All in one place

(Notes in blue written by Carol) 

Oh the treasures I found when I opened the old book. Lots of ozark malarkey!

My scrapbook is so old it falls to pieces as I try to add more memories. Just scraps of paper I’ve collected over the last few years. I’ve moved twice since I last got the old book out to add more pictures, newspaper clippings, letters, post cards and notes to myself. Some make me sad, others make me glad, but I just can’t part with them. I guess a scrapbook is the right place for them – all in one place.  

Polly Roark, January 27, 1990

One such scrap of paper was noted as “Mom (Lottie) talking…”

I remember our first telephone. It was wonderful! There was a family by the name of Stacy that used to play music and sing. Everyone would take down their receiver and listen to them play music and sing at least one night a week. These were the old type of telephones that hung on the wall.

I also remember the first moving picture I ever saw. It was a small moving picture machine and the music came from a little Victor phonograph. This was at our little Upper Ten-Mile School between Hunter and Elsinore (Missouri). It was about 1908.

That was too much for my little brother Bill. He danced a jig all over the place! I thought that was the best part of the show! Lottie Baggett

Another such scrap of paper was a letter from KFVS TELEVISION, Cape Girardeau, Missouri…

Dear Polly:

From the three of us to the one of you…. You are really something else. Would that we had more viewers like that throughout the Channel 12 coverage area, we could probably inflate our salaries and be in the 90% income bracket. In all seriousness, thank you very much for your kind letter in regard to your TV watching habits.

We have your letter pinned up on the wall in my office next to the one from the little old lady in Metropolis who hates all three of us. We figure that yours more than balances out hers and makes all this early morning nonsense worthwhile.

Again, thanks for the letter. If you are ever in Cape stop in and say “hello”. The coffee is on us.

Very truly yours, Pat Gordon, March 19, 1971