Olden Days, Golden Days
SHOPTALK: Atop the desk at the shop this week is a pic of the Vermilion Grange parade float that was likely taken during Vermilions Centennial parade in 1937. I’ve no idea what image the float is representing. Nor do I recognize any of the persons on it. But they were “feeding the world”.
The pic on my home computer is a portrait of the Wittmer family of Brownhelm, Ohio. Several years ago Nuggie Cook loaned me a photo album that I believe once belonged to local photographer Rudy Moc and I scanned all the pictures in it. There were perhaps 50 or more photos – and this was one. The family migrated from Bavaria during the mid 19th century. The patriarch of the family, Rudolph, was born there in 1810. His wife, Phebe, was born there in 1824.
The Wittmer’s son, John, whose with his family is pictured here, was born in Brownhelm in 1843. His wife, Christina Hahn, was born in Vermilion in 1847. Their oldest son, George, was born here in 1868; Edward in 1870; Albert in 1878; and Vera in 1886.John died in 1927; son Edward in 1931. I was unable to find a death date for Christina.
In this pic Vera appears to be about 17 or 18 years old. Consequently I’d date this photo to have been taken to around 1903-04.
THANK HEAVEN FOR MODERN MEDICINE: I am finally getting back to near normal following having a terrible cold and a severe attack of bursitis in my hip and shoulder.
The cold left me with an ear infection that took away my hearing in one ear. And the bursitis made sleep a painful ordeal. The only time I was comfortable was while standing.
Thank heaven for modern medicine. A hundred years ago I’d probably have been confined to my bed for months.
SKETCHES: The book I am currently working on will be called “Sketches”. In truth they’re not really biographies. If anything, they’re closer to being obituaries – except they’re not. They are sketches of personalities in Vermilions past. I hope to have the book to the publisher in a week or two.
A 4-man team of church guys (George Spreng, Jack Johnson, Larry Howell, and myself) will be preparing and serving a wonderful French Toast breakfast from 7:30 to 10 AM. This is, beyond the shadow of any doubt, the very best French Toast you’ll ever have – and that’s no lie.
You don’t have to be a member of the church to attend the breakfast. We welcome all. The price is what you think it’s worth (i.e. a “free-will offering”).
So put it on your calendars and join us. You won’t regret it.
FOR VHS CLASSES '63-'64-'65: The date of the 1963-64-65 VHS Class(s) Reunion this coming summer is August 16 at German’s Villa Banquet Hall in (where else?) Vermilion. For more info the best bet would be to email – Ruthie Bauman Tanner. Merci.
NEW MUSUEM SCHEDULE: Beginning now the museum will be open six days a week from 11 AM to 3 PM. We will be closed on Sundays and Holidays.
Private tours during those hours and during the evening can be arranged by calling the museum, or stopping in to see us.
FIVE-OH-ONE-CEE-THREE: The museum is a 501(c)(3) organization. Consequently, all donations to the museum are tax deductible. This is retroactive to November of 2011.
VISITING HOURS: We are located at 727 Grand Street in Vermilion across the street from Vermilion's historic E&R Church. The museum is open Monday thru Saturday from 11 AM to 3 PM. A small admission donation of $3 (for adults) is requested. Children accompanied with an adult will be admitted free. For Special Tours call: 440-967-4555.
We are closed on Sundays and holidays.
MEMBERSHIPS: Memberships to the VERMILION NEWS PRINT SHOP MUSEUM are now available. Funds generated will go toward the aforementioned renovations and maintenance of the shop.
If you would like to become a member the VNPSM you can send a check or money order to:
Vermilion Print Shop Museum727 Grand Street Vermilion, Ohio 44089440.967.4555.
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Thumbing through an old VHS Anuual “Log” book last week I came across this pic in an ad at the back of the book.
The Sharpnack Chevrolet / Oldsmobile dealership certainly came a long, long way from its humble beginnings next to the Liberty Tavern – and across from the Ritter library.
I remember going into the showroom of the dealership in the Fall of the year when the new models were introduced. Today it’s hard to believe that anyone could have had such a dealership / garage in the building.
My, but those were good days.
IT’S A MATTER OF TIME: The property depicted in the accompanying image(s) has provided subject matter for this column several times in the past (VPJ 1-26-06, 3-16-06). These are, believe it or else, identical photographs. The major difference between them is time. It is. in fact, 50 some years in time. Today most folks recognize the property as the site of Vermilion's UCC Congregational Church.
