64th Edition
First issue         November, 1920


                   July/August/Sept 2012


Trojan Head designed by  
Kermit Ruyle '47

3 Weeks until

 Reunion 2012
Oct 5,-6,-& 7th




Oct 5th - Friday Mixer
St. Charles
Convention Center
3 – 8:00 pm
Light Appetizers
Cost: $35.00 (pp*)

Oct 6th - Saturday - Dinner/Dance
St. Charles Convention Center
6 – 7 pm
Cash Bar
7 – 11 pm
Cost: $70.00 (pp*)

Oct 7th - Sunday Picnic
St. Peters
Cultural Arts Room
11 – 3:30
Bring a lunch & drink
Cost: 3.00 (pp*)

(*per person)

(Buzzbook included with Saturday's event)
Mail check to:
PO Box 774
O'Fallon, MO 63366

View Guest and events attending

2012  Member List

2009 Financial Statement











OCTOBER 5, 6, & 7TH


We are less than one month away from Reunion 2012 with the excitement of those attending mounting with the anticipation of seeing high school friends and neighbors again. For some it has just been since Reunion 2009; for others it has been many years – possibly even since high school.   

Through careful budgeting, the Committee has held the cost (for those who paid early) to the same level as for Reunion 2003, realizing that many of our members are experiencing economic hardships.  The price of $35 for the mixer, $70 for the dinner and $3 for the picnic leaves at least one event within everyone’s budget. The dinner price also includes a buzz book (worth $15), a welcome bag and some kind of keepsake of the event (if funds for the latter are available). 

Unfortunately, our reunion attendance seems to echo the national economy, dropping from 490 in 2006 to 390 in 2009.  Although the current Reunion 2012 count is only 218, we are still hoping for a large final month influx of reservations. If you have not yet committed to attend, we urge you to come and join in the fun and fellowship with your old classmates. 

We are required to guarantee to pay for a minimum of 325 dinner guests at $70 each, a total of $28,000, but as already noted, only 218 have signed up. Given the enjoyment the attendees of past reunions had and the opportunities offered to renew old and cherished acquaintanceships, we hope many more dinner reservations will be received.

If not, much of our reserve money will have to be used to cover the remaining cost and it will be difficult to put on elegant reunions like this in the future. 

If you have enjoyed attending past reunions and have ideas that can make future ones even better, why not help or get a group of friends together and help plan the next reunion party?  It’s a great way to reunite with old friends and make new friends.

Your Welhisco Alumni Association has another important need. nominees for its officers and trustees.  The current group of officers and trustees has worked hard and accomplished a lot during the past 6 years of their service to the organization.  They created and maintained a database which is now a turn-key operation, ready for the new officers/trustees to take over. They also provided lasting memories for those who attended the reunions which they planned and carried out.

Now, they have asked to be replaced by a new group of officer/trustee leaders who will maintain and further improve the association with new ideas. (The current officers/trustees will continue to help during the transition.) 

We need nominees for president, secretary/treasurer and 5 trustees.  It is hoped that the new officers and trustees can be announced at Reunion 2012, but that means that ballots will have to be prepared and acted upon very soon.  So if you are asked to be a nominee, please allow your name to be placed on the ballot and be willing to gain the satisfaction of serving the Association in one of these important positions. Your service in one of these key roles will be much appreciated. 

Send nominations to: [email protected]



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These pictures were found in a Shoe box by Sandy (Gibbons) LaRouche '57 when cleaning out some old boxes, one being marked "Wellston Residents"

Back when cars didn't have to be taken to the dealer just to have the light bulb changed. Does anyone know who these Wellston guys might be? Sandy thinks the one looking into the camera is Jimmy LeMaster

Eyster brothers, Norm '59 and Gary '65

Dave Anderson cooling himself with a hose. We didn't have air-condition in those days!

Does Anyone remember the Fairy Theatre?

We used to go there when I was a little tyke. It was east of Hamilton Ave, up the hill (that I thought was big) past the JCPenney, Where my Mother worked. We would walk there when it was hot because you could watch a movie outdoors. After you purchased your ticket you went into the building, out a door on the side, down a long walkway to a back yard where there were bleacher seats. We would watch a movie and then walk home. A good way to spend a hot summer night!   Mary Kay
(Parker) Morse '56. 6456 Wellsmar

Game Warden DoGood

Has life ever placed you into a circumstance that you weren’t sure how you got there and what to do about it? I have had several in my life and they always bring to mind the story about Game Warden DoGood and Fisherman Sylvester.


