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Elizabeth Woodworth: Remember your mothers this Mother's Day

By Elizabeth Woodworth
Contributing writer
Posted on 5/9/2018, 1:00 AM

Want your own honey? The Shawnee Bee Club meets the fourth Monday at the University of Illinois Extension office, 912 S. Commercial St. (U.S. 45) next to Dream Baskets. Meeting at 6 p.m., potluck (you will be welcomed without food.) Dues $20 per year included membership in the State Beekeepers Association. Members are knowledgeable and friendly. They will help you get started and guide you through the year.

Mother's Day, May 13. Do you remember when we gave our mothers corsages for their day. Red if her mother were alive, white it she weren't. For most of the years, the florist delivered these on Sunday morning in time for church. We kids had flowers too, roses from the backyard. I always felt so grown-up, having a corsage, thought in reality it was a boutonniere. It's been a long time since all that

American spend some $2.4 billion on flowers for Mother's Day. I suppose that is true, I do get a bouquet from The Boy and his family.

"Life on the Illinois Frontier" at the Saline Creek Pioneer Village and Museum, 1600 S. Feazel St. in Harrisburg. Vendors, food, re-enactors, tours and music on Friday May 18 and Saturday May 19, 10 a.m.-4 p.m. No admission fee, parking is $1 to the Boy Scouts.

National Bike to Work Day, on the third Friday of May, which is May 18. The even is sponsored by the League of American Bicyclists and the American Medical Association.

May 23, the annual Eldorado Garden club truckload plant sale, 7 a.m. until sold. It's at the First Christian Church parking lot on the corner of State and Walnut streets in Eldorado. Customer parking on the lot in front of the church. I have been to the nursery, but still have garden money for this event.

The John Marshall House/bank built about 1809 and the First State Bank, build 1838-40 at a cost of $80,000 are both open to the public on the first and third Sundays of the month from May to October, from 1-4 p.m. The Gallatin County Historical Society has received permission from the state of Illinois, which owns the bank building, to open it to visitors. Put a trip to Old Shawneetown on your summer agenda.

Remember the dime stores? More properly they were five-and-dimes. Susan Albert writes of one in a small town during the Depression. At that time it was a true five-and dime. When I knew them, prices were more than that, much like today's Dollar Store. The closest thing to a true dime store is the Dollar Tree, where everything is $1 or less. "There were racks of men's neckties and leather belts and bins of socks and underwear and handkerchiefs. There were displays of women's rayon and cotton hosiery and silk scarves and costume jewelry and shelves of Cutex and Revlon nail polish in the latest match-your dress colors with a poster that showed you how to paint your nails in the popular new style: half-moons and tips left bare, with only the center of the nail polished. There was Maybelline makeup; mascara in tiny red boxes with little brushes. There was Tangee lipstick, which was advertised to change color, depending on your skin tone. And those precious little heart-shaped bottles of Blue Waltz perfume." When I was in high school, mom polished my nails in that exact way. Since she never colored her nails, I didn't know how she knew to do it; must have done so when she were young and learned from the five-and-dime. Every girl who was allowed to have a bit of makeup started with Tangee Lipstick. Oh, how grown up we thought we were. Mascara wasn't allowed, nor was eye shadow, but that doesn't mean we didn't buy it; just couldn't wear it if our parents would see.

"For boys, there were kites, plus the new green-and-red Duncan yo-yos, Marx balsa wood airplanes with rubber-band windup propellers. Girls could cuddle the latest Flossie Flirt doll, with real shoes and a blue ribbon in her shiny brown hair and the new Bottletot baby doll that drank out of her bottle, wet her diaper, and closed her eyes when she was put down. There were rolls of brightly colored hair ribbon, plastic barrettes and jacks and jumping ropes. And for both, games of Authors and Old Maid and books in the Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys series." Yo-yos. Remember when the Duncan Man gave an assembly at school? Betsy Wetsy dolls that went in the bath with us and no matter how hard we tried, there was always water to come out around arms and legs to get our beds wet. Every fall and spring recess, the boys played marbles and the girls played jacks or jumped rope. In Harrisburg, I remember the wood floors that seemed to have a slight slope and worn spots. I can't imagine that children today will have such fond memories of Walmart or Target. Aren't we lucky!

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