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120 With regard to food, we got in every fall, crates and crates of Mrs. Sadler's canned goods, which were stored in the cellar in a dark room along with 8 or 10 bushels of various varieties of Knapp apples and we worked on these supplies all winter until Charlie Desamone appeared again in the the spring with his vegetable wagon. Another food delicacy in Syracuse was Rauch's ice cream which was made locally and could be obtained only by going to Mr. Rauch's establishment which I believe also included a bakery, something like Blodgetts, but sans restaurant. And that was [[underline]] ice cream [[/underline]] ! I doubt if such ice cream is available commercially anywhere in the country today. Additional comments on our automobiling: a) I remember happening to be looking out the window one day toward the corner of Highland and DeWitt, and seeing a car turn onto Highland from DeWitt except the right front wheel, which detached itself from the car and continued straight on down DeWitt. b) When we'd drive to the golf club, we'd drive out James as far as the Orville Road and then cross the valley on it, coming out at Orville, then proceeding east on the Fayetteville Road to the club. All that area is now built up and no longer is it a drive in the country. c) When we'd drive to Auburn or Skaneateles, we'd go west on the Camillus Road and a very intriguing sight to me was the Solvay Process overhead conveyor line that crossed the road just outside the city limits, and carried limestone from the quarries at Split Rock to the plant at Solvay. It ran continuously. When the quarries were exhausted a few years later, they switched to the limestone from the Jamesville quarries which, as I've already mentioned, was transported to the plant via the Lackawanna. d) One very challenging hill for the cars of the time, was on the back road running from Onondaga Valley to Onondaga Hill although the road from Elmwood to Onondaga Hill, up which we'd trudge to Cousin Kate's, was also quite a climb. One ominous landmark beyond Onondaga Hill, was the county poorhouse, upon which I looked with as much awe and dread as upon Auburn prison. e) Another popular drive was south to Tully which lay in the beautiful Onondaga Valley some 15-20 miles south of town. Tully was the home of Tully Farms which supplied the best milk in the vicinity as well as chickens, ducks and turkeys of high quality. Some farmer had built up a big, famous business for himself down there and people would go down just to look at his establishment.
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