In 1956, and for many years before that, local residents knew it as the site of the "old Wilber property". The late owners, Harriet and Miller Wilber, called their home that sat on the four-acre site "Sunshine Cottage." Photos that appeared with those aforementioned Photojournal stories graphically reflect the reason for that name despite the fact that tragedies in their lives did not.
When the Wilbers passed away in the latter months of 1930 Sunshine Cottage and the property on which it stood was bequeathed for the establishment of an orphanage. However; their endowment was not large enough for such an emprise, and rental fees realized by the estate over time were scarcely enough to fund such an ambitious project. Eventually (i.e. sometime during the 1950's) the probate court ordered the property to be sold. And that is when, where, and why a prospective buyer, in the person of Vermilionite Ray Thoms took this great snapshot (top) of a very dilapidated "Sunshine Cottage." However; Mr. Thoms didn't buy the property. Another local gent by the name of Alfred Smith did.
In 1956 Mr. Smith sold the property to the members of Vermilion's Congregational Church who had outgrown their building on Division/Main Street (now Millet's Auction House). And on Saturday, July 20th, 1956 church members gathered together at Wilber's "Sunshine Cottage" to begin the demolition process to make way for a new building.
That was a long way from the cold January day in 1888 when their new frame church on Division Street was formally dedicated. It was also a very long way from a December day in 1843 when the Reverend Jotham Goodell had presided over the dedication of the first church in the newly established Village of Vermilion, Ohio (VPJ 6-29-01). And it was ages away from the day in 1821 when the congregation's forebears had worked together to clear a place in the woods just east of Cuddeback (now Risden) Road to build a 30 by 35 foot log church building with timbers harvested from that woods.
In May of 1957 the cornerstone of a new church building was set in place. By the end of the year a new brick building was completed. The Reverend James Bidle, who more than a few Vermilionites will remember, presided over the dedication of the new structure. The hopes and dreams of Harriet and Miller Wilber seemed to have gone the same way as their beloved "Sunshine Cottage" - to only exist in weathered letters to friends and relatives and in faded photographs filed away in a trunk in someone's attic. But perhaps not.
For to rephrase a line from Scottish poet Robert Burns' poem To A Mouse, On Turning Her Up In Her Nest With The Plough; "The best laid plans of mice and men often go awry." That's not to imply that good planning is often a useless endeavor or that the result is often unfavorable. Tis only to say that just because our "best laid plans" hopes and dreams don't immediately materialize it doesn't automatically follow that they are entirely lost. It may simply be a matter of time.
AGAIN - ANOTHER NEW (NOW OLD) THING: Initially I said that "This will not take the place of the "Macabre" stuff all the time - but will supplement whilst I search for more macabre stories to tell." But methinks that it's carved out a niche for itself and the "Macabre stuff" with have to find another.
So stay tuned...
Vol. IX – NO.51 – May 31, 1906.
The pavilion and dance hall at Ruggles’ Beach was totally destroyed by fire late Friday afternoon. The fire originated from a gasoline lighting plant, which was being tested. The carpenters had just completed repairs on the building when the fire broke out, and the first dance of the season had been billed for that evening. The building and contents wee valued at about $5,000 and was partially insured. The loss falls rather severely upon Mr. Ruggles on account of the opening of the season, which may be delayed.
About 700 attended the Berlin and Vermilion townships school picnic at Ruggles’ beach last Friday. The picnic was one of the most successful ever held and but for the fire which destroyed the pavilion in which some of the party had their wraps, all would have had a most enjoyable time.
[VV. Ed. Note: I can’t tell whether calling this both a “successful” and “enjoyable picnic” was a realistic way to describe the event. The burning of the pavilion was a big deal. And with 700 children there to watch it must have been exciting – but enjoyable? I think not. Unless someone broke out marshmallows and hotdogs.
Mrs. John Hull and son Floyd spent Saturday in Elyria.
Mrs. Geo. Naegele and children of Vermilion is spending the week with John Hull and family.
Quite a few from here attended the School picnic at Linwood Park Friday.
Ralph Tisdale is on the sick list.
Mr. Baker spend Saturday in Rocky River.
Commencement exercises will be held in the Congregational church Thursday evening June 7.
