American Legacies Organization, Inc.

By Lee J. Thatcher

Corn Drying

Sent in by: Knapper

One of my favorite memories was when my grandmother would dry corn on the stove. She had this square gray container that was as big as the entire top of the stove. She sat it on top of all the burners and filled it with fresh corn cut off the cob. She would stay up late at night drying load after load of corn.

By Kathy Warnes

One of America's bravest war heroes never fired a shot at the enemy that he helped conquer. His picture doesn't stare from the history books and he doesn't lie in Arlington National Cemetery. But Private John Kissinger of Huntington, Indiana, made an invaluable contribution to American health.

In the words of his commanding officer, Major Walter Reed, "In my opinion his exhibition of moral courage has never been surpassed in the annals of the Army of the United States."

By Jennifer Thompson

It becomes clear how drastically the lifestyles of Americans have changed when asking folks to reminisce about old Route 66. It was a time when so many were becoming mobile and moving into cities across the country. Yet memories revealed a slow pace of life, with family trips and plenty of time to stop at an old diner or spend the night in a roadside motel.

By Bill Hawksford

Having completed his basic training at Kempston Barracks in Bedfordshire, Billy arrived at Houndstone and Lufton camp in Yeovil, Somerset, in January 1947 to commence his Royal Army Service Corp, (RASC) training as a Driver Mechanic. Before the training commenced Billy changed his mind and decided that he only wished to be a driver, because he couldn’t come to terms with being in dirty overalls all the time.

First of Alice Walker Series as appears in Eatonton Messenger, Eatonton, GA.
Author Larry Moore
Contributed by Rita Redd

Exclamations:"Well knock me down and steal muh teeth!"

"Well, butter my butt and call me a biscuit."

"Ahm fixin ta do that"  

Threats:"I'll slap you so hard, when you wake up, your clothes will be outta style."

"This'll jar your preserves."

"Don't you be makin' me open a can o' whoop-ass on ya!"  

Dominic Joseph Iachini

Senior picture (Gallitzin High School Class of 1950, Gallitzin, PA)

By Jodi L. Severson

Written for my father, Dominic Joseph Iachini

In honor of his 70th birthday, October 30, 2002

by Laura Pearce

When my Virginian ancestors came west over the Oregon Trail in 1850, they relied on the wisdom and citizenship of good neighbors who were always willing to share what they knew with their fellow pioneers. I am fortunate to have the detailed and well-maintained diary of my great-great grandmother, Florence Tyler Grice (1829-1904) that is in and of itself, a rich, colorful history of a settler’s life in what is now Marion County Oregon.