The story goes something like this: Sylvester came to the lake and always caught his limit of nice fish. He did this without fail, weekend after weekend, even when the fish were not biting for anybody else. The game warden suspected that Sylvester was doing something illegal, but what? Finally the warden just couldn’t take the suspense any longer. He asked, “Sylvester, may I go fish’en with you sometime?” Sylvester answered, “Sure! Meet me here next weekend and you can go with me.”


The warden could hardly wait for next weekend to come. He wondered what would happen on his fishing date with Sylvester. Finally the day arrived and when the warden arrived at the lake, Sylvester was already there. He told the warden, “Hop in warden, and we’ll get going.” The warden was quick to get in and Sylvester took the boat to the far end of the lake where nobody else was fishing. “Better get started,” said Sylvester, and he opened his tackle box and took out a stick of dynamite, lit it, and threw it into the lake. Shortly thereafter, Sylvester was using his dip net to bring the largest stunned fish, floating on the surface of the lake, into the boat.


Now Warden DoGood was shocked and he knew that he had a duty to perform. He started to tell Sylvester about fishing laws, but Sylvester didn’t pay much attention and went about his fish’en business by opening his tackle box a second time and taking out a stick of dynamite. The warden started talking again and Sylvester lit the dynamite and handed it to the warden and said, “It’s about time you stopped Talk’en and started Fish’en.”


Now I never heard the rest of the story, and I will let you, the reader, add your ending to the story. However, I think that most would agree that Warden DoGood should not have gotten into the boat with Sylvester. Maybe the thing to glean from this story is: when things just don’t add up (when 2 + 2 doesn’t = 4); for instance, when people are going in and out the back door doing something, or if material belongings don’t correspond with their incomes, etc. ...... don’t be too anxious to get into their boat as you may quickly pick up fishing skills that are not desirable or beneficial to you.


If I see you at the lake, and you have fish and I don’t, I probably won’t ask you too many questions. I will just hope you are a skilled legal fisherman, smile, and remember the old saying “A bad fishing day is better than a good day at the office.”


Happily retired and going Fish’en. 
Larry (Bobo) Bolllinger '60
1561 Ogden




I've had 2 mascots' for.......let’s see.......for ALMOST 50 years (OMG!!!), It sure brings back sports memories and trying to earn $$ for the school. 
Such fun! ;p)

Pat Funke '6
8 6441Welsmar Ave

Wisdom doesn't always come with age---sometimes age just shows up by itself.



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Sandy Campion '64

Bud O'Brien '63

Matt Wynn, grandson of Bud O'Brien ‘63 and Sandy (Campion) O'Brien ’64 won the St Louis segment of American idol June 26 on (St. Louis) Fox 2 News.  He audition for the American Idol producers in Chicago on July 12th which has not aired yet.  Matt is sworn to secrecy on the results of the show. His grandparents wait to see if he has moved onto the next phase.

Besides winning the audition Matt was awarded a two night hotel stay in Chicago plus $250.00 spending money from Rothman Furniture.

Be sure to watch and if he makes it to the finals to vote for Matt! Sandy lived at 6241 Lennox, Bud lived at 6345 Evanston

 If you are an older adult who likes to read, you were in luck  Thursday, July 26, as Don Corrigan, editor of the Webster-Kirkwood Times, and author of two outdoors books: Show Me Natural Wonders and Show Me Nature’s Wrath, teamed up with Emery Styron, editor and publisher of River Hills Traveler outdoor news magazine to provide visitors with plenty of reading material.

This is the third year for the expo, which for three morning hours at the Holiday Inn Southwest and Viking Conference Center provided plenty of booths for seniors to browse in search of information on products, services and resources to make their golden years glow a little brighter.

