It wasn’t my fault that I didn’t get on this site yesterday and post this photo of my grandmother and several other grandmothers from Kingman, Indiana. No, my mind and fingers were kidnapped by a computer game – one about finding a lot of clues to get to the bottom of what happened at Ravenhearst in 1895 when Emma and her twin daughters went missing. For those of you not familiar with such games, they involve traipsing around trying to find out what you need to know and then getting that done.

For instance, let’s say it slowly dawns on you that a certain drawer has to be shut halfway to allow the secret passage door to open, only the drawer is stuck all the way open.. Nothing in your inventory will cause it to move – not a hammer, not a magic potion, not a screwdriver, not rope. Then, after you are just ready to give up and do something useful in real life, you think, “Oh, let me go into the game’s bathroom and see if it will let me pick up a piece of soap?” So you soap the sides of the drawer and it closes halfway and,. voila, you open the secret passage and  . . .

For some people this activity is like balm on the brain – for others, it is total nonsense.  I am in the first group, dontcha know.

But, now for the picture. It occurred to me that often the back of a saved newspaper article can be interesting as well, so I am showing both.

Net Grismore is a typo; it should be Nell Grismore.

And now here is the reverse side, showing that this picture was published in 1966 – according to the ad about the fair.