I had this wild idea about starting a memory book or maybe an online blog about Cuff's Market. As usual I put it off for a long time. I finally sent a letter to both the Appleton Post Crescent and the New London County Post East papers in February of 2010. Appleton only printed my e-mail address but New London listed both e-mail and snail mail addresses. We got some wonderful replies thru both papers.
Quite a few people took the letter as a means to wish Mom and Dad a Happy Birthday.
Thankfully, I shared them with Mom & Dad as I received them. They loved them! When Mom passed away unexpectedly at the end of March I was very glad that at least she had been able to read most of them.
Letter to the Editor: (published Appleton Post Crescent March 4, 2010 & New London County Post East March 18, 2010)
Jim and Naomie Cuff, former owners of Cuff's Market and Greenhouse in Hortonville, had this little 'mom and pop' store in operation for over 40 years. It housed, at different times, a grocery store, greenhouse, floral shop, bait shop, truck scales, pickle station, UPS and drycleaner drop off point, deer registration station, etc. It was open seven days a week all year long, every year.
The Cuff's offered some of the best local cheese in the area. They bought and sold home grown fruits and vegetables. Truckloads of potatoes, sweet corn and watermelons came through this market every summer. Every winter brought in the poinsettias, Christmas trees and wreaths.
The store was sold in 2001 and is now closed.
Jim Cuff will celebrate his 85th birthday in April and Naomie's 81st is this summer. Their daughter would like to gather people's memories of Cuff's Market and present it to them in a form that they could sit back, read and enjoy. "If you ever worked at or shopped at Cuff's Market, please send me your memory of that time. We would love to read all of them," says Janis.
Contact Janis via e-mail address at janis.shackley@charter.net or mail your comments to Janis Shackley, 414 Dorothy Place, Watertown, WI 53094.
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This is from Susie and Charlie Mann who ran Charlie's Drive-In for years before Rachel and Carl took it over 4 years ago.
The stories about your folks........
I recall the decency of your parents, the friendliness, I know how handy it was for my kids to run over to your place when we lived a block down the street on Nash. They would stop by before school, after school, on weekends. Anything they were hungry for they got and your Mom and Dad WROTE it down, so that my kids did not have to carry money with them. We paid your folks off every couple of weeks, but WHO does that anymore? A couple of winters it got a little tight for us and we would go to your folks and buy GROCERIES and he would carry us until spring when OUR cash flow would start again.
I recall your dad weeding through onions and produce so that we would get the top stuff for the drive in.
I remember the calm demeanor of your dad and the less calm demeanor of your mom.
When Charlie and I set up housekeeping after buying the drive in, (we were 22 and 23), your folks let us know that the 48x8 mobile home there were living in was for sale (1966?) and we looked it over and shook on it and that trailer was our home behind the drive in until 1975. Two adults and 3 kids and a big German Shepherd in a 2 bedroom 400 sq ft of space. I loved it and missed it when we finally bought a house and moved off the drive in property. With the trailer there we could run the business with a skeleton crew as I was always available to run out for the 20 minutes it took to quell the fire. Plentiful visitors would stop by every summer and when we moved I never got to see anyone anymore. Loved that trailer.
Spring time was so fun going to your greenhouses and buying up annuals for the yard.
I can only but imagine the huge amount of work your folks put into that place. And did it with quiet grace and good humor.
Your project for them sounds so sweet. I am sure you will get many good stories that they will cherish.
I recall walking around your property and picking wild raspberries that grew around the buildings.
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I hear your mom and dad are celebrating a birthday soon. They are great people.
I remember living across the street from the farm when I was 15 years old. I helped your mom by babysitting for you. I loved taking care of you, as I remember you were a sweet, sensitive and smart little girl.
Your parents are kind and giving people.
I remember going in the market one day wishing I could find some Lily of the Valley's to plant. The market didn't have any but Jim said he'd dig some up for me from the farm. S
ure enough one day he gave me a whole box of plants and roots, which are still spreading beautiful today and have been shared with others. A spring doesn't go by when I pick and smell those flowers, that I don't think of Jim's generosity and willingness to help others.
I always loved your mom's company. She is a treasure.
Happy Birthday Naomie and Jim!
Jean Uhlman
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Hi Janis
I get the New London paper. I'm sorry I don't have any pictures from your mother and dad's market, but sure do remember the place.
I'm sure your dad will remember my dad, Walter Neubauer. He passed away in 1989, but he always liked stopping in for a visit with your mom and dad.
I'm sending a birthday card for your dad and wish him a very happy birthday.
Darlene Neubauer
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I told your mom this when we visited before Christmas.....Whenever your mom gave us a ride to school in the morning, I remember her singing..."oh what a beautiful morning, oh what a beautiful day...etc" To this day I remember that and how upbeat she always was. Makes a big impression on a little girl.
Beth (Richards) Zelten
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My name is Marcy Breyer and I have been a Hortonville resident since 1958. My late husband, Dr. Keith Breyer was a veterinarian in the area for many years. He did his large animal calls and always stopped in at Cuff's for his bananas which probably were his lunch most days. He always checked to see if Jim was 'tired'; ...... I always got a report. I loved going to Cuff's Market. Spring was new plants, flowers, summer was a plethora of farm fresh vegetables which yo
u could purchase at a very fair price. Holiday season was 'oyster time' and we would be called to let us know they were in. What great memories!
Naomie was always busy doing floral arrangements and you could always depend on her to do 'just the right thing'. We will miss that. We were always friends and want them to know how special they were and that they truly were one of Hortonville's favorite icons. Blessings to the Cuff's and Congratulations!
Love, Marcy
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Hi Janis,
I saw the article in the Post Crescent. I am Cathy (Collar) Kramer, and lived kitty corner from the market as I was growing up from little on until I got married.
I remember going to the store with my mom all the time and as a young school girl with my friend Becky Hooyman and buying candy, especially the red weiner gum.
They had some unique candy and it was always fun to go there after school. My parents, Rose and Lloyd Collar, had a grocery tab there so it was easy to just charge the candy. Ha Ha! I remember Jim letting Becky and me help with potatoes once in awhile and we would help in the warehouse with different things or just even play up there. Jim and Naomie were always so laid back and easy to get along with. I want to think that they enjoyed having us there as well. At least they made it look that way. I remember all the neat, different, and beautiful floral arrangements. I liked going there for cheese and the lunch meat that was sliced fresh. The list goes on, I just can't write it all.
