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Updated 6/25/2022

This Day in History July 2022:


July 1, 1979: Sony introduced the Walkman.
July 2, 1962: Wal-Mart Discount City opened in Rogers, Arkansas. It was the first Walmart store in the country.
July 3, 1922: “Fruit Garden and Home” magazine was introduced but was later renamed “Better Homes and Gardens.”
July 4, 2004: In New York, the cornerstone of the Freedom Tower (One World Trade Center) was laid on the former World Trade Center site.
July 7, 1981: Ronald Reagan appointed Sandra Day O’Connor to the U.S. Supreme Court, the first woman to be appointed to the highest court in the U.S.


July 8, 2011: Space Shuttle Atlantis was launched for the last time.
July 11, 1914: Babe Ruth made his MLB debut with the Boston Red Sox.


July 16, 1935: Oklahoma City became the first city in the U.S. to install parking meters.
July 17, 1950: The television show “The Colgate Comedy Hour” debuted featuring Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis.
July 20, 1969: A global audience watched on television as Apollo 11 Astronaut Neil Armstrong took his first step onto the moon.


July 24, 1956: Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis ended their team after a decade together.
July 27, 1953: The Korean War ended with the signing of an armistice by U.S. and North Korea.


July 29, 2005: Astronomers announced that they had discovered a new planet, Xena, in orbit around the sun.
July 30, 1956: The phrase “In God We Trust” was adopted as the U.S. national motto.
July 31, 1928: MGM’s Leo the lion roared for the first time.

Whispers from Within

Submitted by Verona a resident. 12/1/2021

Accomplished. A successful hour of writing. Now back to tackling the daily ‘To Do’ list. Unfolding the cover back over my tablet, I paused midway remembering to check how much battery power was left. Plenty of power.


I started to cover the screen again but was startled by a soft voice coming from deep within. I lifted the cover and listened more intently. This time I heard it more clearly, an impish whisper asking, “Are you sure you don’t want to play just one game?”


I answered with a curt, “No! I have things to do.”


“Awww, come on, just one little game? You deserve it. Think of how much fun it will be,” the mischievous voice urged.


“I don’t think so; I have things to do.” But I slowly opened the cover wondering which of the screen’s mindless game icons was begging me to reconsider. Nothing seemed amiss. No icon was doing the ‘quaking with fear’ dance that I had seen when it was threatened with deletion.


“Do icons become rusty or sluggish when not used?”, I asked myself. I clicked on one just to make sure all was well with this family of time-wasters. That first one seemed to be working well. Anyway, it was good to check since I hadn’t played that particular game in quite a while. Better check further. It took several rounds of the game to convince me that neglecting a game was not hurtful to its self-esteem or ability to make me lose.


Maybe I should check another just in case. Same story…all was well. Then, my eyes fell on my watch and brought me back with a jolt. “How could 40 minutes have passed already?”, I chided myself.


I quickly closed the cover, but not before the same puckish whisper asked, “Now, wasn’t that fun? Come on, admit it!” I glanced around the room to make sure no person was watching, lifted the corner of the cover and sheepishly mumbled to the invisible voice, “Yes, that really was fun.”

From the Clutter of My Old Office Corner

A continuing saga of a cluttered office.

Submitted by anonymous Verona resident. 11/1/2021



As I sit here composing November’s trip around my office corner, I think about the writing I did in the past eleven months. In my hand is my old Parker 51 ballpoint pen that filled many rough drafts with words. It has the signature arrow-shaped pocket clip. The worn push top and the partially legible words, Parker Pen, attest to the number of years it has been a faithful servant. Its life has been prolonged by replacement Parker T-Ball Jotter cartridges. I received it as a gift from my spouse when I started a new job many decades ago, thus it is hard to part with it.


We all remember when mending and patching was the thing we did to extend the life of our belongings. None of this throwaway thinking that exists today. In the Coke case is a wooden mending egg. Its oval shape slipped easily into the heel of a sock revealing the thread-bare spot. Experienced fingers could weave a patch equally as durable and woven as neatly as the original.


Pushed into a small crack of the Coke case is the working end of an ice pick. The wooden handle is imprinted with the word COKE and the top end holds a bottle opener. Every home had an ice pick if an ice box was used. The pick would be used to chop off pieces of the ice block until the frozen rectangle fit into its compartment. This was done while the children eagerly waited for ice chip treats.


On top the pop case is an 8” wood box plane. After all these years the blade is still razor sharp. Adjustment is done with a wooden wedge. When the wedge is forced in to hold the blade at the desired length, the plane is ready to use.


In one corner of the desk a collection of empty pill bottles is staring back at me. It seems the size and number of the containers has gradually increased without my realizing it. Could it be that they parallel my aging?

The pile of magazines containing the 1943 LIFE issue I spoke about in January still sits in another corner. Additionally there are 3 more historical issues of the LIFE: October 2, 1964 featuring the unforgettable Zapruder film; December 26, 1969 with “The ‘60s – A Decade of Tumult and Change”; and the last one, the new smaller- sized LIFE, 3” shorter and 1½” narrower, highlighting 1993, a “Year in Pictures”.


Once again my eyes take in my special area: the bulletin board, the Coke case and the desk. As I write, my pen is starting to skip, going dry over the past year that has come full circle. It seems the Ol’ Pack Rat is also going dry. But it is still enjoyable for me to sit here passing the time thinking about where and why I accumulated the various items which have so much history. Thanks to Verona Senior Center for allowing me to fill this space while I reminisced. Perhaps other readers might want to share tidbits of their past experiences. Give the Senior Center staff a call. As I stated many times before, continue to remember and share…it’s good for you and good for the younger generations, also.


