Showing posts with label Pete Poker. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pete Poker. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 4, 2023
Monday, August 17, 2015
Wednesday, November 26, 2014
Highlights In The Life of James Monsen ~ Mt. Pleasant Businesses Change Hands ~ Civic Affairs ~ Lumber Milling
James writes on page 93: "Developments, changes and advancements that have taken place under my observation, if foretold, would be incomprehensible and unbelievable. Yet, true no business houses in the town of Mt. Pleasant are now, in 1947, operating under the same name as in 1888, the year of my marriage.
Friday, December 16, 2011
Monday, June 7, 2010
Pearle M. Olsen ~ Author of "Frame the Laced Moments" ~ published in 1978
Pearle is also the author of "Nickels From A Sheep's Back" ~ the Biography of her father John K. Madsen. Pearle passed away in 1985
From " Frame the Laced Moments", Pearl Remembers the Candy Shop of Pete Poker:
THE CANDY MAN
He was a frugal man with words,
Yet liberal with time he spent in his shop,
A tiny niche in the sidewalk-front
Of the green frame opera house.
Small as it was there was plenty of room
For a long showcase of penny-goods.
There Pete Poker waited, short and balding:
Peter Jensen was his real name
And I thought Pointer would have been
A better nickname than Poker.
His cushioned armchair near a monkey stove
Revealed long years of waiting-wear.
A wire-handled fly swatter
Was a part of Pete's right hand,
As much belonging to him as fingers.
His left hand patiently opened the glass case
At noon, recess, and after school
When children shoved across the street to point,
Chanting "one of these" and "one of those."
And Pete pointed from his side to be sure
As years multiplied...
The poem "The Candy Man" and "The Author" Pearle Madsen Olsen are posted here with the permission of John K. Olsen, a son.
From " Frame the Laced Moments", Pearl Remembers the Candy Shop of Pete Poker:
THE CANDY MAN
He was a frugal man with words,
Yet liberal with time he spent in his shop,
A tiny niche in the sidewalk-front
Of the green frame opera house.
Small as it was there was plenty of room
For a long showcase of penny-goods.
There Pete Poker waited, short and balding:
Peter Jensen was his real name
And I thought Pointer would have been
A better nickname than Poker.
His cushioned armchair near a monkey stove
Revealed long years of waiting-wear.
A wire-handled fly swatter
Was a part of Pete's right hand,
As much belonging to him as fingers.
His left hand patiently opened the glass case
At noon, recess, and after school
When children shoved across the street to point,
Chanting "one of these" and "one of those."
And Pete pointed from his side to be sure
As years multiplied...
The poem "The Candy Man" and "The Author" Pearle Madsen Olsen are posted here with the permission of John K. Olsen, a son.
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