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36                                    Virginia Day Fritscher


             when I lived there in the 1920s, it cost 50 cents each way and took
             so long. For the ten minutes it now takes we all got out of the vans
             and stood in the ferry. There was a huge barge coming down the
             river, the longest one I ever saw. We were standing so close to the
             gate of the ferry that water splashed up on us. I left the tour and
             stayed all night with my cousin, Cecilia. We sat up and talked until
             2 A.M. We got up at 6 so we could eat breakfast and go visit the
             new Catholic Church which was built in 1978. The Church I had
             attended was 100 years old that year. They have a history book of
             the Church and the town.
                 We walked all around town, past my old house, which still
             looks lovely, although the current owners have knocked out the
             ceiling of the two rooms, the living room and bedroom, and made
             a cathedral ceiling and a huge fireplace. Cecilia said an “Arkie” lives
             there. I asked her who were the “Arkies.” I thought maybe the word
             she was saying meant they were people from Arkansas, but the
             archaeologists are known as the “Arkies.” We went by Cecilia’s old
             house, and Kamp’s old grocery store which is now a closed-down
             clothing store. Kampsville has only one grocery store now and used
             to have four at least. We walked by my Daddy’s old garden lots.
             The house built on them by my doomed cousin, Loretta Day, and
             her dentist-husband, Phil Ritter, is still there, and the new bank
             and new post office are next to them.
                 That early morning was quite foggy. I didn’t remember all that
             fog when I was little, but guess I was used to it. Our tour started
             at 8:30, so Cecilia brought me to the Kampsville Inn, where I met
             the rest of the tour who had stayed overnight at the Inn or dorms
             the Arkies own and operate. Cecilia and I met for lunch and several
             from the tour ate with us. All this is being done by Northwestern
             University, and Kampsville is the oldest spot in the United States
             where they are digging for these artifacts of the Havana Hopewell
             Indians in six mounds where they’ve found 150 skeletons and pearls
             from the Illinois River, and figurines of men and women and ravens
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