Searcy, AR

My Searcy readers have said enough of those shoe blogs. Give us another history blog.

They just want a challenge. So here it is. I've had this picture for awhile but have never heard any discussion about it. It says Sanitarium Searcy Ark on the front.

Was this dated back to tuberculosis sanitariums? Searcy had one? If so, where was it and what happened to it.

Another possibility was that it was some sort of relaxing spa? Look at the ladies in fancy duds. Note the tennis net in the front. Bet they had dirt courts for sure! Perhaps they came for the healing waters of Spring Park springs.

I'm listening, Searcy....................................

Clip, clip, clip, klop, kloppety, klop.......here she comes again.....

"She" means all the women in my office who wear "bad" shoes. Dumb shoes is what I call them. There is a pergo floor in the hall and the sounds of those shoes grate on the nerves.

A little filler in the paper today said this. More than 60% of women select damaging shoes. Based on the questioning of 3,378 men and women from Framingham, Mass., the study indicated that only 2% of men choose bad shoes. The questions were based on past and present and the women's answers showed a definite link between foot pain and shoes.

Women who reported they'd worn high heels, pumps, sandles and slippers all their lives were at the greatest risk of foot pain in their older years.

So those women coming up and down the hall who are so annoying in sound will get their's. I'm just waiting. I've always thought we women were as smart as men but in the shoe department we rank way, way below. I've also made the statement that until women choose comfortable shoes they'll never be truly equal to men. Unfortunately, I don't get many to agree with me.

In fact, the choices of shoes for women seem to get wilder and wilder. This one is a Jimmy Choo and is on the internet for $240. It would be a better choice than some because at least it is strapped on the foot.

My feet feel better right now just knowing that I can't affort this shoe!

It's that time of the year again!

TREASURE HUNT! THE GREAT ARKANSAS TREASURE HUNT!

Who can resist looking at it to see if you can claim a prize? I found a Barbara Duncan above but it's not me. That's not where I live.

By going to the website www.artreasurehunt.com you can check to see if your name is on the list. Unclaimed property (not real estate) such as uncashed checks, abandoned bank accounts, utility deposits, and various other things are reported to the Auditor of State Unclaimed Property Division. If you find your name you can file a claim to "claim" the treasure.

Last year the state paid out about 7.3 million in belated claims and this year 56,000 new names were added to the list. Try it. Even if you're not from Arkansas, there may be something for you!!

Walking through my house I was suddenly blinded by the colors of the rainbow on my furniture and on my carpet and floors. It's sorta like a sign. Lighten up. Be happy. Rainbows are everywhere. I ran to get my camera because after all, blogging about a rainbow could be inspirational if I were talented enough to write an inspirational blog.

Then I noticed something. There's dust in this rainbow on my antique chest........ BUT, the dust has the lovely colors too!

And how often do you find the perfect rainbow colors inside your home?

These pictures are like a Norman Rockwell painting. Rockwell could have made a great magazine cover. It would show very deserving small-town soldiers visiting home and posing beside the bank. He'd have put in the weeds growing beside the sidewalk, the car in the background, the wrinkles in the uniforms, and even the cracks in the street.

My dad, at my wedding, wore his tie poked into the shirt like these guys. He never wore a tie but when he put one on for the big night, I was quite frankly mortified. Evidently, according to these guys, it was a fashion during WWII, for which my father was drafted. I'd never seen such a fashion.

Rockwell would have made the sign in the back readable. I'll have to depend on Searcy Arkansas historians to tell me what the sign said. They can also name the guys if they know them.