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The USS Johnnie Hutchins had reached the end of its road. It was an icecold morning with icy winds off the bay there in Bayonne, New Jersey. We, its last crew, stood there at attention – shivering as an obligatory speech or two was given extolling a few of its war exploits and history during the War II. I was proud to have served on this little 209 ft destroyerescort, but I also knew it was very cold and I was just hoping we could finish and I could get on with my life.
Read moreSt Patrick’s Day was never a big deal in Stonewall. In fact, if it hadn’t been for those old Warner Path-A Newsreels at the Main Theatre I might not have even known there was one. Or maybe it was my sister Sue giving me a pinch on St Patrick’s Day because I didn’t have any green on my shirt that reminded me. There were no St. Patrick’s Day Parades in Stonewall. Or even in the big city of Ada.
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It’s been a long time since I’ve heard that old patriotic song, but it was a popular tune after December 7, 1941. Another thing forgotten is what was in the old building right in the center of Allen’s main business district. It sits empty but it was recently repaired. No hint it once housed the busiest drug store in town. It was a center of gathering, a place to enjoy a Coke or a banana split. The women of the Allen area bought their cosmetics there while waiting to have their prescriptions filled. Yes, the brightly lit place was a prosperous centerpiece landmark run by a popular pharmacist named Otho Butler.
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