On this visit we are going to go back to the 1930s for a poem that extols some of the qualities of our village and village life. Most people take pride in their hometown and like to do a little bragging. So, here is a poem about the Steele City community.
Our Home Town
by Mrs. Hubert Manning
On the plains of Nebraska there is a quaint little town,
That is known and liked for miles around:
Where friends make friends, and hearts are lighter,
And hand shakes seem a little tighter.
On the south and west is the Little Blue River
with its babble so sweet,
And the large trees towering across it to meet
Are the homes for our lowed birds to nest,