The official travel journal of Jerry & Ann Linebarger
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Tobacco, in those days, came in tins - not cartons.
I remembered many of the old medicines . . .
especially this one that my mother used to make me take on occasion.  Pee-yew!  It was nasty!
And, of course, we all were given S.S.S. Tonic or Geritol!
Seems like, wherever we visit, Jerry always ends up in jail.  Loved the "Dew Drop Inn".
You can tell by the smile that he's not too worried about getting out.  
City Hall was certainly fancy!