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Missing Ed Sandwell

He was a man of many talents, a military man, a shop keeper, a compassionate helper at the mortuary, and a painter. Not a painter of portraits or landscapes, but a painter of houses.

When Ed Sandwell painted my house, maybe three times in the past 20 years, I knew it would be a perfect job. When I asked him to paint the wrought iron trim, (a very tedious job), he took it on with no complaints. Above everything else, he was a dear and trusted friend and I'll miss him.

I have a twin sister (yes I do). Her name is Bernice Siebert Corley and she lives in Phoenix, Ariz. As far as I know, we are the last graduates of the class of 1922 of Marion High School.

She turned 100 about a month after my birthday, so we have a lot in common. In high school she was the ultimate pianist, accompanying every musical event. She even substituted at the Kaw Theater and played the music which interpreted the action on the screen.

Her maternal grandfather built the beautiful white Victorian house at the top of Elm Street hill. Her grandmother always had big sugar cookies for the children in the neighborhood. Her parents eventually moved into that elegant home, too.

Anyway, Bernice and I often talk on the phone and recall our happy days during the gay '20s. What a century we have had!

— NORMA HANNAFORD

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