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Kids just starting out.  We seldom think of our parents in that stage of their loves.  Too much memory buildup to objectively see them as somewhere between older kids and younger adults.  

Home from his stint in the Navy Herb returned to Seaton where his  parents lived.  His father, the irascible Vern, or V.G., owned the grain elevator in town.  It would be the place of Herb's employment in a shot while and, in a purchase in the 60's would be his business.  

But before that, he taught school for a year or two at the Seaton school.  By virtue of his graduation from college when he returned from service, his diploma granted him status as someone with enough smarts to teach, or at least teach kids from Seaton.   









I'm not sure what prompted the pictures of Marj and Herb posed in front of the elevator.  Was it when they arrived?  Was it when Herb began working there for his Dad?  Was it merely a visit when they were seeing each other in college?  As there are no dates attached to these pictures, any guesses are mere speculation.  And who's dog is that?  Their first dog was a cocker spaniel named Sandy.  That is not Sandy.  His folks, my grandparents, never had any pets that I was aware of other than a green parrot.  And who took the picture? 

The house to the right in the pictures belonged to Louise Smith who always had nice gladiolas on the bank of her place just across from the elevator.  She was friendly and lived a long life.  The office and scales were just across the main road where Marj and Herb posed.   The elevator still exists although nature is taking it down board by board.  It is an eyesore and dangerous, and should probably be professionally torn down.  The office is still there and what I wouldn't give to go through it.  Louise's house is still on the corner as well.  Unfortunately, my parents are no longer around.  And neither is that mystery hound. 

  

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