I remember being in the Arcade Hotel twice. A woman died there-- (I don't think she was a Creston woman), her funeral was there and our Presbyterian Minister officiated. A quartet of women from our church sang and I was asked to play the piano. I was just a young girl, not in high school, but my mother said I could, so I did. This funeral was in a room that the Harris family called their own sitting room and we had to go through the hotel office or lounge. I was much impressed, then later, I went with my father when he was called to do some carpenter work. I can remember being upstairs in a long hall, doors were open and I was greatly surprised to see how small the rooms were. | I remember being in the Arcade Hotel twice. A woman died there-- (I don't think she was a Creston woman), her funeral was there and our Presbyterian Minister officiated. A quartet of women from our church sang and I was asked to play the piano. I was just a young girl, not in high school, but my mother said I could, so I did. This funeral was in a room that the Harris family called their own sitting room and we had to go through the hotel office or lounge. I was much impressed, then later, I went with my father when he was called to do some carpenter work. I can remember being upstairs in a long hall, doors were open and I was greatly surprised to see how small the rooms were. |