This is a vague recollection, but I do remember making massive amounts of taffy. I think it was at the Ellis house. I can see Myrtle and I think Shirley pulling big strands of warm, hot, sticky strands of candy. When all was pulled and before it was too cool, it was time to cut and wrap in wax paper. What a treat for all of us.
Month: December 2008
Some Bobby pictures for Joseph – many more to follow

Posted On Bobby Cox page!
Bobby E. Cox – 1953 – 1987
By Joe Cox for my Dad!
Bobby E. Cox was a good father to me. Most of my memories were when he lived on 380 outside of Xenia (the house that burnt down) and then on Old Winchester Trail. Dad enjoyed hunting, fishing, rooster fighting and women! <grining>
Dad was the kind of guy that loved his music. I always remember riding in the car and the truck and he would have something “cheesy” playing and he would sing to me…then as I got older we would sing together. One of the best was he got a new answering machine (when they first came out) and he put the song by Lionel Richie “Hello…is it me you’re lookin for?” as the recording. He was proud of that!
Dad loved to go hunting. I used to love going rabbit, pheasant and squirrel hunting with him. He would always tell me about how he went huntinq with his brother…I never knew which brother, but he always said he would hunt when he was my age and he would feed the WHOLE family. I am not sure if it was a “story” or if it was true!
More to come….but for now…Dad you were the best and you will always be missed!
Christmas 1958 or 59
I recall one Christmas Eve night- I of course was sleeping in the same room as Myrtle. We were living in the Linkhart house with sooo many rooms and the winding staircase and the two seater outhouse. (This was also where Gary burnt his little _eter (he was a kid) on the stove while taking a bath in a tub in the kitchen).
Back to my recollection- I began to wake up and heard moaning and complaining and words telling me to go back to sleep so Santa could make his visit, so I guess I did and the next morning what did I find? I received a beautiful ballerina doll all dressed in a beautiful tutu, w/tights, shoes, and a beautiful lavender dress and pink cape, both covered in organza. My not so secret Santa “Myrtle”, was trying to sew these beautiful clothes and wanted me to be surprised on Christmas morning. My secret Santa was only a kid herself, yet even then she was thinking of others.
I still treasure that doll, even though she has not aged well. Bobby and I had a disagreement and fought over my doll. She was injured (broken leg) and over the years of grandkids, nieces, nephews, etc. my doll incurred other traumas, but through everything, I have her still today…2008 & ALMOST 2009! (I’m not sure which of us aged better…I hope it’s me)!
How to work on your own page
Hi everyone,
Can you believe I finally figured out how to set this so each one can edit your own page. I have changed the settings so that you can go to your own page from the links on the left column. There is a link at the bottom of each page which says edit this page. So you can put all your specifics about your birthday, schools, life events, address, phone number, kids birthdays, memories, etc, etc. on that page.
That is more like a static page which stays. What I hope you do is actually post the information in the post and then just copy and paste it onto your page.
So as a recap. You have Posts and Pages. You can log in and see Write, Manage, Comments. You click on Write and then Post. Then write whatever you want and publish it. Then you can just copy and paste that same thing on to your page by clicking on Manage and select your own page and then paste the same info.
Don’t forget to go just below the post box to put a tag and categories for your posts. This gives ways to link different things together. For instance, if you are Vickie writing about Martha, the categories could be Vickie, Martha.
So just call me if you have trouble. It isn’t very difficult once you go through it once.
As I said before, this is a work in progress.
Ohhhh The doors did squeak!
It seems that I could never sneak in because the doors did squeak but Tommy was always up getting off to work too early as well. His name was Bobby from Fairborn and he had curly hair. He is dead now I was told. But we did not do too much. Just enough to steam up the windows
