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I am in the middle of a series about my grandmother Eveline’s senior year of high school (1917-1918), but today is a bit of a break. I’m not aware that my grandmother ever played tennis or if there were even any tennis courts in her home town of Mystic, Iowa. The nearby county seat, Centerville, had tennis courts at the country club and the YMCA, so there were people playing tennis – but probably not Eveline.

Shoe stores in Centerville advertised tennis shoes for 69 cents. And there were stories of how “boys” at the local National Guard camp were in need of shoes, as many only had tennis shoes that were falling apart.

I did find this amusing photo in her local newspaper.

I wonder if anyone in Mystic took up ice tennis?

This post was originally about food, hence the title of this post that WordPress will NOT let me edit! What??? Anyway, I have too many tidbits about food saved from the newspaper and the internet and have run out of time for this week, so I’ll serve that up later.

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Sepia Saturday provides bloggers with an opportunity to share their history through the medium of photographs. Historical photographs of any age or kind become the launchpad for explorations of family history, local history and social history in fact or fiction, poetry or prose, words or further images. If you want to play along, sign up to the link, try to visit as many of the other participants as possible, and have fun.