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April 25, 2013: Kids Days in Remsen
Sandy, Matt and Mark on the "crowns" Picture taken by Uncle David
(Guest writer for today's blog is my mom, Mary Wagner)
Kids Days, an annual 2-day affair
and the highlight of Remsen, Iowa’s Norman Rockwell summers. June 11
& 12, 1975, not too different from those of days gone by, was blessed with
a little rain, lots of sunshine and steadily rising temperatures (good for the
crops and everyone’s mood) and crammed with events.
Young and old came out in force to
enjoy main street merchant’s sale racks displayed on sidewalks with specials
offered inside each store, Knight’s of Columbus food stand boasting of savory
burgers and onions, a stand with to-die-for Wells Blue Bunny ice cream, the
Kiddie parade, water fight, dances at the Avalon featuring live bands, free
swimming at the pool, maybe a baseball or softball game, Bingo, livestock
judging and last but not least, the carnival rides!!!
After a morning shower of rain,
Wednesday afternoon found Matt, Mark, Sandy & I downtown taking in the
festivities offered for that day, and watching the Kiddie Parade in the evening.
Jim spent his days in his barbershop, and both nights tending bar for the
dances at the Avalon. He didn’t miss a thing during the day
though…the shop with a large front window, & on the north end of main
street was perfectly positioned for viewing the activities going on;
periodically the kids and I stopped by to use the bathroom, hang out and rest a
A quick lunch on Thursday…We walked
the 2 blocks from our house to main street where Grandpa & Grandma Gib (Gib
& Marie Wagner) met us for the water fight. Gib & Marie took over
for the rest of the
afternoon (picture below)
This was also the week that my
brother David (Pick) from Norfolk, VA came home to visit. Taking advantage of this rare opportunity
to entertain his nephews Matt & Mark, and niece, Sandy, David took them to
Kiddie Days on Thursday evening. David chronicled the event with photos
he took while the four of them rode on the Ferris wheel. I wonder if the
kids remember it.
P.S. I sewed the
outfits Matt, Mark & Sandy are wearing.
A picture is worth a thousand words. But let's start with six...
"And they lived happily ever after..."
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"Guard your heart. Long distance relationships rarely work out."
"You are both good people, so be realistic in where this is going."
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"It's been a while" was my answer. Upon further review, it's almost been over a month.
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"I made it!!!!! YES!"
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