Featured in the picture is Wellston's Janet Scott '60 who some of the younger classes may remember her from school working in the office and was an assistant to
the guidance councilor, Mr. Jackson.  Scottie lived 6471 Wells Ave

Four girls from the class of '60, Carol Beeman, Wanda Cornman, Mary Ann Creculius, and Janet Scott along with Cheryl Horne '61 and Kathy Erwin '62 were seen on the streets of Branson again - having a great time.  The girls have been vacationing together since 2004.

It isn't where you came from that counts---but where you are going



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Classmates Remembered List
Rest in Peace

Our Wellston Trojan

Dwight Thompson '63 passed away from complications of esophagus cancer on July 26, 2012. Dwight worked at Carter Carburetor until they closed then went to work for Chrysler Corporation from which he retired as a technical supervisor out of Detroit. He moved back to St. Louis after his retirement.  The Thompson family lived on Hobart

Pat Murphy '49 passed away August 7, 2012 from lung cancer. He worked in management for Coca Cola for 27 years then for Dr. Pepper the next 22 years before retirement.
Pat lived in the
6400 block of Page Avenue

Art Bahr '43 passed away August 8, 2012 peacefully in his sleep. Art honorably served our country during World War II in the Navy. He retired from McDonnell-Douglas (Boeing) a 35 year employee. He was an active member and benefactor of our WHS Alumni Club

Richard Purviance '48 passed away August 19, 2012 from complications of Alzheimer's. He was a retired master plasterer.

Rich lived in the 6100 block of Page Avenue

Richard Stopke '42 passed away August 22,2012 from complications of prostate cancer. He retired from a family pesticide business which he started.  Richard was an active member and benefactor of our WHS Alumni Club.
Richard lived at
6460 Ridge Avenue

Donald Wagoner '65 passed away September 2, 2012 from complications of cardiac arrest. Don retired from the Navy after 20 years then spent the next 30 working for the US government in the Strategic Command Division.  He loved bowling (300 game in '08), fishing, and spending time with his children and grandchildren. 
The Wagoner family lived at
1421 Evergreen
Condolences to:
Allene (Thompson) Brooks '45
in the passing of her brother Dwight '63 on 7/26
Mickey (Colllins) Stopke '43 in the passing of her husband Richard '43 8/22
Dave April '60 and Judy McIntosh '60 in the passing of their son Dave, Jr. 8/19
Joyce McIntosh '59 and Fred Byington '59
in the passing of their nephew David April, Jr
Tom April '58 and Joann Voepel '56 in the passing of their nephew David April, Jr
Patricia '60
and Daniel Wagoner '65 in the passing of their brother Don '65 9/2
Election day is Tuesday, November 6, 2012.

The ladies in this picture fought for women's suffrage in the late 1800s to early 1900s. At the end of this long battle, the passage of the Nineteenth Amendment happened in August, 1920 granting women the right to vote in all United States elections.

                    Let your voice be heard this November - VOTE!

We are what we do---not what we did.



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July 1 Collins, Mildred '43
Voos, Bill '48
Williams, Earl '54
July 8 Cannady, Poncho '51 July 15 Reese, Erlene '54
Pallardy, Judy '62
McBride, Bernice '66
July 2 Daleo, Paul '50 July 10 Torrence, Elva '47
Blume, Don '51
July 18
Hengstenberg, Paul '67
July 4 Kammeier, Dave '60 July 11 Watson, Bud '60 July 20
Wright, Victor '57
July 5 McKee, Sam '55
Mckee, Mary '56
July 12 Bowles, James '49 July 22 Lawrence, June '63
Hulst, Carol '65
Hagan, Judy '72
July 6 Baum, Thomas '54
Yocum, Joyce '58
July 13 Thompson, Clara '47
Kateman, Don '51
July 23

July 25

Collins, Sherri '66

Smith, Helen '43
July 7 Broker, Dorothy '40
Hunter, Joe '54
Zeltmann, Roberta '58
Mobley, Sharon '64
July 14 Landsbury, Bonnie '57 July 26

July 29
Shaw, Jim '45
Siebern, Norman '51

Douglas, Ruth '53


Aug 1

Aug 3
Smith, Faye '53

Evans, Donna '53
James, Harry '58
Aug 13 Powers, Mary '54
Roberts, Shelia '66
Aug 23