After getting married and having two children of my own, Tim and Danielle, they went to the market and bought candy and a list of groceries for my mom or myself. Danielle remembers stealing candy from the market with Amanda Fisher and having to return it and apologize.
She also bought flowers for me from there. They too remember Cuff's market in many different ways.
Becky Hooyman worked for Cuff's Market. She doesn't have a computer and asked if I would wish them a Happy Birthday for her. We were talking about all the good times and all the things she used to do there. From working at the counter to doing floral arrangements with Naomie, to helping with the bait, cutting cheese for customers, working in the warehouse, and the list goes on. She enjoyed working for Jim and Naomie and has lots of good memories of Cuff's Market.
To this day, every time we go by the market it brings back lots of good memories.
Happy Birthday Jim and Naomie!!!!! I wish you the best. And many more!!!!!
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To Jim & Naomie Cuff
First, Happy Birthday to both of you, times coming into Cuff's Market was always a fun experience. I would always come with my mom, Dianne Dorschner to get cheese and sandwich meat for lunches. If Jim would have a new kind he would get out his trusty knife that laid next to the cash register and cut off a piece and let you try it to see if you liked it, then the knife would go back alongside the register to be used again for the next customer to get a sample of something. Jim would just wipe it off on his pants and use it again.
Then there was the Sunday morning after church visit to get the Post Crescent and talk to all the neighbors because they were doing the same thing. Then Spring would come and everyone would go to Cuff's to get the best flower and vegetable plants for their gardens.
It was truly a sad day when we could not go to Cuff's any more, and now we cannot show our children what a true Home Town Market was and how it operated. My Dad, David Dorschner always said what you couldn't buy at Fleet Farm and Cuff's, you didn't need.
Mike Dorschner
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I remember the damp smell of the "Big Shed". When pickle season was in full force this shed also took on a very strong smell of fresh and rotting cucumbers. I remember the soda machine with Dad's grape pop in the tin cans with pull tops. It was always fun to watch the cucumbers go through the grading machine where the smallest #1 size fell out first and the larger slicers would come out at the end. Occasionally there would be bloopers; the ones that were over ripe and not good for anything but pig food. Since we did not have any pigs to feed them to, they usually went to waste. Every now and then we took joy from throwing the bloopers against the wall of the big shed and watching them splat in pieces. It was a great time to be working at Cuff's.
John Cuff (youngest child, only son, lives in Appleton, WI)
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Memories of Jim Cuff by Margaret Lathrop
Hello everyone,
Thought you might like to know a little about Jim Cuff when he was a young fella. One day a car drove in our yard and my husband went out to greet him, and it was young Jim. They shook hands and he s
aid, "I hear that people are coming to you to get good opinions." And he said, "I have a question that I want to ask you. And I want you to give me your honest opinion." So they both sat down on the end of the sidewalk and my husband said, "Let's hear it. What's your question?"
And Jim said, "There's a place being closed at Hortonville and I would like to buy that place with a little more land, but my parents are deathly against it. Now will you answer me, honestly, your opinion?"
So they visited and talked about different things and what Jim had planned on doing with that plot of land. So my husband said, "Well, Jim, everybody has to start someplace." Jim jumped right up. They shook hands, and Jim went down and made a down payment. He fixed the place up himself the way he wanted it.
In those years, when you've got things to sell, they came in truckloads, all in bushel baskets. Every morning, Jim would set out some of those baskets full of fruit, vegetables and different things that they had to sell. People began coming and picking things out of these baskets that they wanted themselves. Sometimes they came for stuff for breakfast even. And he worked up a good business without having to hire anybody, because people waited on themselves.
Just about that time, he met a lovely young lady, Naomie. They fell in love and were married. She was into flowers and she raised flowers, and sold potted plants and corsages and whatever people wanted. Between the two of them, they worked together very well and paid off Jim's debt.
One day, the Lathrop's telephone rang, and it was Jim. He told my husband that a truckload of watermelons that were raised south of Dallas, Texas had come in. My husband, Edgar was born and raised in Texarkana, Arkansas and he knew all about the different names of the watermelons and which kind was the best. Jim knew he had the kind that was the best to sell. They all weighed eighty pounds! Ed said, "I'll be right down after 1:00." So he drove to Hortonville and backed up to Jim's building and opened up the trunk of the car.
As he went in, Jim was carrying this eighty pound melon down a long, steep stairs. Ed helped him get it into the trunk, paid for the watermelon and came home. Well, who was to help him get that eighty-pounder out .... ME.
We finally got it onto a picnic table and Ed got his knife out and he cut this melon in half, lengthwise, and each half he cut lengthwise again. He came into town and got some ice from someone. Each quarter of watermelon Ed cut evenly so whoever got some got the same size as the next one.
That night, Ed was helping with the Legion baseball team, and he told them, "If you play good, you're going to have a good treat." They played good on Martin Abraham's park lot and won the game. So afterwards they were anxious to see what the treat was. They got the treat out. Each one of those boys got the same size piece of that watermelon to eat. I had told them, don't put any of those rinds on the ground or Mr. Abraham will be mad and you won't be able to play ball on the field again. I took the container of rinds to my daughter Kay (Lathrop) Huntley's and she made delicious watermelon pickles out of all that 80 pounder!
Congratulations, Jim and Naomie on your 52nd wedding anniversary! The Cuff's have always been a real good family and I have known them for years and I think I'm still friends with all of them. I see Jim and Naomie pretty near every Sunday at the First Congregational Church in New London, shake hands, talk a little bit, and then we go home.
It has been nice telling you about Jim and Naomie, about Jim's business, and Naomie's flowers, about the Cuff's and especially about the eighty pound watermelon.
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Morning Janis!
Remember me? We lived across the street from you when your folks still lived in the country. I think of you every time I pass the old market, and wonder what ever happened to you. I have memories of us playing! I have pictures of us with dolls and a play area we created with crates outside. I also remember your getting some great hand-me-down clothes, and sharing them with me. That was such a treat! As far as the market, I do have a few memories. Nothing much...but I'll bet you get a tremendous response. And what a lovely idea! You must be quite the daughter. I've already shared your request and e-mail address with five people I know of that live out of the area and might not see the article.
First, I remember when we moved to the other side Hortonville, and my dad, Butch Arendt put in a pickle patch for us. I recall going down to the market and watching as they tossed the pickles into the machines, and you always got the most for the little ones.
