Boy Drops Glasses Down Outhouse Hole
Back in the 30s we lived on a farm. One of my older brothers, who was visiting us, went out to the outhouse. Somehow he knocked his glasses case, with the glasses inside, down the other hole. He offered my younger brother and I a dollar if we got them out. I held a lantern down one hole while brother used a garden hoe. He was able to get the case on the hoe and bring it out. We cleaned up the case and gave it to the older brother. He took out his glasses, threw away the case and said, “Thanks suckers.” When we complained to mother she said he was our brother and he didn’t have to pay. If this is printed it will be the only money I got.
Mrs. Leonard Risker
Kansas City, Kansas
Back in 1955 a call went out from the editors of the then Capper’s Weekly asking for readers to send in articles on true pioneers. Hundreds of letters came pouring in from early settlers and their children, many now in their 80s and 90s, and from grandchildren of settlers, all with tales to tell. So many articles were received that a decision was made to create a book, and in 1956, the first My Folks title – My Folks Came in a Covered Wagon – hit the shelves. Nine other books have since been published in the My Folks series, all filled to the brim with true tales from Capper’s readers, and we are proud to make those stories available to our growing online community.