Some folks will often ask Tom what his columns in that Wisconsin newspaper are all about. He will answer, Do you mean the one in the Fennimore Times, called Fennimore As I remember?As though there were any other. Then he will respond: Oh, I write about a special place, friends and neighbors, happy times what ever. Like swimming pools and pool halls, town constables and chiefs. City parks, paper routes, pastors, parsons and priests.I wont forget town and country schools and dedicated teachers there within. With tales of playground hi-jinksall to make you grin. The old places called a Blacksmith Shop, Gus shoeing horses at the open door. Fred Doan the Harness maker, Bill Buri, Wagon builderthese craftsmen are no more.The Fenway Theater packed with kids, admission one thin dime. A Friday double feature Roy, Gene and Hopalong, cowboys for all time. There are neighborhoods and life long friends, creameries making cheese. Sparkys Saturday night dances, May I have this waltz Please? I claim my stories are but true, as best I can remember. And many do agree, but others shout Not in April, twas in November! Best of all, even strangers come to me and say, I know this place and the stories that you tell. Just change the names, for then youll see Fennimores my hometown as well.
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