Millers easier to get rid of than bats

Published 1:09 pm Tuesday, October 10, 2006

By Staff
Not only does "Cardinal Charlie" have bats in his bedroom, but recently he had what is called a small moth about the size of a quarter coin (we always called these little critters millers).
It was flying around the room and kept being drawn to the hanging light fixture above my bed.
Their wings are dusted with a flour-like substance.
How these little buggers get into your house is when you come in a door at night they are probably attracted to your light fixture.
I can remember having millers in the house when I was a kid, so they have been around a long time, as I ain't a kid no more – ha! ha!.
I must say it was much easier disposing of this little devil than was my ordeal with my bedroom bat.
Oh, by the way, the bat got into my bedroom by coming down from the attic through a very small opening by the bedroom light fixture.
When I first started at the state liquor store in 1951, we used to get our week's supply of "booze" from the Lansing state liquor warehouse.
A large trucking firm, Detroit Delivery, had a contract to haul all of the Michigan state stores weekly supplies.
For us to get our load, the driver had to back his trailer to our side door, which was between the Elks building and Joe Spadafore's on the north side.
Unloading was all done by hand. A 12-foot roller from the back of the truck to a heavy-duty table in the store is how the stock got into the store.
All of the cases had code numbers, and we stacked them in rows on the floor where they belonged. We used to throw – I mean slide – the cases down the old wooden floor.
What a difference when I retired in 1984 from our nice warehouse on M-51 North.
We had a truck well for the semi to back down to.
The liquor was on pallets about four feet square and seven feet tall and came into the warehouse by a light truck.
Pallets were torn down and hand-wheeled to their location on the floor.
Sure was a big difference from 1951 to 1984, wouldn't you say?
As I listened to the Dowagiac football game on the radio and watched the Tiger game on TV at the same time, I fell asleep as I sometimes do.
I woke up at 11 p.m. and on Channel 6 on my cable at that time there was a delayed replay of the game between Lakeshore and Lumen Christi which turned out to be a close game, even if Denny Dock's team lost by a touchdown.
Can't forget ol' Denny, one of Dowagiac's good coaches.
When my wife and I and a lot of folks used to walk the halls of DUHS in the winter, I remember Denny used some sort of a measuring wheel to find out how far we went in the three times we walked our route in the halls.
On one of my birthdays I was given a card that gave information on my year, 1930: average income, $1,973; new car, $610; new house, $7,146; loaf of bread, nine cents; gallon of gas, 10 cents; gold, $20.67; and silver, $1.09.
Life expectancy was 59.7 years. Boy, I'm sure glad they didn't predict that right!