It’s 1937. H-m-m-m . . . what to get my son, Ron, for Christmas this year. I know—his very own cigarette box monogrammed with his initials: Charles Ronald Johnsone. His wife, Naomi, will set the dinner table with it, so she and Ron and their guests can smoke between courses and after dinner, too. She always sets out dainty glass ashtrays, so I think a lovely glass box would be exactly right. Sallie (Sara Sylvia) Ackley Johnsone, my grandmother

Sallie (Sara Sylvia) Johnsone Glerum
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