From time to time, my mind wonders in the past! I know I shouldn’t let my mind wonder, it’s too little to be out there all alone! I do wonder, why I can remember things from fifty plus years ago and I can’t remember things that just happened this morning? Some might want to put a label on this condition, but for free, I just say, “Old age is creeping up on me!” Recently, it’s been a creeping way too, much!
I just glance at the ten and twenty year ago column. But, that fifty is really enlightening! When, I moved back to Mason, I’d ask a young person, “Who’s your Daddy?” Only to have to rephrase that question to, “Who’s your Grandpa?”
So, for all of us “Mature Mason Folks,” I’m betting you’ll really remember this. Hofmann Lumber and Funeral Home! Chester and Virgil Hofmann had a lumber company and a funeral home, combined. Build you a house and them let them build your casket! This was located where Hemphill Insurance and a Survey Company now preside.
They also used the hearse for an ambulance. The hearse had a red light and siren. Too, it was black. When Chester didn’t drive it, there was always Grover McDougal and Bill Donop to drive it. There are some funny stories about the Hearse/Ambulance, but that’s a whole different story or maybe stories!
If you saw the ambulance going to the Hospital, sometimes you really didn’t know if they were a coming or a going. But, being Mason, you soon found out who’s sick-hurt or died!
You’d have good care at the Mason Memorial Hospital. Doc. Bodenhamer was the best. Nurse Noris, was like a First Sargent, but she knew her business. Too, if you didn’t follow her advice, “Well, the heck with you!”
I sometimes wonder who bought the old black hearse/ambulance? Wonder, if it went to Mexico? Boy, if that hearse could talk, what a tale it would tell!
P.S. Pearl is still hanging in there. No puppies yet. But, I’m not counting tomorrow out. Hope she knows what to do, because, I don’t have a clue on how to, “birth puppies!”