Then when I got married, I wanted Naomie to do my flowers. My favorite was the lily of the valley, and I was so afraid she wouldn't be able to get any, and remember asking her how hard they would be to get. She must have thought GOOD GRIEF! It was a May wedding, and now I know better.....every yard in Hortonville probably had enough lily of the valley that time of the year, to outfit every wedding around.
One of MY favorite memories...I lived most of my adult life in Hortonville, but when I'd come home for a visit, I'd often stay at my sister Jean and Ron Uhlman's place, just down the road from the market. One Easter, Ron had gotten Jean a corsage, which husbands USED to do on a regular basis, and on the way to church Easter morning, Ron pulled into Cuff's Market and said he had to get some gum. I thought GUM??? We're on our way to Easter Mass!! And, out he came with a corsage for me.... I was so thrilled. So even though that market was a tiny piece of heaven tucked away in Hortonville, it truly had something for everyone, even on Easter morning!
Bless you Janis! I'd love to hear from you and learn what you've done all your life! Good luck with the memories.
Lynn Arendt
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All 3 of us kids remember the years that we practically lived and died by the Hortonville Fire Whistle. Whenever it went off one of us would have to fly up to the store because Dad would have left customers standing and/or left the door unlocked and we would just have to take over. He was very proud of his years with Hortonville's volunteer fire department. I also remember one of the first fires he went to out in Hortonia that was on the former property of his Uncle O.P. Cuff. I believe it was called, at different times, the White Pine, Eagle's Nest or just the local haunted house. An article had appeared in the Appleton paper the day before Halloween about the 'mansion'. There was a steady stream of traffic going by the place the next day. That night it burned to the ground and Dad was there with the other firemen. He sure didn't like to see that happen. A lot of his childhood memories were there.
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My name is Calvin Pomerening age 85 and will be 86, July 22. I was also in the potato business in my younger days.
Always enjoyed Jim and Naomie and their hard work in their store, greenhouse and flower business.
My wife Margaret was a Flunker who lived near Naomie's birthplace on Hwy. 10 between Readfield and Fremont. Margaret and I moved to Cedar Ridge apartments, a complex of 350 apartments. They also have an assisted living complex and a nursing home. Margaret was in the nursing home of this complex for 1-1/2 years and died August 30, 2009 from cancer.
Jim was a good salesman and was in the potato business with Harold Gruetzmacher, who lost his life in an industrial accident when the wind picked up a bundh of plywood sheets and dropped them on Harold's head. Harold lived across the road from our farm in Caledonia.
My oldest son, Glenn, age 59, lives in Green Bay and works for Schrieber Cheese; he and his wife, Sandy, are on 2-week trip to Peru.
My daughter, Joan, age 56, lives in Hubertus, WI and is a nurse for Menomonee Falls Hospital.
My youngest son, Bob, farmed with me for 16 years and went back to school and became a nurse and works for Columbia Hospital in Milwaukee. Bob helps me with my bookkeeping, etc. He also has a Food Science Degree.
Everybody loved Jim's personality.
I live alone in my apartment. They have a lot of stuff going on if I want to participate.
I have one granddaughter, Haravla, who teaches Spanish. I have one grandson, Noah, who does my grocery shopping and is out of work at the present time.
Thanks for the memories, Calvin Pomerening
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So many memories growing up at Cuff's Market, I remember...
Smells - the pickle shed, a new load of potatoes in the warehouse, fresh berries or tomatoes, Dad cutting Limburger cheese, the moist dirt in the greenhouse and flowers, always flowers. - John sitting in a playpen in the middle of the pickle station down below the hill. It was on 'stilts' and the entire building shook when we turned on the sorter. (Had to be torn down because it was a hazard.)
- Walking to work in the morning with my shoes tied together, thrown over my shoulder, and our neighbor, Donny Martzahl calling out to me, "Well, hillbilly, off to work?"
- The headiness of being 16 and finally old enough to sign the pickle checks for Bonduel Pickling Co.
- Working with Dad from 8 a.m. to 8 or 9 p.m. and then loading the pickle truck when it came in. (I always got time off, Dad didn't.)
- Wearing an old orange sweatshirt every fall so I could feel like one of the hunters when they came in to register their deer.
- Walking up and down, back and forth from the greenhouse to the store a million times searching for the right tomato plants or whatever a customer wanted.
- Running out and telling people they had to move their cars if they were parked on the scales - Del Spiegelberg was coming down the street with a load of hay to weigh.
- Unloading a semi full of watermelon, tossing them from the semi to the next person on down the line until there was a nice pile of melons upstairs in the back of the store. (And, always hoping someone would drop one so we could take a break and eat it!)
- Transplanting seedlings early every spring in the nice warm greenhouse. Mom and I always had some great talks.
- Putting combo pots together for Mother's Day, Memorial Day and always watering all the plants.
- Taping flower stems for Mom so she could put corsages together.
- Going out for lobster with the whole crew after locking up the Saturday of Mother's Day weekend.
- People - all kinds of people - the Good, the Bad, the Ugly - so many Memories!!
Janis (Cuff) Shackley (oldest child, lives in Watertown, WI)
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My husband and I read the article you wrote about your parents in the "Letters to the Editor". We have a lot of memories of the greenhouse and of Naomie and Jim. We bought many flowers, garden plants, and general grocery items.
One time stands out in my mind tho...... We had been in the yard moving some plants around on the north side of our house but there just wasn't much color. So I said to my husband, "I'll go over to Cuff's and find some impatients." I asked your dad if he had any impatients left because I was unable to find them in the greenhouse. "We had impatients but we've sold out of them. The season is getting kinda late, there's not a lot of bedding plants left." He was right, it was later in the season, silly me. At that point he said to me, "Get in your car and follow me to my house, we have some beautiful impatient plants that need thinning out." So away we went a few blocks away to your house and your dad dug out as many impatient plants as I needed.
Needless to say I was totally shocked!! Who does such a generous thing?? I will never forget that moment or how without a second thought he just reacted so generously!!!! (By the way.... in order to do this for me he had to lock up the greenhouse and leave!!!)
Happy Birthday Naomie and Jim! Thank you for all the memories and the special way you took care of so many of us!!! No one has been able to fill your shoes!!!
Customers with fond memories,
Richard and Sandy Kloehn
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Hi Janis
Saw your letter in the morning paper and what fond memories it brought. One of the things that we could always count on at funerals was, along with our order from Cuff's, would come the cheese tray donated by Cuff's. In the summer we could always get fresh raspberries, strawberries and corn, plus many other vegetables.
