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The little drug store that wouldn't die
Forest City group brings back the town’s soda fountain and social center
by Sylvia Anderson
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Mr. Graham cant keep his eyes off the ice cream sundae going to another customer at the Forrest City drug store museum. At the other end of the counter Brad Johnson chats with museum board president Kathy Darrington while Becky Cotton and Karen Cotton serve up the goodies.

Photo by Eric Keith / St. Joseph News-Press / Purchase this photo

Mr. Graham cant keep his eyes off the ice cream sundae going to another customer at the Forrest City drug store museum. At the other end of the counter Brad Johnson chats with museum board president Kathy Darrington while Becky Cotton and Karen Cotton serve up the goodies.

About 12 miles west of Interstate 29 in Northwest Missouri, the road makes a downward slope towards what looks like a riverbend. It becomes the town of Forest City, a once prosperous community in the late 1800s, until the Missouri River changed course. Now quiet railroad tracks run alongside farmland and a scattering of buildings, with little to remember the town’s heyday — until now.

This year, 149 years after it was built, and several years after it was closed and left for dead, the Forest City drug store is making a comeback. A new lock on the door was just the beginning.

Ginger Book turns the key to the door of the long, narrow, brick building, originally called France’s Drug Store. New brick siding on the front and white lace curtains over the two small windows make it hard for the casual passerby to know what’s inside. The only identification on the building right now is an old Schlitz Malt Liquor sign dangling high above the door, left behind from the last days before the store was closed.

“It used to be right here,” Mrs. Book says, as she slides her hand along the wall inside the drug store to find the light switch.

With only dim rays of sunshine coming through the curtains, it’s hard to see where the switch might be. For Mrs. Book, it’s a little fuzzy, too, because of the recent macular degeneration of her eyes. But as she points to dark cabinets along the wall, she doesn’t need perfect vision to tell where the tin-lined drawers are that were used to store tobacco and cigars, or where the stairs used to be. The light switch was moved during some minor renovation work, but she knows where everything else is. That’s because she used to live here many years ago.

What could be better than a root beer float.

Photo by Eric Keith / St. Joseph News-Press / Purchase this photo

What could be better than a root beer float.

It was her great-great-grandfather, John France, who originally built the drugstore in 1859. Her father, Glenn France, was the third generation to be a pharmacist here and moved his family to an apartment upstairs in the 1930s when Mrs. Book was in second grade. She lived there until she graduated from high school with her parents and brother (also named John and now a retired two-star general). There is a slight musty smell when you first walk in the store, and the narrow planks of the wood flooring are worn from years of wear, but there is still evidence of the drug store’s former grandeur. Black and gold marble lines the baseboards all around the store. It looks like Italian portoro, although Mrs. Book says they have not had an expert in to say for sure. The floor to ceiling apothecary cabinets look like mahogany and the back bar has inlays of stained-glass in the doors.

As Mrs. Book looks at the soda fountain, all in original and working condition, she breaks into a smile.

“I grew up behind that soda fountain,” she says. “ I started working here when I was tall enough to reach down to dip ice cream. One time I fell in and bit my tongue. Dad had to come get me and drag me out.”

Saturday nights were busy, she says. The area across the street, now a gravel parking lot, would be full of horses and wagons under the trees. They would stay open until midnight serving sodas, malts, sundaes and banana splits to customers sitting at the marble tables and bent wood chairs. Several of the tables and chairs are still here, and still with the gum someone placed on the undersides years ago.

“On Saturday nights, this was the place to come,” Mrs. Book says, “Everybody came to the drug store.”

On Saturday, May 24 of this year, France’s drug store reopened as the Forest City Drug Store Museum. And it has become the place to come again. The cases that held candy, watches, dolls and school supplies now have a rotating display of antiques and memorabilia. In May, it was all kinds of things from the Forest City school, including band uniforms, photos and the old school bell. In July, it was changed to kitchen memorabilia, featuring all kinds of cookbooks and equipment not seen today, like a wooden cabbage cutter for making sauerkraut and a washboard and pail. New displays are planned every few weeks.

“We are so small that we don’t want people to come and say, ‘I’ve seen it,’” says Billie Jo Ripley, publisher of the local newspaper, The Times Observer, and a member of the events committee which organizes the displays.

