A Much Kinder Time Part 3 ~ by Grace Augustine

     Do you remember your first job?  I mean other than delivering the local newspaper, mowing lawn, or babysitting?  I did my fair share of babysitting during my teen years. What I'm talking about is your first regular paycheck job after high school...maybe for some it would be during or after college.
     My first paying job was for Maxie's Bakery. It was a mom and pop type place owned by Max, Sr. and Ella Mae Cebula. They were wonderful people and employers. There was one other person who helped with the baking, his name was George. 
     When I was hired, I was the front sales person...in charge of greeting customers, filling their orders, slicing and bagging the fresh bread in front of their very eyes, and making sure the display cases of pastries were clean and filled.
     There were so many wonderful pastries, it was hard to name a favorite. However, there was a favorite...and it was one that wasn't made too often. I don't believe it had a name. It was a miniature cinnamon roll made in mini cupcake pans. The batter was
different...buttery if that was even possible. There were also apricot and cherry filled butterhorns (I see the quizzical looks on your faces.) Butterhorns were round sweet dough with fruit in the centers (similar to kolaches, yet different. In today's world, they equate butterhorns with crescent rolls...in the 70's it wasn't so, they were more like Danish.) 
   
 I hated quitting that job because I loved the people so much, but I left it for a job with First Montana Title and Abstract Company. At the time, the office was located in the corner building that housed Glacier County Bank. The title office was "upstairs" along with Froman Oil and Gas Company. If you look at the very back of the building past the mural, that was the entrance to my offices. There were two huge windows.
     My job was to go to the courthouse daily and record what was called the "take off"-- documents pertaining to land that had been recorded that day. Let me tell you, there were a lot of documents some days...easements, rights of way, quit claim deeds, warranty deeds, etc. 
     I learned the process of writing title insurance, updating abstracts, pulling chains of title on parcels of land for independent oil and gas companies, and met some very interesting characters.
     The first time I met Wilbur Werner, one of the town's attorneys, he made me cry. I don't remember the circumstances, but I remember my boss was furious and went to his office and confronted him. From that moment on, Mr. Werner became a good friend. He taught me a lot about tribal law and life in general. I loved listening to his stories.
     
Another favorite person I had conversations with was the tribal chief, Bill Big Springs. It makes me smile to think of him sitting in my office telling legends of the Blackfeet Nation.
     While working at the title and abstract office I witnessed a tornado (out of these windows--there is no longer a door) go right past the window and up the street--doing damage to the school. 

I attended many men's slow-pitch softball games because the attorneys I worked with played. I made many friends...the ladies at the Clerk of Court and County Recorder offices, the President and VP of the title company, many of the guys who worked for Froman's stopped and said hello and chatted for a few minutes on their way in or out.
     I feet privileged to have lived during a time without computers, without social media, a much kinder time. To this day I prefer face to face in person conversations than typed ones. You cannot replicate the warmth of the person you are speaking with, the laughter you hear, or the joy on their face when you experience it first hand. 
     I left my hometown of Cut Bank, Montana in 1976 and moved to Portland, Oregon and later to Iowa. These tales hold memories as well,  but are best left for another day.

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TODAY WE'RE CELEBRATING THE BIRTHDAYS OF TWO FABULOUS LADIES WHO ARE MEMBERS OF ORIGINALITY BY DESIGN...CO-FOUNDER, JOANNE JAYTANIE-DUNCAN AND AUTHOR & COVER ARTIST, LINDA BOULANGER. WISHING BOTH OF YOU A YEAR FILLED WITH MANY POSSIBILITIES AND MUCH LOVE AND SUCCESS.


 





















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JOANNE
LINDA

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    1. They really were. There's nothing like real, homemade food!

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  2. What a wonderful memory!! Thank you for sharing. Now, of course I want butterhorn!! lolol

    And HAPPY HAPPY Birthday ladies!! Hope your day is as special as the both of you are!!! <3 <3

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  3. That would be a good thing. Wishing we were closer to share coffee and a butterhorn!

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  4. Thank you, Grace. What a great post.

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  5. Thanks! I hope you had a fabulous birthday!!!

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