Not sure if you will remember me but I think you may remember my daughter, Becky Ziegler Peter. She and her husband have moved up to this part of Wisconsin and it is so good to have them close. Their 2 daughters and family moved up here about 2 years before them.
Beth Ziegler
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Hi Janis,
I read your editorial in the Post Crescent and thought I'd send on a few memories of Cuff's Market and your mom and dad.
I have many fond memories of the market and pickle business your folks ran. My parents (Lee and Willard McNichols) frequented the store and I remember making many trips there.
When I was in grade school, we had a large cucumber patch and us kids would pick them every day, load them in the truck or car and take them to Cuff's. With our large family, that extra "pickle money" was always great to have!
I also remember that your mom did the flowers for my wedding. She was so great to work with and was more than willing to use some of the natural things I found on the farm for the arrangements (milkweed pods, bittersweet, etc.). Not only was she so willing to do this, everything was beautiful and done at the best price around!
Your folks were also our 4-H leaders. I took up gardening and I still use the things I learned from them in our yearly garden. I remember going to the county fair and placing for the green beans I raised. I had a great time going on the rides after receiving my prize money - something I wouldn't have been able to do had I not won that money.
Your parents were very good to my parents and always treated them with so much respect and I guess the word would be "friendship." I'll never forget that and will always be appreciative of that. It's amazing how some things, no matter how small they seem at the time, stick in your mind.
I would say - "Thanks Jim and Naomie for playing such an important part in some of my best memories, and playing a role and molding me into the person I am today. God bless you both!"
Janis, you can be so proud of your parents, they truly are "good people!"
Donna (McNichols) Borszich
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Joan Dockter said she recalls: "Buying flowers and plants - my brother, Vincent, would come every Saturday to get cold meat and cheese and Jim would cut off a slab of cheese and hand it to you to try. Cuff's had produce, plants, nursery, a neighborhood grocery. Always good, good, good fruit! Jim knew how to buy and sell and always had quality items. Marvelous bacon. Jim was a good conversationalist and he knew his politics. They say that talk is cheap, but Jim's never was..."
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We have lived in the Hortonville area for over 30 years and remember many, many trips to Cuff's. We could always count on Jim being there to greet us and have a story or two to tell before we could leave.
We remember buying Caroline Gold Cheese there (one of the few places you could get it), always getting wonderful produce because that's all Jim would buy, picking out our Christmas tree, getting cucumbers and strawberries, and ordering flowers. Cuff's store was a wonderful piece of rural Americana!
This last summer I was at the Strawberry Farm and noticed Jim sitting in his car making sure everything was going smoothly. Glad to hear he still enjoys checking up on things. (Whoops! Not us!! janis)
We wish Jim and Naomie all the best in their golden years.
Dale and Carol Westphal
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Over the years, we had problems with the Cuff's name. Cuff's Market was run by Jim & Naomie Cuff and later by their son and his wife - John & Lisa.
Cuff's Strawberries and Pumpkin Patch belonged to Jim's nephew, George (Sandy) & Lois Cuff.
We always had berries for sale from the other Cuff's and readily gave out directions to the strawberry farm; but it was confusing for a lot of people.
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When I think of Cuff's Market, the first thing that comes to my mind is Jim, coming around the corner of the market with a huge bag of potatoes on his shoulder, his signature hat on his head, and looking very tired. Then after walking into the store I head back to where Naomie has beautiful flower arrangements sitting all over the floor. With her fingers flying as she wraps
flower stems, she greets and welcomes us and tells us she has a funeral in hours, a wedding or two plus graduations or confirmations or some need for a few dozen corsages. I feel exhausted and move on back to the greenhouse which in the springtime is alive with gorgeous bedding plants- started from very small seeds shortly after the new year and now ablaze of color. At Christmas time the beauty of the poinsettias adorns the greenhouse, and the outside of the market is covered with absolutely the most beautiful evergreen wreaths, assembled by Naomie's nimble fingers. As I observe the market, always taking a seasonal look, Jim rushes through on his way to get something for a customer saying, "You staying long? I'm too busy to visit right now." And we know that is the way it will be until he and Naomie lock up that evening.
Love,
Dottie (Cuff) Wege
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Dear Janis, When I think of Cuff's Market, I have two perspectives. The first perspective is that Cuff's was the mom and pop family store that was unique in what it offered both in product and in service. The products were wide ranging, as you have detailed in your letter, but what I liked most were the local seasonal produce and the unique things like bulk herring or oysters, string cheese, and a host of other items that were just not available anywhere else. As far as service, both Jim and Naomie always went out of their way to locate that perfect bag of potatoes or plant to create the perfect flower arrangement or Christmas wreath.
My second perspective is that Cuff's Market was much more than a market and greenhouse. It was a meeting place - a place where people went to socialize as well as shop. Having grown up in New London, I always enjoyed running into old friends and acquaintances at the store when we drove up from Illinois. Almost every time we stopped by, someone that I knew in my youth would be there. In the winter we would gather around the stove in the back part where Naomie would be creating her works of art, and we would get re-acquainted. In these hustle/bustle days of crowded mega-box stores, I really miss the unique experience that Cuff's Market offered. Shopping there was always a joy - an experience that is not available in today's busy world, and that is sad.
Dave Wege
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Hi Janis,
This message is from my Mom, and me, Beulah Young (Mrs. Cy Young) passed away July 20, 2007.
I know she would have had lots and lots of good things to say about Cuff's Market. She loved doing business with Cuff's. She didn't like big grocery stores, so Cuff's was just great!!
Cuff's always had such beautiful flowers, good fruits and vegetables and the best cheese curds. Also sausage and cheese trays and cold cuts - - all reasonably priced.
I remember one Christmas Open House, Mom won a beautiful poinsettia plant. Her picture was even in the Press Star with the poinsettia. She was real happy to win it.
Naomie and Jim were always very friendly and personable. We were sad when they sold their business, but happy for them to be able to retire after working so hard all those years.
Sincerely, Kathy Wolf
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I remember when I moved away (with my husband and 3 girls) to Minneapolis - - any time I called Cuff's to order flowers, Naomie was wonderful. She always had whatever I needed - - the flowers were always beautiful and always delivered on time. Plus both Naomie and Jim knew the people I was sending the flowers to. I could send them a check - - "Sure, next week was okay." Naomie would say to me. AND, the prices were 1/3 the cost of flowers in Minneapolis!!
I always went there when I came home to visit - - to get the best cheese curds around!