And just like in years past, guests can enjoy ice cream sundaes and shakes from the soda fountain, sitting at the same tables and chairs. The ice cream is not the highly anticipated Franklin Double X flavor of the month as proclaimed in an old banner across the door, which used to arrive on a train from Kansas City packed in dry ice. It comes in a truck now, usually from the Schwan’s man, but the dollar cones and $2.50 sundaes, floats and malts taste good, and the price is right.

Over the Fourth of July weekend, it was standing room only, with lines waiting out the door for a look around and a chance to relive the experience of the soda fountain. The guest book was signed by 147 people in this town with a population of less than 300. And it’s all been accomplished by donations from the community and volunteers who organized the Riverbend Extension Company, a non-profit group that is working to strengthen and reestablish the community.

“We wanted to call it the Forest City Extension Company after the company that started Forest City in 1857,” says Peggy Ann Edwards, Forest City mayor. “But when we sent in the name, we found it was still on the books.”

The group has many plans in the works for the drug store, including adding a historical library, a park next door with a memorial wall and renovating the apartment upstairs. It’s been a boon to the community, Mrs. Ripley says, but it almost didn’t happen. Some people from Nebraska were planning to buy the building and sell everything inside.

“That’s when the decision was made that we couldn’t let that happen,” she says. “It would have been just another old building to fall down in Forest City.”

It hasn’t been easy. Every Thursday since the middle of February, Mrs. Edwards and Mrs. Ripley work on cleaning the store. And it still needs some structural improvements they hope to be able to pay for with a grant. But that’s after their non-profit status has been approved, a lengthy procedure that Mrs. Book’s daughter, Anna Derr, is working on.

And after receiving a donation to buy the building in January, they discovered that an abandoned and dangerous building next door was part of the package. It was going to cost more than they could afford to tear it down.

“It wasn’t even suitable for storage,” Mrs. Edwards says.

However, just like everything else with this project, volunteers came to the rescue and not only tore it down, but removed the debris and leveled the land. An Eagle Scout has volunteered to do the landscaping. The Sur-gro company across the street is donating the grass seed.

It’s hard work, the women say, but it’s been worth the enthusiasm and camaraderie it’s brought to the community. And they are touched when they hear comments such as those from a Mound City woman who told them how special the drug store was to her, because it brought back memories of when she would visit her grandma and have ice cream with her there every Sunday. Or the woman who cried when she showed her husband the old band uniform she used to wear that was on display in May. And then there are the children who are seeing a soda fountain for the first time.

“In our little town there’s not many of the original buildings left,” Mrs. Book says. “I’m thrilled that we were able to do it.”

Visit the Forest City Drug Store Museum

The museum is located in downtown Forest City, Mo., and is open two Sundays a month from 1 to 4 p.m. There is no charge.

The next scheduled display is called Tool Time, which will begin on July 20, followed by Music, Music, Music on August 10 and Vintage Fashions on August 17. The Drug Store Museum also may be reserved for private groups. Refreshments and a program on the history of the town can be provided. For more information or to donate historical memorabilia to the museum, call The Times Observer at (660) 446-3331 or Peggy Ann Edwards at (660) 446-2003.

Lifestyle reporter Sylvia Anderson may be reached at sylviaanderson@npgco.com

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Posted by StJoeMoe on July 20, 2008 at 9:29 p.m. (Suggest removal)

I'm going to plan a trip up to visit the place.

And spend some money there!

Posted by LarryRSmith on July 21, 2008 at 1:10 p.m. (Suggest removal)

What an interesting story! Good for the people of Forest City! A great title for the story. It would b a good title for a book.

Posted by akm on July 21, 2008 at 2:25 p.m. (Suggest removal)

My dad was raised in FC. I've got lots of good memories there. We would go to visit my grd mother every Sunday for dinner, she always fixed fried chicken and all the trimmings...she would save her pennies all week and then split them between us kids and we'd visit the grocery store on the corner...you could get a sack full of candy for .10 to .15 cents. I really miss those days. I'm definitely planning to visit the museum. I purchased a yearbook from Mrs. Edwards. It was well worth the money.

Posted by heritage on July 21, 2008 at 3:18 p.m. (Suggest removal)

what a "sweet" article. it is so nice to see two ladies succeeding at preserving the good old days!!!!!


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