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We have been told by many of our readers that the CSM Mailbox is the first thing they read when they open a new issue. We certainly love getting swamped with tons of your letters and consider every one for publication. We want to hear from you so keep those letters coming! While you’re at it, include a photo and we’ll publish it along with your letter. Be sure to include your phone number. If your letter is published, we'll send you a free "Proud to be from Cecil Soil" t-shirt! Sincerely yours, P.S.— We've provided a simple and convenient form that you may use, if you wish. November/December 2009 Dear Mr. and Mrs. Belote and Staff, We love your wonderful magazine and enjoy every word of every issue. Keep up the good work. Barbara Howell
Gladys Creswell Nickle, there is no one like her! She was born on March 4, 1912, which makes her 98 years old. There is nothing she can’t do and do better than anyone I know. Her cookies are to die for. She has the ability to look at a Victorian doll and completely make a copy of her dress without using the original dress as a pattern. See doll in new dress at Historical Society of Cecil County. She is so alert and into her life. She can talk about Cecil County and her life here for so many years. Her mind is so sharp and she loves to be out with people and by turn, we love her company! She is a joy and pleasure to all who know her. She knits for newborns and can crochet at a drop of the hat. Did I forget to say that she quilted for years? All stitches done by hand. As I am trying to say, everything she does is done perfectly. Her life here in the county was always N.E. Methodist Church, Homemakers Club, DAR, Red Hat Society and her family. Now she resides in Tennessee. She is irreplaceable and missed dreadfully. Those who have never known her have missed a fabulous woman who remains young at heart. Virginia Allison Powell Dear Ed, Carol, and Neeley, Thank you for coming to Scheeler Seeds’ celebration of 25 years in business. The ads in the magazine look great. Thank you for giving us a new look. Hugs, P.S. – We’ve enjoyed looking at the Scheeler Seeds celebration pictures on your web site! To my Cecil Soil Friends, The article by Hazel Jenkins on her Class of 1939 in your Sept.-Oct. magazine was one of the best stories ever written for the Cecil Soil! As I read it I thought of our own class of 1938 at Elkton High School. All I had to do would be to change a few numbers. There were 60 in our class and we are now down to 16. At our 70th class reunion in June 2008, we had eight attend. I want Mrs. Jenkins to know how much I enjoyed her extremely interesting article and I will copy it and send it to some that will enjoy reading it as much as I have enjoyed it. Virginia Allison Powell Dear Ed, I want to congratulate you and your writers on a great story you wrote on my mother, “Nanna and the Biker Dude,” in the September issue of Cecil Soil Magazine. It suited her to a T—a feisty (old) woman, who had her fantasy come true, and had a fantastic story published about her in one of Maryland’s leading magazines. My mother Kathleen is very proud of the story. She is giving copies of your magazine to her friends and relatives. I’m sure her grandchildren and great-grandchildren will cherish this article and pass it down for future generations to see what their grandmother has accomplished at the age of 90 years old. Sincerely, Dear C.S.M., Hello there, Ed and Carol and everyone at Cecil Soil Magazine. Just wanted to say how truly amazing your magazine is. It is so very hard to wait from one issue to the next. Anyway I just really wanted to share with the folks my fondest memories of being privileged enough to live and grow up on Mt. Ararat Farms. I remember especially just how much Mr. Frank Brown and his family always treated his employees with respect. Seems he couldn’t do enough for all of them. Every year at Christmastime, Mr. Brown and his family would throw a great big Christmas party at his home for all employees and their families. He would always give his employees a really nice Christmas bonus and every employee’s family members always got a really nice Christmas gift. I don’t think they ever forgot anyone. Believe me it was always a wonderful party. I can also remember they had this old milk truck with seats inside the back for everyone to sit and they would come around and pick up anyone that wanted to go, and we would go all over the farm to each house to sing Christmas carols. The same went for Halloween to go trick-or-treating. We used to have a ball. In the summer months they would have a great big Open House in the yard next to the dairy and hand out prizes and different kinds of little gifts to everyone who came, people who lived there and also the public. Seemed everyone who lived there on Mt. Ararat was just one big happy family. Sure was a nice place to grow up, and when I think back to those days and how nice Mr. Brown treated everyone, it was just amazing how he treated his employees. It’s really a shame that today employers and employees aren’t still that thoughtful and nice to each other. I’m so pleased to have been able to grow up there in the 1960s. I sure would like to know where some of those people are today. Mr. Brown, my mother, father, and uncle I’m sure a lot of them have passed on, but hopefully some of them are still around. Thanks Again, Hi you two favorite people! Sorry you had to give me the extra nudge. My days are a little hectic now with Lem still in Calvert. I’ve never gotten so tired of getting dressed, getting undressed, getting dressed, getting undressed for visiting the nursing home. If I ever get him home I shall stay in my pajamas for a week and go into hibernation. Since having his stroke, everything in this house has decided to fall apart, right down to the dryer vent hose, but I’m keeping a grin on my face, no bad words yet, but they are coming on. Drop in any time and I’ll give you Chapter 3. Sincerely, Dear Folks at Cecil Soil, I picked up Cecil Soil Magazine and looking through it I saw “Where in Cecil County is this?” I immediately knew where it was located. I have lived across the road from this house on Brick Meeting House Road all my 85 years. The house was built by a man named Mullins with the intention of opening a store, but the store did not materialize. It was called Mullins’ Folly. Mr. Mullins sold the property to Jacob Berriker who raised a girl named Louise who married Charles Fitzgerald upon Mr. Berriker’s death. Aunt Louise as we called her lived there all her life. At one time there was a house where the well is now, and that is where Aunt Belle (Louise’s sister) lived. That house was torn down many years ago. I enjoy reading CSM very much. Dear CSM, I was leafing through the Sept/Oct issue of your magazine at Union Hospital and was surprised and thrilled at the story of Bill Horner in “Haircuts with Herb.” Bill was my sixth grade teacher at Havre de Grace. I am now 57. My name then was Gloria Criss. Not coming from a good home, I was always encouraged by Bill in so many ways. I have thought often about him through the years. Bill let me work in the school store. He also made me a safety patrol person and let me raise the American flag every morning. I thank you for that glimspe back at a truly remarkable teacher with many talents. Thank you, Dear Mr. Belote, Herb’s barber chair was where I was sitting about two years ago when Herb said, “You look familiar. What’s your name?” I said “Jim (Sonny) Rowland. I used to live on Bacon Hill about thirty years ago.” I explained to him that back then when he cut my hair, there was a lot more of it. We chatted about things like me and my brother Jerry moving to Palmer, Alaska with our families. Then we got into fishing and hunting in Alaska. So, I told him about the McCoy brothers (Ralph, Charlie, Noble and Jack) coming to visit us there. From the moment they set foot in the Anchorage, Alaska airport, they wanted to fish. I became their tour guide and driver to all the best fishing places, like Seward, Valdez, Kenai River, and a few small streams along the way. We caught Red, Silver, Pink and Chum Salmon. It was fun smoking them with Alder wood chips, and freezing some, then vacuum sealing them for their trip back to Maryland. We had such a good time together, that I sure missed them when I had to go back to work the next week. As I was leaving the barber shop that day, Herb offered me this magazine and said, “This might be of interest to you...Cecil Soil.” I have enjoyed reading it and also going online to read later issues, especially the articles about the North East hair cutting place called Herb’s Barber Shop. Sincerely,
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