(1957 January)
When the Richland Center band arrived in your town [Madison] to play for Vernon [Thompson, governor & RC native], they discovered they had forgotten their music at the high school. So director Johnson phoned RC police who raced to Madison with it and got there with ten minutes to spare!
Polly Kay (1904-1997) vividly and with humor describes her life in Richland Center, Wisconsin, in excerpts from letters to her son Skip written after 1949, including her 5 last years in an old folks' home.
About Me
- Polly
- A lifelong Wisconsinite, Carolyn Parsons (1904-1997)got a B.A. in English at Ripon College, taught high school, and in 1930 married Lorin L. Kay, a lawyer first in Milwaukee and from 1938 on in Richland Center (he died in 1970). Their children: Mary Margaret and Richard/Skip, editor of this blog.
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