Aug 24

Grady, Marjorie '48

Palmer, Janette '62

Aug 5 Stewart, Virginia '54
Martin, Mary '56
Aug 14 Hansen, Ron '56
Haggard, Barbara '68
Aug 25 Smith, Donna '68
Aug 7 Hoemann, Dan '63 Aug 16 Miller, Nova '45 Aug 26 Haggard, Elmary '67
Aug 10 Johnson, Mitch '58 Aug 17 Mueller, Richard '60
Hughes, Kathy '64
Aug 27 Jeffries, Bette '58
Hood, Suzanne '60
Cornman, Wanda '60
Aug 11 Mathews, Carol '69 Aug 19 Koch, Dorma Lee '44
Hydar, Bob '62
Aug 28 Narrell, Sharon '57
Aug 12 Herman, Norma '51
Byington, Fred '58
Beeman, Carol '60
Morris, Betty '60
Aug 21

Aug 22

Cary, Bill '47

Wolf, Krim '43

Aug 29 Smith, Estella '51
Williams, JoAnn '60


Sept 1


Sept 2

Kammeier, Lorna '47
Silver, Ron '58
Sullivan, John '67

Clark, Janice '61

Sept 12

Sept 14

Ijames, Dianna

Oellermann, Arlene '54

Sept 23

Sept 24

Stone, Judy '54
Beebe, Sally '65

Stanley, Charles '51
Sept 3
Ragsdell, Ken '60
Hughes, Ken '63
Sept 15 Scott, Wayne '64
Pruski, Linda '65
Sept 25

Sept 26

Parker, Mary Kay '56

Lloyd, Betty Jean '45
Weiss, Carol '62

Sept 5 Brockman, Jack '46
Maassen, Stephen '60
Angelly, Carl '62
Sept 18

Sept 19

Zeltmann, Sharon '65

Huffstutter, Gary '62

Sept 27

Sept 28

Dachroeden, Rose '43

Thoss, Joan '49

Sept 6

Sept 7


Sept 10

McIntosh, Joyce '59

Schwenk, Les '60
Rogers, Wayne '62

McFaddon, Marion '56
Ellsworth, Betty '60
Heenan, Joe '61

Sept 20

Sept 21


Tucker, Darline '42

Brooks, Bob '49
Conner, Don '52
Taylor, Peggy '57
Stilts, Sheryl '65

Sept 29

Sept 30

Miller, Bert '59
McBride, Jerry '60
Martin, Pat '60

Hammond, Don '47


Sept 11
Anderson, Lloyd '53
Eshe, Dave '62
Ruff, Janet '64
Sept 22 Waldrum, Sylvia '56    


The Friday Mixer and Saturday Night Dinner/Dance will be held at the St. Charles Convention Center. The picnic is being moved back to the St. Peters Cultural Arts Room located in St Peters City Hall, (5200 Mexico Road), which is the same place it was held in 2006. It is easily accessible, has plenty of parking and is enclosed for inclement weather. The room will hold 325 people. Weather permitting, the park can be used too.
 Jimmy Bennett '65 is in charge of music for Reunion 2012. He has chosen a disc jockey who plays 40s, 50s, 60s and 70s music for the dinner/dance Saturday night.  If there's a special song you would like to hear, let us know so we can pass the request to the DJ and hopefully your song can be played. 
 Rooms are available at the
Embassy Suites at a very reasonable rate.

  Single rate Double rate Triple rate Quad rate
King bed $114.00 $119.00 $124.00 $134.00
Double bed 119.00 119.00 129.00 139.00

Hotel room rates are subjected to the prevailing state and local taxes in effect at the time of check-in. Currently the rate is 14.42%

Guests can either sign up online or call 1-800-317-6396 or 636-946-5544 and ask for Reservations. You need to ask for The Welhisco Alumni Room Block when making reservations. 
Special pricing will be available until September 5th or until the group block is sold out, whichever comes first.

To see who has already signed up to attend Reunion 2012 click the Here.  They are waiting for your name to appear on the list next.

Have questions about Reunion 2012? Call 636-696-4693.

Jerry Southard '65, his wife and Shirley (Dawes '65) and I (Jack '62  Jeffries) are going to stay at the St. Peters 370 Lakeside Park for the reunion.......could you post this info in the flashlight so other RVers know and may want to join us? The more the merrier and the cheaper....... for more information Click Here or call 636.387.LAKE (5253).