Blessings to the family - - we were all blessed by Jim and Naomie during the decades they served the people of Hortonville and surrounding areas.
Donalda (Young) Brownson
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After getting married in 1966, I lived near Neenah with my husband, Tom Drews (now deceased).
I remember a couple of times when Tom and I separated and I went to stay by my Mom and Dad's - - I received flowers from Tom. They were really beautiful roses from Cuff's. The flowers did temporarily help us to reconcile, but eventually we divorced. Anyway, I do remember the flowers - - Jim and Naomie did a great job!!
Sincerely,
Armella (Young) Bloy
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Jim and Naomie Cuff were the most friendly and helpful business people.
We had a farm near Hortonville and had 7 children. We would get out of town relatives that would visit unexpectedly and I would be able to stop in at Cuff's Market and buy groceries needed AND CHARGE THEM until we received our next milk check. Times were tough and we only got paid once a month. Thanks to Jim and Naomie, who understood the situation.
Also, Naomie did a great job providing the flowers for our daughter's wedding. They also delivered flowers whenever we called them with special requests.
We raised pickles and our kids would pick them and looked forward to taking them to Cuff's, where they could use some of the money to buy candy, etc.
We moved to a farm by Clintonville, in 1974 and we really missed Cuff's Market. We still could call and order flowers at any time. My sister in Appleton would even order flowers from Cuff's because they were so reasonable and did such a good job.
These are just a few of the things I remember. There were a lot of good memories of our shopping at Cuff's Market.
I was really sorry to hear of Naomie's passing.
Sincerely,
Betty Young
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The Cuff brothers (Jim & George) were farm produce guys and Jim came in to town to start the store. It was Schweb's Pickles and Cabbage before that I believe. I recall as a boy se
eing them ship cabbage out and they'd have a big ice chipping machine next to the railroad car and shoot the ice up into the cars as they filled them with cabbage - it was quite a sight.
Anyway, Jim Cuff started retail - and may have had a potato route prior to that. I always stopped in to chat and catch up. It wasn't too many days in between my visits. We always had a good time.
Robert 'Bob' Schneider
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- Cuff's Market and Greenhouse was a rich place to grow up. I often tell people about my Norman Rockwell childhood. One of my first memories of the store is Mom and Dad telling us that we were moving to town and we would have a Greenhouse. I was sad and cried because I did not want a green house. I wanted a white house. I was surprised and pleased to learn that our Greenhouse was made of glass and was filled with flowers in the spring.
- As I grew older I was less interested in the affairs of the greenhouse and I was more interested in being up front waiting on customers. I always marveled at Dad. He greeted each and every customer with "Hello, Mrs. Schneider" or "How are you today, Mr. Hoewisch?" He knew everyone by name and what they came in for. He would have their brand of tobacco or the right kind of cheese sitting on the counter when they walked in the door.
- The three of us kids really grew up in the store/greenhouse/floral environment. We were given jobs and tasks that we could master for whatever age we happened to be. One job I remember doing for a very long time was bagging potatoes. Taking a 100 lb bag of potatoes and putting enough potatoes in to smaller paper sacks so we could sell them in 5 and 10 pounds bags. I also stocked shelves. The cases of canned goods were upstairs in the warehouse and it would be my job to determine what needed to be brought down, priced and placed on the shelves. A similar process happened for fruits and vegetables. Mom always said, "We can't sell anything if we don't have it on the shelf." Again, what a wonderful learning experience.
- One of my favorite annual summer events was the arrival of the watermelon truck. Mr. Wallingford would arrive with a huge semi; filled with watermelons. The melons needed to be unloaded from the truck and stored in the cooler that was located upstairs in the warehouse. It was an 'all hands on deck' job. We would line up in a 'bucket brigade', and toss the watermelon from one person to the next. Invariably one would fall and split. The broken melon would be set aside till the end when Dad would cut it up and we would sit on sacks of potatoes, on a humid summer night and eat that sweet watermelon and spit the seeds. I remember juice from the watermelon dripping down my forearms and onto my legs and the flies buzzing.
- Holiday's were intense around Cuff's Market, especially the major one-day floral events; Mother's Day, Easter and Valentine's Day. We would get up a 4 a.m. to make corsages and arrangements. My take-away memory is that no matter how tired I was, people liked it better when I was cheerful, than when I behaved tired and groggy. So I learned to have a positive attitude. It has been useful all of my life. If I behave in a happy and cheerful manner most people will follow my lead. This was a valuable skill that both Mom and Dad had mastered.
- I think it helped that Mom and Dad could laugh at themselves and we could laugh with them. One Christmas Dad was out delivering flowers. He was busy and tired. We had an older model tan Chevy sedan and the back seat had 'child proof' locks, so that the doors could not be opened from the inside. Dad dropped off the flowers, wished a Merry Christmas and got into the back seat of the car and closed the door. He looked around and wondered what to do next. By this time the flower recipient is looking out the window wondering why Jim had not left yet. Dad ended up crawling over the seat and driving away with a wave. Another time Mom got in the front passenger seat and Dad got in the back seat. We all laugh remembering the story, wondering who finally drove.
- When I think about Cuff's Market and Greenhouse I realize how much people allowed us into their lives. We were there for their weddings, funerals, graduations and proms. Mom would know Nancy was going to call at 5:00 on the Saturday before Mother's Day to order a white rose corsage. (And, Mom would have saved those white roses.) Dad knew who would want cases of peaches in August, and cheese curd on Thursdays. Cuff's was a great place to be a part of and grow up in.
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Dear Naomie and Jim,
Fred and I want to wish each of you a very happy birthday. We have such fond memories of you and your unique store. Every Christmas you would pack our Christ
mas gifts to Fred's staff and many of our friends and relatives. Each package was special as it had everyone's favorite brand of cheese and sausage in the box. We have missed that unique service that you always provided. I loved coming in the spring to purchase all my summer plants for the garden and flower beds. Naomie, you made beautiful centerpieces and flower arrangements for so many of my friends. I miss all those services you provided but, most of all, Fred and I miss your friendly smiles, your helpfulness, and your genuine concern for others.
God's blessings to you.
Fred and Janet Ohlde
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Happy 85th Birthday Jim and Happy 81st Birthday Naomie,
Memories from Cuff's Market and Greenhouse were many. The best were of the fresh vegetables and the many floral arrangements you made for us. The ones I remember the best are when you made the broken spoke in the family wheel. It was made of yellow and white carnations. This was for the death of the first sibling of a family of nine (Harold at the age of 44), and now 2 spokes are out because of Eldor. The other is the wedding flowers for our daughter Vickie's wedding. It is hard to find the right flowers and arrangements today. Naomie always did such a good job.
