Frawin Photos

frawin · November 14, 2015, 02:11:14 PM

Diane Billy got to old to be safe Driving so Ted started driving him everywhere. I remember your Grandparents well, they lived just a Block East of my Parents when I was Growing up. Your Grandfather always had a big Garden. But, In the the old days everyone had a big Garden and canned everything they could. I had lots of good visits with Ted. I knew where everyone lived in Howard, I delivered the Winfield Daily Courier foe 3 Years. Then I started delivering the Wichita Beacon, it was an Evening Paper, I delivered it on Horseback, on a Beautiful Deep Sorrel Morgan Stallion. He got to where he knew which Houses and which streets to turn on.

frawin · November 15, 2015, 02:25:18 PM

Yesterday, we took both the TBird and the Model A to A Place on the Main Highway here, to be serviced.The guy that owns and runs the place, said he would service them both for free, on one condition, I had to leave them for 4 days, and each day he would put them out in front of his Building for everyone to see. I agreed to it. I went back by there to see if he got them serviced ok, he said he did and they had been in front on the Highway and 4 different People had stopped wanting to buy one and/or the other of them. I told him they are not for sale at any price. They go to my 2 boys.

W. Gray · December 07, 2015, 09:11:17 AM

Photos from the Prosper, Texas, Christmas parade.

Frank's son, Sterling, is driving the Model A with Frank's wife, Myrna, riding shotgun. The two ladies in the rumble seat are local Prosper girls.

Frank and Myrna Winn, still best friends and partners after 52 years of marriage.

Frank's stepdaughter, 4-year old Ryan, on her Uncle Sterling's shoulders.

Myrna Winn and daughter Stephanie

frawin · December 07, 2015, 10:16:18 AM

My Sister Anita made that Christmas Vest for me. She was my oldest Sibling and after I lost my Mother she became my Mother. We drove up once or twice a week to spend tome with her. When she started Failing her Daughters Moved her to a Nursing Home in Wichita. When she was about gone her Daughters called and said if we wanted to see her, we had better come pretty Quick. My Brother Bob and Myrna and I went over. They told us she hadn't rallied or opened her eyes for along time. The Nurse told us she probably wouldn't respond and if she did she wouldn't know us. Bob and I stood by her Bed for quite awhile, finally I took her Hand and said Sis I love you. Thanks to the Lord she opened her eyes and looked at us, and said" MY BROTHERS" and she closed her eyes and was gone. I think it really got Bob and, I had a hard time holding back the Tears, I still think of her often. Being the youngest in a big Family is not what a lot people think it is. I have buried 13 Siblings.

proelkco · December 08, 2015, 07:32:33 AM

That is hard for anyone but the love was truly there.

frawin · December 08, 2015, 07:39:25 AM

Thanks, Pro, I know the Loss of your Mother and Father was tough on you and your family. I don't remember your Mother but I really enjoyed your Father, he was really a neat person, we had lots of great discussions.

W. Gray · December 13, 2015, 05:58:23 AM

Photo of Wabash Street looking north from Randolph from Frank Winn. From around 1905.

W. Gray · December 13, 2015, 06:00:33 AM

Photo of the Howard Post Office submitted by Frank Winn. From around 1905.

W. Gray · December 13, 2015, 06:02:49 AM

Photo of Howard High School submitted by Frank Winn. From around 1905.

W. Gray · December 13, 2015, 06:22:22 AM

To go along with Frank's photo.

This is from a 2005 post:
"The First National Bank purchased this corner 2-story stone building from W.M. Crooks, Oct.1, 1884 and sold it to J.F. Darby July 14, 1891. There was a store in this building until about 1896 when it was occupied as the Post Office until 1962 when it was moved the current location.

My thanks to Carolyn, our new postmaster, for this information."

Note the barber pole. There was a barber shop located in the basement of the building accessed by a down stairway next to the building. I was in that barber shop many a time in the 40s, 50s, and early 60s. My uncle, Waldo Gray, and my grand dad, Slim Gray, barbered in that basement after WWII until a point when they had a disagreement of some type. So my grand dad went up to Severy and opened a shop. I was in that Severy shop one time but cannot recall how long he was in operation at that location.