
I remember Glen Vanderford at the fair in Haigler. Ethel and I were tagging Mildred and Margorie Armstrong around and that won us ice cream cones from him and got us into trouble.
My dad demanded to know where we got them and said that he would buy ice cream for us. I am sure that the girls were glad to be rid of us tagging them.
Oh, they liked us--we were good friends at school and stayed overnight with them and they with us and we entertained them with tinkertoys and blocks and dolls. And at their house we skated around the tank where the water had run over and froze and they got scolded for wearing out their shoes. Their dad said that he was going to nail pieces of bark from a tree on their shoes for soles.
They were older than we were and didn't need us tagging them at the fair when they had boys to notice them. And we were too little to understand that. And poor Glen--he had to buy extra cones for us two little brats. That is the only time I ever remember seeing him. We didn't go to Haigler much back then.
-- A note written to me from Alice Gregory
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