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Stamped and secure - I recently received an offer to subscribe to CAPPER'S. I was truly surprised to learn that it is still in existence.

My father subscribed in 1936. At that time, your publication offered a protection program complete with a registered stamp used to mark possessions (such as tools, harnesses and saddles), assuring positive identification when they were found if they were ever stolen.

His stamp was CP-36. He dutifully stamped everything the family owned. I don't think the results were ever tested, because the only things I recall having been stolen from our farm during the Depression were three Holstein heifers, and I don't think they were stamped.

Dad stopped farming a long time ago, and his CP-36 stamp is long gone, but I still have a few of his hand tools clearly marked and protected all these years later.

Vern Larson
Omro, Wis.


Worthy work
- Con­gratu­la­tions to Ken Hainsworth, of Boy Scout Troop 233, for earning his badge by doing the cemetery work he performed ('Boy Scout earning his badge by mapping out rural cemetery,' January). That is something that needs to be done across America. I love old and small cemeteries, so this article caught my attention.

M. Wheeler
Ovalo, Texas


Column had the cure
- Thank you! You don't know how much you helped me. Your column 'Doctor's Pre­scription' was a godsend to me. I had so much pain in my face, neck and arm. My shoulder felt like it had worms crawling around in it. I couldn't comb my hair.

After reading about these symptoms in the January column, I took the article to a doctor I'd seen before. She read the article and prescribed prednisone. That was on Monday. By Thursday, I could get things out of the cupboard and comb my hair. The worms stopped crawling in my neck. I can also now get in and out of a car without experiencing knee pain.

Thanks again, CAPPER'S - your newspaper is a blessing.

Betty Neuberger
Klemme, Iowa


Request answered
- I re­­cent­ly requested you list a request for information on my mother's cousin ('Reader to Reader,' December 2006). We received a letter from a man who attended her church. He told us of her death and burial location. Thanks for your help.

Joan Honzay
Sacramento, Calif.


Just joking
- I have been a reader of CAPPER'S since I got out of the military in 1946. Nowadays, young people are not disciplined. They have no chores to do, and they are totally bored. In striving for excitement, they sit by the hour just playing their electronic games.

Most young people who visit me say they like to get out in the country. When they arrive, they hook up their electronic gear, with wires running here and there. One person ties up the television set, so no one else can watch a program. These young folks will spend their whole time sitting there and never so much as look out the window. Yet, they say they 'just love to get out in the country.'

On a lighter note, consider this: We don't have much social life out here, so we were excited when two TV antennas decided to get married. The wedding wasn't much, but the reception was great!

Also, two jumper cables walked into a restaurant. The owner just told them, 'I'll serve you, but don't start nuthin'!'

Wayne Cassel
Rossville, Ill.


Two Sweeties
- This photo of Trenna Whitmore, 2, holding Sweetie Pie, was taken at an animal sa­fari in League City, Texas, last August. Trenna is the daughter of Lindsay and Josh Whitmore, of Auburn, Kan., and the granddaughter of Joyce and Jim Stallbaumer, of Wakarusa, Kan., and Mary Jo and Mike Whitmore, of Madison, Kan.

The photo was submitted by Trenna's great-grandmother, Ruth Hug, of Scranton, Kan., who says Trenna had a blast and still asks her parents when they can go back and see Sweetie Pie again.

Editor's Note - We have received many calls and letters from readers asking where they can purchase Flower Carpet Scarlet, part of the Flower Carpet series, which was featured in March's On the Garden Path. It will be available at most nurseries, beginning in mid-April.

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