Create character, not wealth.    Create memories, not regrets



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July/August/Sept, 2012

By Joyce (Perkins) Sudbeck '53 
1853 Irving Avenue

In the good old days of elementary school, at Wellsmar Elementary, I can remember looking forward to May with eager anticipation.

 What was so special about May - other than the ending of another school year? Of course, you remember, the Annual School Picnic at the Forest Park Highlands. 

Forest Park Highlands was a “magical” place, located on Oakland Avenue. I guess it was called an amusement park, for lack of better words. It later burned down and was eventually replaced by Forest Park Community College, but not before we enjoyed many, many school picnics there.

 I always hoped for a new “outfit” to wear on picnic day. I wanted to look my very best for this special occasion. I remember, probably, the last outfit to ever darken the gates of the Highlands. It was a light pink camp-shirt top with a pair of shorts, dark & light pink striped, with a flap buttoned across the front that made a little skirt. I was looking good. I always hoped a boy I liked would ask me to go on a ride with him. That didn’t happen, but I could always hope. So, dressed in my new shorts outfit and with my long hair French-braided into two smooth rows, I was more than ready for the upcoming event.

On the day before the picnic (after working eight hours at her job), mom fried chicken and made potato salad for the picnic lunch. Mom added celery & carrot sticks, canned pork & beans, and some sandwich cookies. Mom packed the picnic basket carefully and prepared to spend the day being home base while I ran back and forth between the games and rides. Although lunch wasn’t the wonderful smelling hot dogs they sold at the park, it was tasty and there was plenty. In those days, the little money we had extra would barely cover the rides, but with any luck, maybe, an icy-cold soda around mid-afternoon.

 Mom didn’t present my whole cash allowance to me at once. That would have been a major mistake. The money would have disappeared in a heartbeat. Albeit small, the allowance did stretch the length of the day. Mom would make me rest a little between trips around the Highland grounds to stretch the money, and to discourage me from wearing myself out within the first couple of hours. Mom was the regulator that made the whole day a huge success.

 I loved the rides that turned around and around, like the Tilt-A-Whirl. With the potential for nausea, I didn’t do-over much, at least, not repeatedly. It would have served to ruin my appetite for mom’s delicious lunch, that’s for sure.

The Ferris wheel was thrilling as it felt like flying, when it moved full-speed. From the top, when they stopped to load the opposite side of the wheel, you got a bird-eye view of the entire Highlands. We actually spent a lot more time stopping and loading, than we did moving, as I remember.  

I remember there was a ride called the Cuddle-Up which was similar to the Tilt-A-Whirl, only more so. Circular, stomach curdling, and, I think, with whiplash potential. Exciting.

The swings also went around in circles as the centrifugal force sent us sailing far out from the control base. The rides were all about movement, and they certainly did move.

 I liked the bumper cars. The problem was, there were too many traffic jams caused by people who didn’t know how to maneuver through the clump of cars. Of course, I considered myself an expert in the driving department, and knew I would never cause one of those awful traffic jams. Oh no, not me. (smile)

 Shudder…there was the Comet Roller Coaster. You guessed it, I was way too chicken to tackle that one. It looked so scary to me. I never got up the courage to chance it until I was way up in my teens. I don’t think I missed much as I didn’t believe scaring myself to death was akin to having fun.

 My favorite game was the “rabbit races”. They were cute little toy rabbits on a stem that were moved up a slanted, green felt covered board, by something similar to a joy stick. I don’t know that I ever won a prize but I certainly enjoyed trying.

 The pyramid of bottles, that were set up to throw at, were a challenge but my arm wasn’t strong or accurate enough to topple them over. I usually missed, entirely. I didn’t spend a lot of time there. Talk about a real waste of money for me.

 I did find the cotton-candy machine and, for a nickel, managed to get sticky stuff all over my face, hands, and some on my pretty picnic outfit. What a mess!

Around 3:00pm, mom put the last of the cookies in the basket and we headed for home. We hopped on the bus, transferred to the Hodiamont streetcar, and on home. By that time, I was exhausted and ready to take a nap. Of course, mom didn’t get to nap, she had to hurry and get a meal on the table for dad when he came in from work. Usually, there was enough leftover fried chicken, in the refrigerator, to give her a good start on dinner.

