Ahh, mmmmemories of Butler. My grandmother and I went every Saturday to Butler. My fondest memories were going to Woolworth's and pickiing out a balloon that hung above the umbrella shaped tables. We always got chocolate sundaes and then went downstairs to look for some bargains. Then it was off to the Penn for a movie. My mom used to be a waitress at the Hot Dog shoppe, and can so remember her brisk steps and calling out "2hots".

Waiting in line in the cold to get a seat. Allans toyland, wooden floors and going way back in the store, just to see the bikes. Gosh, so far ago, nothing like memories of your home town to bring back Christmas memories of those that we have loved and lost. Miss you Mom and grandma Williams.