To know the panic in the New York subway fire you must have ridden a subway during a rush period.
Out here in the middle west, we have a kind habit of saying "pardon me" or "excuse me" when we bump into someone. (It has happened that without the pardonable remark the bumper-upper sometimes gets an upper-cutter.)
But in the east, at least on the subways, bumping and crowding are a common occurrence. New Yorkers don't intend to be rude. It's just that they have bumped and rubbed so many times they take it for granted everyone else does the same.
New Yorkers are courteous, however. Light up a fag or a pipe on a subway and you'll get more eye-glares than you can stand without a pair of sunglasses.
Col. Barney Oldfield, U.S. Air Force, who was in Omaha recently, was a pupil of Mrs. Werner Baucke, 1312 First Corso, Nebraska City. The colonel attended Mrs. Baucke's third, fourth and fifth grade classes at the Elk Creek school. The colonel writes the school teacher on occasion.
What is an American?
He yells for the government to balance the budget and then takes the last dime he has to make a down payment on a house.
Paul Knoll, your friendly "cousin," said Paul Rhodes, a former Bridgeport attorney, visited the Country Store recently and "bought up all my newspapers." Mr. Rhodes had just won a $450,500 judgment in a Kansas suit.
A small town is where everybody knows whose check is good and whose husband isn't.
The loyalty of Nebraska Citians and visitors to Arbor Day was shown Sunday when, despite rain, 200 persons attended the annual ceremony.
Among the visitors was the Everett Gibbs family of Grand Island. They are the parents of the late Clark Gibbs, Nebraska City Chamber manager, who was killed in an auto accident three years ago. The Gibbs family attended church Sunday at St. Mary's Episcopal church.
Caryl Peters, Miss Nebraska City, was among those brave folks in the Sunday parade. She rode in the convertible driven by Bob Toler . . . but they had to put up the top because of the rain . . . Rotarians also rode in a convertible-with-the-top-up in the parade driven by Sam Metcalf.
Cheryl Harshbarger, Nebraska City Saddle club queen, decided against riding in the parade and who could blame her. Miss Harshbarger was dressed in her gold outfit.
And then there was the dog show.
It was a good idea and popular with about 75 youngsters, although I doubt much that the dogs gave a hoot about it.
Not included in the list of winners was Mary Beth Koerber, first in largest dog, Steven Volkmer, second and Michael Lechner, third. Becky Koerber, a sister, placed third in best costumed.
A number of the youngsters showed dogs owned by friends and neighbors. It would be interesting to know how many Kennel Club members there are in Nebraska City.