Door to door salesmen are a thing of the past. But I can remember when they were regular visitors. Today I will start off this column with encounters with three insurance fellows. The first one came here, some 40 years ago. What is memorable about him, he was here the evening the house down the hill burned. We were in the dining room, when we looked out the north window and noticed huge flames; something big was burning. The fellow left, and Terry and the children drove down there to see what was going on. Oh, goodness, the entire house went up in flames. It was so sad.
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