While conducting interviews at the Delina Country Store, I felt the urge to look through the pages of the old ledger book. I had family that lived in the area in the early 20th Century.

I looked through one ledger, but had no luck making any family connections. The second book featured alphabet tabs so turned to the “s” tab and with my finger scrolled down the list of entries. There I found John Scoggins, who made a purchase of a tin of salmon, a bottle of varnish and tube of snuff. Our last names are different because at some point part of my family line dropped the “r” in Scroggins. Although it’s going to take more genealogical work to determine just how close we are, I’m confident he’s one of my ancestors. To think this man had been in the Delina Store, perhaps standing on the same creaky floorboards as I, made me smile at the thought.

-- Dan Scroggins