It is hard to put everything into words, so we are wishing you both the best in the future!
Fred and Carol Huebner
p.s. I am e-mailing this for my parents, so thought I would add a few of my own memories. Growing up, your store was always a landmark to me as we came into Hortonville. I always remember stopping for fruit, vegetables and cheese. After I was married, I continued stopping for your fresh produce and cheese, as well as for the flowers. I wish you both a very Happy Birthday. Vickie (Huebner) Bellile
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WE REMEMBER JIM AND NAOMIE CUFF
By the Miller family, Russell, Delores, Robin,
Keith, Richard, Marianne and Matthew
Glory be, yes, we all have fond memories of Jim and Naomie Cuff.
The days, when every Friday they got fresh cheese curds from Zittau Union Star Factory, and Jim had to package them. I think he also gave out samples. And the Quaker Dairy potato ham buns. To go with the sliced Hillshire ham that Jim personally cut for any and all.
The fresh fruits and vegetables. Strawberries from George Cuff, fresh every morning in June. Raspberries in season. Fall brought home grown squash. Christmas trees and wreaths and poinsettias. Personalized High School Prom corsages. The scale to weigh loads of corn and other grains, because, yes, Jim was open 7 days a week. One could always co
unt on the Cuff's. Did they ever take a vacation?
Funeral flowers and lunches. All the local ladies aids knew they could count on Jim to get supplies for the lunch, often on very short notice. One was able to 'charge' at Cuff's, he knew the churches were good for the money.
And the workers - Our son Richard worked while attending Carroll College in Waukesha, summers and at Christmas. He cleaned the 'upstairs' storage area. And in the spring sold tomato plants, whatever the customer wanted - is what Richard sold, early, late, big boy, cherry, roma. Richard said he learned lots of business experience from Jim Cuff. For the last 15 years Richard has been with the New England Patriot Football Team, shuffling contracts and other business.
Ann Felauer worked there too for many summers while attending River Falls University. Today Ann is nurse-practitioner at Children's Hospital in Milwaukee.
Robin always credits Becky Cuff with giving her the confidence to do forensics while at Hortonville High School. Robin was in 7th or 8th grade, Becky was a Junior or Senior, but still encouraged Robin to get up in front of a crowd and do a speech. Her favorite was 'The Little Engine That Could'. Today Robin is a professor of Allied Health at UW-LaCrosse. Robin and John Cuff were in the same 1981 graduating class at HHS.
And then, in 1989, Russell was involved in a bloody farm accident, his leg was crushed one hot July noon. First responders and the ambulance chased him to an Appleton hospital. At that time, the Millers had a visiting student, Pablo from Spain at their house. Word spread around the community of Russell's accident. Pablo said people came to the Miller house, some cleaned up the bloody mess, some milked the cows. Jim and Naomie Cuff came; with potato buns, sliced ham, grapes and other stuff, just opened the refirgerator door and put it in, never said a word, just left good food for the family. Russell recovered from that accident, went on to milk cows for 4 more years, retired and traveled round the world with his wife Delores - 27 overseas countries and all the states.
That is the kind of people Jim and Naomie Cuff were when they had their store in Hortonville. We appreciated them, and miss their services to the community.
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Hi Janis,
Remember me, Judy Van Handel (Gruetzmacher)?
Yes, I remember all the good times we had going to the pickle station. That was the only good part of picking all those pickles.
My mom (Arvilla) was a trooper, she picked pickles from sun up to sun down. The scales at the pickle station always were interesting to me. I liked picking the big pickles to fill my pail. But Jim always said the price is better with those baby pickles.
Milking time when we were kids was such a chore. But we never seemed to worry about where my dad was.....? Because we knew he always stopped to Jim Cuff's Market to talk before he came home to check on our milking progress.
Right up until the time my dad passed. He always had good words to say about Jim and Naomie Cuff. He considered Jim a good friend.
Thanks, Janis - Have a great time with all the e-mails and birthday wishes to all!
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As a sister to Naomie, I remember the long hard hours she spent seeding and then transplanting the tiny seedlings in preparation for selling in the spring. In May, the greenhouses would fill with color as the different plants greened-out and bloomed.
For a few months I helped with data entry when, at age 72, Naomie switched the business over to a new computer system. This would have been a challenge for someone much younger (like me, for instance); but, to Naomie's credit, she managed it quite well. I wouldn't accept any payment for the time I spent helping do this so Jim always made sure I was treated to dinner somewhere.
That's the kind of guy Jim is - fair and honest - a great combination to have when running a business. When you wanted to buy produce you could always count on him to tell you if it was the best. If not, he'd try and steer you to something that was of better quality. Naomie did the same in the floral division of their business.
I will never forget how Naomie pulled together the flowers for Milo's funeral - including the daffodils I insisted on. And, I will never forget how 18 years later she came out of retirement to arrange the flowers for my marriage to Jerry.
It's been a privilege having these wonderful people as part of my family. We love both of you.
Cathy and Jerry Beattie
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And then, the unimaginable happened. . .
Friday morning, March 26, 2010 Becky called Janis at work and said, "There is no good way to say this, so I'll just say it; Mom had a heart attack and is gone."
Obituary of Naomie Helen (Bruss) Cuff
Naomie Helen (Bruss) Cuff, 80, Hortonville, passed away Friday morning, March 26, 2010. She was born at home in the Township of Caledoniia, on July 23, 1929, the daughter of Henoch and Frieda (Stecker) Bruss. She was a great wife, mother, grandmother, great-grandmother and friend.
Naomie was like an anchor to her family, staying home to help raise her younger siblings. As a young woman, she worked at the phone company and AAL. In 1958, she married Jim Cuff, working on their family farm until they started Cuff's Market & Greenhouse in Hortonville, which they ran until their retirement. Even then she continued to make Christmas and Memorial Day wreaths for friends and family. Naomie loved all the folks she had the pleasure of designing flowers for over the years.
She was a past president of the American Legion Auxiliary Hammond-Schmit Post 55. She enjoyed bowling, playing cribbage, going out to dinner, shaking dice and having an occasional beer. She loved to travel with her family, read books, knit and meet with her family sewing circle. She met monthly with her sisters and friends to celebrate the age-old art of crafting, which often meant eating and talking and very little else.
