Early Wednesday morning Mrs. Charles Wille started her chores as she does every day on the Wille place 21⁄2 miles south of Piqua. First stop was their barn to fetch grain to feed a calf.
This time a nagging mystery cropped up.
“It was right there, lying in front of the barn door,” Wille said of a color snapshot of what appears to be a grandmother, lying in a hospital-type bed with a big smile on her face. Sitting on the side of the bed, with smiles just as broad, are three youngsters, two boys and a girl.
“Bet they’re her…