 I fell asleep, ruminating yet another School Picnic, and thinking, “What a perfect day!”

hTrees---and people---need deep roots to weather storms.



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Care to Dance?
by: Roger Noon '62 | FLASHLIGHT REPORTER
(6418 Mount Avenue)

 It was before the new Spencemar was built, replacing older Welsmar School.  We would go down into the basement, where lunch was served, films were watched and PTA meetings held for a break from the usual recess (or it was raining outside) and learn to square dance!

Now for a young boy in the third or fourth grade at the time and not quite used to touching or holding a girl’s hand, this was something of an initially reluctant adventure!

Anyway, in groups of 8 with four pair in a square, our class learned how to “do-si-do” and “ala-mand(?)” left and right to the tune of someone’s “call.”

“Oh you all join hands and you circle a ring-stop where you are, give your honey a swing-you swing that little girl behind you-you swing your only-you will find that she’s not lonely-ala-mand left with the corner girl-then do-si-do your own-then you all promenade with the sweet corner maid-singing O Johnny, O Johnny O!”

I find it somewhat amazing that I can still remember this dance call after all these years. I don’t I have square danced since then, nor recall any other opportunity. However, I began to like it and think I wasn’t so bad doing it. My first dance lessons!

One might have thought it would have stood you in good stead for what lie ahead in the “dance world”. But alas, such was not the case!  Things like jitterbug, box-step, twist, fly, mashed potato, hucklebuck, hully-gully and the rest required some drastic kind of help.

If you had a sister (older- preferably) you could ask her for some help. But what if you didn’t? Guys just didn’t practice in front of a mirror (or did we?)! We had important stuff to do like sports, cars, TV and once in a while—homework!  I would ask my cousin from Ferguson!

Thank goodness for her (Judy). We were on good terms with one another. She didn’t make fun of me when my left-handedness got in the way. She was a couple of years ahead of me, knew all the dances and so way coooool!

The most embarrassing time at a dance was not how I danced, but having to take two girls to the dance at the same time. It’s too long of a story to tell here, but let’s just say, I didn’t do that again and we were all not too happy!

Even with my “experience”, I hugged the walls of the WHS cafeteria like many other guys. I waited for those slow dances to come and-gangway!—zeroed in on an available girl to ask. The WHS prom, other than a recent wedding of my youngest son, was one of the last places where I also wore a tux!  


A good knife can't be made from bad steel.



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Bill Voos (’48)
Sandy (Gibbons) LaRouche ’57
JoAnn (Williams) Croce ’60
Bea McBride '66

Mary Kay (Parker) Morse '56

Jim Shaw '45

Joe Hunter '54
Gloria (Schwenk) Turner '59
Larry Turner '60
JoAnn (Williams) Croce '60
Phyllis (Crouch) Russom '62

Buzz Book
Pat (Miner) Slatton '62

ClassMates Remembered
Carol (Beeman) Hathaway '60

WHS Alumni Club
P.O. Box 774
O'Fallon, MO 63366

Phone  636-696-4693


[email protected]


Email address are available online:

Reconnect to your class friends and neighborhood playmates.
If you would like to be listed send us a note!

Interesting History facts about the 1500's

 Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, And they still smelled pretty good by June. However, since they were starting to smell, Brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor. Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married.

Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children, Last of all the babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it. Hence the saying, "Don't throw the baby out with the Bath water!"

Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof. When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof. Hence the saying, "It's raining cats and dogs."

There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings Could mess up your nice clean bed. Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection. That's how canopy beds came into existence.

The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt. Hence the saying, "Dirt poor." The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on the floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entrance-way. Hence: a thresh hold.

(Getting quite an education, aren't you?)

In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while. Hence the rhyme: Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old.

Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could, "bring home the bacon." They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and chew the fat.

Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.

Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or the upper crust.

Lead cups were used to drink ale or whisky. The combination would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up. Hence the custom; of holding a wake.

England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave.. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive. So they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift) to listen for the bell; thus, someone could be, saved by the bell or was "considered a dead ringer.

And that's the truth. Now, whoever said History was boring.                 

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