receive.

From out of the past and into the future, here is a picture of good-looking guys. Do any of you young and foolish girls remember them? Was the year 1952 or 1953?

It is so much fun to go back into our childhood. I remember not having anything to do, but it didn't take me long to find something. When you have six girls in your family, and you are on the high school bus and an ambulance goes by. Everyone teased, "It is probably another Richards baby."

Twice within the last month, we've had visitors who have made interesting remarks about our home.

From out of the past and into the future. Can you remember your favorite cowboy? Was it Hoppy, Gene, or Roy? Back in the mid-1940s, our favorite movie theater was the Fox. It was on West Mulberry Street in Kokomo.

Well, here we are again. We hope everyone is enjoying summer. It makes us think of Florida, where we played shuffleboard, boccie, and ping pong all year long. And we bowled. I would love to see the park department, or anyone interested, find an area to put a shuffleboard or boccie court in Kokomo. The senior citizens would enjoy it. I think even the younger folks would.

Fred Jenkins is well known for his dry wit and quiet humor. He's a monologist with a small-town flavor, which he once more exhibited at the recent Tales and Tributes dinner. Sponsored by the Greentown Historical Society, which is celebrating its 10th anniversary, patrons and Greentowners gathered together at Jerrome Christian Church to socialize and review their 10 years of progress.

We're being bombarded constantly by the media with the need to spend less money. A few years ago my brother declared we'd be wealthy if we lived as our parents did. When comparing "the good old days" with life in 2009, there is no way we could happily return to the way I remember living 75 years ago.

We're being bombarded constantly by the media with the need to spend less money. A few years ago my brother declared we'd be wealthy if we lived as our parents did. When comparing "the good old days" with life in 2009, there is no way we could happily return to the way I remember living 75 years ago.

Out of the past and into the Kokomo Perspective.

From out of the past and into the Kokomo Perspective.

After writing an article about Mother's Day, it seemed a good topic for June would be Father's Day. We always remembered my mother on her special day. That caused me to wonder why we never honored dad. He was a good father who worked hard to provide our family with more than we needed. He was an active church member, taught a Sunday school class for as long as I can remember, and served as church clerk 45 years. He always had time and resources to help others. Members of our community respected him and often came to him for help or advice. As children, why hadn't we honored him as we had our mother?

From out of the past and into the Kokomo Perspective. Here is a picture of the Kokomo Seashore taken in what year? I am guessing around the early 1940s. Everything looks new, doesn't it? Can you notice the wooden soldiers, guarding and watching over everyone? And there is a boat without any paddles. This picture is a classic. The lifeguards are watching over everyone to make sure they don't drown.

From out of the past and into the Kokomo Perspective. Here is a picture of the Kokomo Seashore taken in what year? I am guessing around the early 1940s. Everything looks new, doesn't it? Can you notice the wooden soldiers, guarding and watching over everyone? And there is a boat without any paddles. This picture is a classic. The lifeguards are watching over everyone to make sure they don't drown.