A blurry photo, but worth it still: Abram Hey, reading to his children, Sue, Phil, and Jan (Steve's mom).
Grandpa Hey went to the Lions Club at noon, while Uncle Clement went to Rotary Club. Uncle Phil, along with two friends, was invited to speak at lunch to the Rotarians. They spoke on conservation. (recollection by Phil Hey)
My mom, Janna Hey Dean, writes, "He [Abram Hey] used to read to us often, especially poetry: "Song of Hiawatha," "Midnight Ride of Paul Revere," "Blessings on Thee, little man, Barefoot boy with cheek of tan."
Grandpa Hey often told his children his "Willie and Woozer" stories. Grandpa Hey wrote down several of the stories and numbered them. Following is Adventure Four:
One evening father came home and told mother, "I bought that little farm we talked about so if you wish we will move out there soon." He told Willie that he could have a dog as soon as they were moved to the farm.
Willie and Gladys couldn't decide on a name for their dog when one day their Uncle Henry visited them and told them a story about a dog named Woozer. So they said, "That's it. We will call him Woozer."
The next morning mother asked everyone what they would like for breakfast. Uncle Henry said, "Ask Woozer. Speak up Woozer." Woozer barked warf, warf, warfles. Will said, "That's it, waffles and sausage." So everyone including Woozer had waffles and sausage and Woozer was so full he laid down in front of the fireplace and slept till Willie came home from school. (Complete Willie and Woozer Stories.)
