My name is Betty
I was born in Elba,
Nebraska in 1924 on a 650 acre ranch by a river and lots of
My second grade teacher,
Miss Hildred Karre, gave me my first experience with music on
a phonograph which was a portable suit-case style. You opened
the lid and inside was this wonderful little record player.
Our opening exercise was a special time. We listened and also
played games to the music such as the Farmer in the Dell
and Here We Go Round the Mulberry Bush. However, my favorite
part was watching Miss Karre wind the crank. She wore silver
bracelets which cling-clanged when she turned the crank.
My two nieces were
in kindergarden in the same room. We played school and imitated
the real school. Of course, you must have a phonograph. So I
put my Dad's razor blade sharpener on top of a grocery-store
box, and with the rubber jar rings and gold Mason jar lids on
my wrist I was ready to wind the crank and jingle-jangle.
||Kriss Kross Stropper Razor Blade Sharpener,
None of our neighbors
other than one family had a phonograph. They had an elegant
floor model. When we visited them, sometimes during the evening
we would all go to the parlor and listen to a few records. What
wonderful phonograph memories.
Ann Barr Stories
"Good-night" to your kitchen and your kitchen
will say "Good-morning" to you
off to Buffalo" - Risque music on the Phonograph
Hour of Charm
is a Gift - Enjoy the Present
Cheese - "Don't take it all!"
My Little Shoes Away"
Blue Hat - Going to the Picture Show
Miller Barr, Horses and the Nebraska State Fair
Miller Barr, my Dad
and Betty Christmas Traditions
Christmas Cookie Recipes
Stories in Memory of Betty Ann, October 26, 2000, a Friend
of the Phonograph's
Betty Ann (on right) c. 1929 holding the hand
of her niece Marjorie Ann Erickson, (August 23, 1927 to September