So long, The Ol’ Pack Rat

From the Clutter of My Old Office Corner

A continuing saga of a cluttered office.

Submitted by anonymous Verona resident. 10/1/2021



October…I like the month of October. The air is crisp and the world changes in color from its variety of greens to red-yellow oranges. And October is the time for homecoming. In the old pop case is a kazoo. I recall our homecoming parade when the football team had a kazoo band. It seemed the only tune they could play was the school fight song but that was sufficient to rally the crowd. Each high school class vied for the honor of best float. After the Friday afternoon parade, all the floats were dismantled and the pieces stacked high to create a huge pile. That night it would become a bonfire as part of the pregame pep rally. The game had to be played during the day on Saturday as there were no lighted fields for night events.


Near the kazoo in the pop case rests a glass electrical fuse. Many older houses had a four-circuit fuse box. The four fuses worked very well when they were first installed, each serving one or two rooms. Their loads were light: a few lamps and overhead bulbs, a radio, and maybe a fan during the summer months. Then came the newfangled appliances, all of which put a strain on the circuits. The iron, electric fry pan and waffle iron, curling iron and hair dryer were some of the culprits. If more than one of these was plugged into the same circuit at a time – Lights out! This was followed by the usual routine: a few choice words uttered, a search in the dark for the flashlight, and a trip to the basement to install another fuse.

Hanging from the bulletin board is a pair of handmade ice skates…a cool thought in these remaining still -warm days! Unlike modern skates where the foot is inserted into a boot, this pair is very simple. It consists of a one inch high hand-forged, narrow blade which tapered into a complete, upright circle in front. On top of the blade is a carved wooden foot shape, 1.5 inch thick, that is attached to the blade with screws. On top the wooden surface a few hobnails are exposed so their sharp ends can help secure the sole of one’s shoe to the skate. Additionally, a front leather strap and one in the back were the only other means of keeping the skate on the shoe. I would guess these skates are approximately one-hundred years old.


They surely bring back memories of my own ice skating days although my skates were more “modern” ones. Our rink was a backwater slough off the river which ran through the edge of town. The quarter-mile long slough defined the end of town on the west side of Main Street. Every time it snowed we cleared a spot to skate. The town put up a “warming” shack except there was no heat, no stove, only two benches for sitting to put on our skates. When the weather turned colder, we would collect wood and build a fire some place on the ice. Fond memories for sure, but who can ever forget the cold feet we endured while skating? Keep remembering, it’s good for you.


The Ol’ Pack Rat

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Posted 6/24/2019

July 2019


Arthur E. Clough


RSVP Vets Helping Vets Program Helps Veterans and Families Do What They Love


Arthur loves to sing, Judith loves books, and Amy loves to give back as a volunteer.  This amazing trio met through RSVP’s Vets Helping Vets (VHV) program.  The program provides rides free of charge to medical and other important appointments for Veterans and their family members who don’t have access to other transportation.


Judith and Arthur E. Clough came to Verona from Texas in 2017 to be near daughter Heather R. Bowers.  Arthur is a retired U.S. Army Veteran with 28 years of service. When her parents first arrived, Heather did all the driving for them.  Enter Amy Lasch, who volunteers for RSVP as a VHV driver and in the Madison office. Asked about why she volunteers Amy promptly said, “When my kids went off to college I had extra time, and I wanted to give back.  I enjoy volunteering and it’s important!”


Lasch works 70 percent as a Physician Assistant for UW-Health in Madison.  Amy said, “I’ve been driving Arthur and Judith for about a year now.  At first, Arthur couldn’t remember my name and called me ‘Tammy,’ but after a short while he made an effort to remember my name and says ‘I know, your name is Amy!’”  Amy enjoys driving Arthur and Judith to help them get to and from activities and to socialize.  “Arthur talks about himself and his memories, such as singing bass in a choir.  Judith is researching her family history and I drop her off at the library.


Arthur goes to activities such as Club 108 at the Verona Senior Center.”


Club 108 is an activity program for individuals with early memory loss named after the Verona Senior Center’s address, 108 Paoli Street.  Club 108 Program Assistant Jan Paul said, “Arthur forms friendships and interacts with different ages, physical abilities and backgrounds.  The program uses cognitive stimulating activities such as conversation, crossword puzzles, movies, games, skits, music, gardening, art and photo sharing from trips and guest speakers.”  Jan and longtime volunteer Lou Slamar run the Club 108 program. Verona Senior Center Program Manager Alasa Wiest said, “Club 108 is a growing program with a group of very involved 80 to 90 year olds who meet weekly.  Every other week, our caregivers support group meets at the same time as Club 108, allowing caregivers time for a short break and to confer with one another.”


Heather Bowers, daughter of Arthur and Judith said, “Dad sang on both Veterans Day and Memorial Day at the Verona Senior Center and my Mom’s rides to the library every two weeks are an incredible, critical thing for her.  She
sometimes leaves the library with ten books to consume!”  Heather loves the help she gets from Amy and RSVP’s VHV program, “I was doing all the driving myself, it is an enormous help, I would be at my wit’s end without the service.”


Amy remembers how proud Arthur was when he sang for Memorial Day and Veteran’s Day.  Her greeting from Arthur says it all, “when he sees me he says with a big hug, ‘It feels like forever since I’ve seen you!’”


RSVP volunteers like Amy help folks like Arthur and Judith to keep doing what they love! If you are interested in learning more about volunteering as a driver, contact Mary Schmelzer, Driver Services Co-Manager at 608-441-7896 or


Written by Luanne Fax, RSVP of Dane County, Driver Services Marketing & Program Assistant