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<DIV>Yes I remember the punch boards, also the slot machines, and how each time
they came out to collect the money the settings was changed.</DIV>
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<DIV>Dorothy Wogh</DIV>
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<A title=cchouk@cox.net href="mailto:cchouk@cox.net">Cecil Houk</A> </DIV>
<DIV style="FONT: 10pt arial"><B>To:</B> <A
title=or-roots@sosinet.sos.state.or.us
href="mailto:or-roots@sosinet.sos.state.or.us">or-roots</A> </DIV>
<DIV style="FONT: 10pt arial"><B>Sent:</B> Monday, September 26, 2005 6:40
PM</DIV>
<DIV style="FONT: 10pt arial"><B>Subject:</B> [or-roots] Do you remember punch
boards?</DIV>
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<DIV><FONT face=Arial><STRONG>Do you remember punch bords? I do.
They were a a form of gambling I remember in the Sweet Home, OR area in the
1940's. They were a bit less than a foot square, with a zillion holes
drilled through them. The bottom side was covered by a plain piece of
paper. The holes were filled with rolled up slips of paper with a win/no
win message. The top of the board was covered by a printed sheet that
named the board, and indicated where the holes were. You pay your money;
you "punch" out a hole. Mostly you won nothing,
BUT...</STRONG></FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><STRONG><FONT face=Arial>One night we stopped at a cafe in Foster (I
think the building is still there, but was vacant the last times I saw it 1998
& 2000), located on the NE corner of HWY 20 and Wiley Creek Road. My
dad won a stuffed animal on their punch board. It was a white horse
about a foot long, and not quite as high. This is one of the few things
my dad ever won.</FONT></STRONG></DIV>
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<DIV><STRONG><FONT face=Arial>Now why do I remember this? My mother
named the horse Dobbin; why I do not know, but I do know that she would not
allow Doug or me to play with it - Dobbin became a part of our Christmas
decorations. He spent 11 months a year carefully packed
away.</FONT></STRONG></DIV>
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<DIV><STRONG><FONT face=Arial>Long story short: my mother gave Dobbin to
Doug's kids, and I kidnapped him from them in 1973. I still have Dobbin,
but he's far from white today. :-(</FONT></STRONG></DIV>
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<DIV><STRONG><FONT face=Arial>The trigger for this memory came from a WW II
map of Germany that I saw on the History Channel today (9-26-05), showing the
town of Dobbin!</FONT></STRONG></DIV>
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<DIV><STRONG><FONT face=Arial>Yes. My Houks/Haucks came from
Germany.</FONT></STRONG></DIV>
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<DIV><STRONG><FONT face=Arial>Cecil</FONT></STRONG></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT face=Arial>Cecil Houk, ET1 USN Ret.<BR>PO Box 530833<BR>San Diego
CA 92153<BR>FAX 619-428-6434<BR><A
href="mailto:cchouk@cox.net">mailto:cchouk@cox.net</A><BR>ANDERSON - BLAKELY -
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