She is survived by her husband, James H. Cuff, daughters, Janis (Howard) Shackley and Rebecca (Dan) Brandborg; son, John (Lisa) Cuff; her grandchildren, Shannon (Troy) Milbrath, Scott Shackley, Flynt Brandborg, Madeline and Jessica Cuff; great-grandchildren, Alexander, Jackson & Emerson Milbrath. Naomie is also survived by brothers, Eldor (Joyce) Bruss, Barnhart, MO and Eugene (June) Bruss, Hortonville, WI; sisters Natalie (Willard) Rieckmann, Fremont, WI; and Catherine (Jerry) Beattie, Menasha, WI; and brother-in-law, Ronald Evenson.
Preceding her in death were her parents; brother, Henoch Bruss Jr.; and sisters, Anna Mae Bruss and Joan Evenson.
The funeral service for Naomie will be held on Wednesday, March 31, 2010 at 11 a.m. at First Congregational United Church of Christ (110 E. Hancock Street, New London) with the Rev. Greg Watling officiating. Burial will be in Union Cemetery in Hortonville. friends may call at the Borchardt & Moder Funeral Home in Hortonville on Tuesday, March 30, 2010 from 4 to 7 p.m. and on Wednesday at the church from 9:30 a.m. until the time of the service.
In Naomie's own special way she has one last request, in lieu of memorials, send flowers.
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"My Steadfast Love Shall Not Depart From You"
Rev. Greg Watling
In the past week, I've heard from a lot of you, and from myself, that we aren't going to have our rock or our anchor any more. Naomie Cuff has passed. Whether it was figuring out who would butter the bread for today's funeral dinner, or who would be the "best friend" on the other end of the phone line, or who would make the 100's of wreaths she made each year, a lot of things are going to change now that Naomie Cuff has passed away. We don't know yet what traditions and experiences have passed away with Naomie, but I know what has not passed away. . . her steadfast love for you.
In the scripture we read earlier, (Isaiah 54:8-17 Naomie's confirmation verse), God tells the people through the prophet Isaiah that even though "mountains will depart and hills shall be removed", God's steadfast love will not depart from you. This was written to a people who had been terribly unfaithful, then carted off to another part of the world to live in exile - a people who had been told and who had believed that God had indeed departed from them. But the truth was that God had not left them. God had not "departed" from them. No, they remained firmly where we all remain, and that place is in the steadfast, unconditional, unreserved, unmitigated, unimaginable love of God for us. Naomie knew of that love of God, and she translated it into the living of her own life in her family, her business and in her church.
All of her kids told me in their own way of their mom's unconditional love for them. She was okay if they were just "average" kids. Now we all know they were far above average, but she didn't expect them to be the best of everything, the top of the world, or perfect in every way. She taught them the values of family, a good work ethic, but more than that she taught them, in concert with her husband Jim, that no matter how much work there was to be done, family was first.
And work hard, she did. She planted gardens, ran a store, made the wreaths, knitted mittens, sewed new Christmas dresses, picked berries and canned pickles - a lot of pickles. One person told me, "Naomie Cuff is the only person I know who could put together a flower arrangement, and talk to about 15 people all at the same time and keep up with all of it." She was the ultimate care-taker and care-giver. As her sister Cathy put it, "She was our anchor. She brought the whole family up like a hen gathers her chicks." Even the morning she died she had baked a bunch of cookies before going to the post office. Oh, and by the way, any of you who want hickory nuts will now have to crack your own!
But all of the hard work might make you think that Naomie was just a serious gal who always had her "nose to the grindstone." And yet, especially after her retirement, Naomie was not at all that kind of person. She found time for humor and joy, playing cribbage and enjoying an "Old Style" from time to time. A taste of Naomie's humor comes from her kids as they tell a story of going out west and on a very steep incline while Naomie was in a wheelchair, Becky asked her, "Which one of us do you like best?" and Naomie quickly responded, "The one who has control of my wheelchair!"
Truth is she played no favorites - not in her family, nor in her business life. She cared for all people and loved them with a love that withstood many mountains shaking and hills falling down. It was a tough life in a lot of ways. . . there is no one else I know who stocked their store by personally going from supplier to supplier, over hundreds of miles. She was truly unique in so many ways.
Her life was not without its struggles, however. Naomie never completed high school. Instead, she stayed home and cared for the younger kids in the family. Her mother was also sick at the time. Another time, John was sick in the hospital diagnosed with heart problems. Not only did she care for her 13 year old son, but telling grandpa on the phone was not enough, she went up and told him herself. I'm sure there are many more struggles she had - that I'm only scratching the surface - but one of the reasons we don't know of many of her struggles is because she mastered them all. In the words of her children, "We never had a lot wealth, we went without things except for basics like good food, clean clothes, warm house. But most importantly there was love, always love." Our scripture speaks of mountains and hills - things that are in the way - and reminds of of a promise that Naomie herself knew and lived. These cannot stand in the way of steadfast love, whether it is the love of God, or the love of this remarkable woman for her family.
And with that, I want to conclude today by speaking to you about what I think Naomie would say to you today. She doesn't want you to dwell and to wallow in her sudden death. Don't get all caught up in the "could have been" that would have occurred had she lived longer. Don't spend your time thinking about all that you have lost in Naomie's passing. Instead, do what she would do: go to the roots of your soul to find your strength, and then take flight with wings that will take you to places you never imagined. Live your life with integrity and passion and don't worry about the troubles life brings. Don't you worry about what others think about what you do or how you do it. Be real, be faithful, and enjoy your occasional Old Style while you crack your own hickory nuts! Life is good. There's a smile in every day. There's laughter to experience. There is joy to behold.
Think about it just for a minute. What would Naomie do were she in your place? I think you know the answer. If you want to honor your memory, make a list of things you are to do, and get to work on it! As her daughter Janis related to me, "(Mom) always went forward - right, wrong, or otherwise - there was no point in looking back. You just get up every day and do what has to be done." Well, get to it. Do what has to be done. To God be the glory for the life of Naomie Cuff. Amen.
(reprinted with permission from Pastor Greg)
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We thought of you today, but that is nothing new.
We thought about you yesterday and days before that, too.
We think of you in silence.
We often speak your name.
All we have are memories and a picture in a frame.
Your memory is a keepsake, from which we'll never part.
God has you in His keeping.
We have you in our hearts.
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Dear Jim & family,
Always smiling and friendly. That is how we will always remember Naomie. She was a special lady.
