Sadly my grandfather died in 1980.  As I hear stories from my mother and father, I discover that my grandfather would have been called a “work-aholic” in today’s society.  He lived to work and worked to live.  He spent countless hours on the job and in his office at the dairy.  Some of my childhood memories would be of spending Sunday afternoons at my grandparent’s house in Phoenixville.  My brother and I would play or watch TV or play in the yard.  We liked to climb the big trees, climb on the white fence and look at the cows.  At around 4pm we would ready ourselves to go home.  Shortly before we left, my grandfather would leave the office and walked the twenty or so yards to the back door of the house.  He would mumble a “hello” and go in and eat his dinner.  Unfortunately, I don’t remember having a single conversation with him beyond that.

I was 10 years old when he died.  I didn’t know him well.  My mother said I could take something from the house that I would remember him by.  I took this wallet and one other bill fold.  I also was able to take a candy display from the store as well as many Showalter dairy collectibles mentioned throughout this blog.

RS stands for Russell Showalter.  He never actually used it.  It was still in the box and had the insert in it.  I use it only on special occasions.