Remembering Labor Day past traditions

When I was a kid, my parents would take us to visit friends who used to live next door to us and then they moved to Galesburg. It was John and Gladys Corcoran and because John worked at odd shifts at the railroad we would al- ways go for a picnic at the Lake Story Park at seven o’clock in the morning. It was always so good smelling the coffee brewing over the fire in that big old cowboy coffee pot. I never could drink coffee however, I sure remember smelling that along with the eggs and bacon that were being fried.

After we were married we were telling our friends what good times we had at the morning breakfast picnics in Galesburg, and they asked: Why don’t we have a breakfast picnic? There were eight couples that met for the morning picnic down in what was called at that time, the Recreation Park. It was on a Sunday morning and after our picnic breakfast everyone had to go home and get ready for church. It was right then that we decided to invite the couples to come out to our home for the entire day and that day was Labor Day. &nbsp;&nbsp;<ahref="http://etypeservices.com/Cass%20County%20Star%20GazetteID497/"><spanstyl... 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">To view more, please log in or subscribe to the digital edition.</span></a></p>