Dr. Pat & Margie Cousineau
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SHARING SOME MEMORIES OF CUFF'S MARKET AND GREENHOUSE
- The appearance of the front of the store in different seasons. Baskets of produce in summer to trimmed wreaths and pine trees in winter.
- Jim greeting you as you come in the door and buying the best packages of tenderloin to take home for Christmas.
- Going down the old stairs, with each step having its own unique sound to it and seeing the Ol' Boy's sitting around the store furnace. (It should have been a pot belly stove.)
- Spending evenings with Jim & Naomie. Jim fixing supper in the old fry pan, as I stemmed flowers for orders and at Christmas time pressed wreaths and trimmed them. Naomie put the flowers together and at Christmas time made and trimmed crosses.
- Spending long hours for orders, for Mother's Day, Easter, Prom, and Weddings. Sometimes three weddings for one day.
- Spending time in the greenhouse potting and transplanting and gabbing with Naomie.
- Helping at Open House and Christmas Open House. Naomie and Jim even talked me into being Santa, with the suit and the beard. It was fun cause the kids would come in and I would know their names and they would be so surprised. (I was a teacher by day, in town.)
- One of the best sharing times was when I talked about calling a man. Naomie said for her first meeting with Jim, she called him. So I got brave and made the call. It turned out to be a great call. (I never did find out if Naomie really did call Jim or she was just pushing me to make the call. I was glad she did.)
- I shared my wedding flower thoughts with Naomie and she did my beautiful wedding flowers, pinned on the flowers, and perfected the flowers for my attendants to carry. That was very special to me.
- I watched Naomie make evergreen cemetery crosses for years, she made them for my family and many others. When the Cuff's retired; I continued to make the crosses for my family, with fond memories of Naomie making them. I now have had the honor of making one for Naomie.
- I am thankful for the Cuff's Market and Greenhouse. I have gained and shared a long time friendship with them.
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I was sorry to hear about your mother at a later date. Give Becky and John my condolences. I went to school with Becky and lived just next door to your Mom & Dad at 224 S. Mill Street. John, Ray R. and I played together lots of games, day and night. As the years went by, the games stopped and my eyes were on the girls, yeah, Becky and Beth R. Lots of memories with John and Becky. As for you, Janis, I remember you as their big sister, that's about it.
As for the market and greenhouse I was in and out as a customer, friend and worker. I helped John at times so he could get done and play or whatever. Your dad was my boss when I picked pickles.
As a customer on my way down the railroad tracks fishing or hunting it as always a first stop for candy and pop.
As for the greenhouse my mother and dad used the store for all different things for flowers - happy times, sad times. My mother loved to stop in. Your mother and father were always so nice.
Thank you and your mother and father, Becky and John for the store and greenhouse and friendship. Please say hello to all for me.
Thank you and I am so sorry for your loss.
Michael Briggs
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Jim and family,
Your wife and Mother was an active lady - always smiling, hardworking. She made many trips to Zittau to pick up cheese to sell at the store in Hortonville.
Edna Lehman
Union Star, Zittau
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Dear Janis,
I'm so sorry to hear your Mom passed away. May your heart be filled with sweet, wonderful memories. I so wish my Mom was still alive - she would love to send you some great thoughts and memories of "Cuff's". That was the only place to buy berries and melons according to my Mom. Cuff's was an institution in Hortonville.
Fondly, Pat (Prunty) Plamann
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She will be missed, I loved her laugh. I enjoyed bowling with her, when we were on a team together. Naomie and my Mom, Phyllis, were very good friends. Now they are together again along with Lois Martzahl.
Susie Partika, Leo Guyette,
Kristy Levezow & Cindysue Garvey
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Each spring my late husband, Gilbert, used to stop several times at Cuff's Market to buy seeds and plants for the garden. We always enjoyed the 'fruits of his labor."
Floral funeral arrangements that your Mom, Naomie, and her assistants put together in the 60's and 70's - my grandma, Mom & Dad Lueck, sister Ruth and son Kendal were beautiful and memorable; also the arrangements for daughter Sheryl's wedding. She will be greatly missed by all whose lives she touched.
Winnifred Laabs
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WHAT A GAL SHE WAS!
Naomie Cuff, a remarkable and wonderful woman was she........ 
Alongside Jim they both raised a family of three.
Running Cuff's Market and Greenhouse, side by side....
All the flower arranging she did brought her great pride.
She was a very kind woman, loaded with personality......
A friend to everyone and as caring as a person could be.
God must have felt her earthly purpose was fulfilled and done.....
So on the 26th day of March, He called her to her Heavenly Home. You will have many days ahead filled with deep sorrow...
But look ahead to each new, bright, and flowery tomorrow.
Her love, you will always treasure, her precious memories you will keep.....
She has found the greatest pleasure, the most blessed and peaceful sleep.
Ross & Becky Barkholtz & Family
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I was so sorry to hear about Naomie! What a wonderful, caring person she was. I especially remember all the times she got my Mom's (Bernice Moder) mail and would visit with her when Mom was sick. She was a breath of fresh air and will be missed by many.
Barb Quinn
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Dear Cathy,
I am so sorry to hear about Naomie's sudden death! I liked her a lot, she always radiated a very energetic, friendly and positive spirit. I know you are very close to her and will be missing her a lot! I hope she is in a beautiful place now!
You know, while I was walking through Paris yesterday I was thinking about Naomie a few times with all the beautiful flower displays. I thought - wow, how Naomie and you would enjoy seeing these. Also, yesterday during my stroll, I visited the "Hotel de Dieu" (God's Refuge) - the first hospital in Paris founded in 651 and still running. There are a few inscriptions in the courtyard in Latin that reflect a strong belief, which you have, I know, and those are words of condolance: "Ego sum resurrectio et vita" - meaning: "I am resurrection and life" and "Qui credit in me etiam si mortuus fuerit vivet" - meaning: "He/she who believes in me will be alive even when dead". The two photos I will attach I had taken without knowing what had happened - sometimes I really wonder if there is another dimension of knowing out there.......
With a hug and a lot of love,
"Michi" - Michaela Maria Scheniderbauer
(a friend of our Aunt Cathy Beattie)
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Dad (Jim), Janis, Becky, John and their families want to thank everyone that sent us their wonderful memories of Cuff's Market. It was a good place to grow up in - we learned a lot about life and the real world. And we have our memories of all our customers also.
We also want to extend thank you's to everyone that came to our Mom's visitation and/or funeral, sent flowers, brought food, hugs and memories of her to share. We needed it all.
THANK YOU
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