In the early 50's we didn't get to go to town very often. We were pretty self-sufficient on the farm and only went to town for church and to buy supplies. My sister, Sherri, and I learned that going to town on Saturday night was a pretty exciting event, and every week we conspired to get Daddy to take us to town. We thought that he listened to Leah more than us since she was older, so we made her ask him if we could go. Usually, he said yes.
Most of the time was spent with friends we saw only on Saturday night. We walked up one side of Main Street and down the other for hours, sometimes buying a popsicle or candy bar (if we had a nickel). Mamma and the other ladies would sit and visit, usually in the car.
One year Saturday night fell on October 30, the night before halloween. A couple of friends and I decided that we should go "trick or treating", since we never got to go on halloween. At most of the places we went, the people were pretty annoyed (since it wasn't actually halloween), but I still remember when we went to Elizabeth Steidley's house; she and her sister, Thelma Polen, were so nice. They invited us in and gave us popcorn balls.
Saturday night just isn't what it used to be, and I still miss it.
--Leone Carlson
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