Baccalaureate sermon Sunday evening June 3d. The class is composed of the following members: Nellie May Buckley, Martin Philip Girke, Marion Amelia Brandan, John Shotton, Gertrude Van Wagner, Geo. Raymon Hassenflue [sic], Emma Henrietta Ruth, Orrin Peck Shattuck.
The eighth annual banquet of the Alumni association will be held Friday evening June 8 at the residence of the Superintendent, O.L. Damon.
The invitations are printed on a souvenir postal card showing a picture of the Brownhelm high school in one corner and the place where the banquet will be held in the other arranged by Rev. A.D. Blakeselee.
[VV. Ed. Note: I wonder if any of these cards still exist. If so, this article will reinforce the history behind it.
Mrs. C. R. Bacon died at her home in Oberlin, Wednesday, May 23, ’06. The funeral services were held there Saturday after which the remains were brought here for interment.
She was the mother of Samuel Bacon of this place.
Mr. and Mrs. Elias Baumhardt, of Lorain, were in town Thursday.
Mr. and Mrs. Crandall of Amherst spent Sunday with B. Bacon and family.
The Ladies’ Missionary Society will be entertained at the home of Mrs. Newton Hollstein Friday afternoon.
Mrs. Enola Moorehouse who has been on trail at Wooster for murdering infants has been found guilty of manslaughter.
[VV. Ed. Note: By January 1907 Mrs. Moorehouse had been granted a new trial. Shortly thereafter the charges were dropped due to the death of a key witness.]
The Boxwell-Patterson township commencement will be held at Axtel, Wednesday evening June 6th at the M.E. Church.
Arthur Schneider, late court painter to the Sultan of Morrocco [sic], a brother of Herbert Schneider and Mrs. Kirsch, well-known in Vermilion, has installed himself at the Kirsch cottage at Linwood Park. Mrs. Schneider has visited Morroco [sic] several times and for over a year was the instructor of the Sultan in drawing and painting. Last fall he returned to America, having been forced to on account of the dislike of the people for the foreigners and their institutions, which the Sultan had adopted. Mr. Schneider has had an exciting and varied experience while in that country as well as several narrow escapes from death. He is somewhat eccentric having adopted some of his ideas as to modes of living, from the foreigners with whom he has come in contact. He ahs given several exhibitions of paintings, etc., brought with him from the east. Mr. Schneider will paint some of our Vermilion scenery in all probability. He expects to remain here about two months.
10 Members of Delker Post G.A.R. went to Maple Grove cemetery Wednesday morning and decorated the graves of dead comrades. In the afternoon fourteen went to Lorain and were given the honor of being first in the parade at that place. They report a very large crowd and fine ceremonies.
Just now you could get the vote of every farmer for the water wagon.
The N.Y. World wants to know what a pinhead is. Good heavens! Look around in Congress.
[VV. Ed. Note: Some things never change.]
J. Pierpont Morgan is about to invest in another great work of art – the Chicago street railway.
Perhaps it is beginning to dawn on the Standard Oil company that what is known as public opinion cuts a good deal of ice
Apostle Smith announces that the Utah Mormons are about to give up their ordinary business interests in Salt Lake. This will enable the church to devote its whole time to politics.
[VV. Ed. Note: From this little commentary we can see that animosity between mainstream Christians and the Mormon church is nothing new – and that it more to do with separation of church and state than it had little to do with polygamy.]
By raising the license fee from $500 to $1000 Chicago lost 500 of its 8,200 saloons. The net gain in revenue under the new law is considerable.
The international harvester trust is charged with being behind Gov. Cummins in his campaign for a third term, and from the harvest of Cummins delegates it appears there must be something in it.
A Milwaukee paper is boosting Senator LaFollette as a presidential candidate of the Democratic ticket. This is a little surprising, as Wisconsin has been counted as divided between Roosevelt and Bryan for that nomination.
During the past week there have been several explosions in powder magazines. And the one in McClure’s magazine seems to have been fatal also blowing out four of its editorial force.
[VV. Ed. Note: McClure's or McClure's Magazine (1893–1929) was an American illustrated monthly periodical popular at the turn of the 20th century. The magazine is credited with having started the tradition of muckraking. Before World War I, the term "muckraker" was used to refer in a general sense to a writer who investigates and publishes truthful reports to perform an auditing or watchdog function. In contemporary use, the term describes either a journalist who writes in the adversarial or alternative tradition, or a non-journalist whose purpose in publication is to advocate reform and change. Investigative journalists view the muckrakers as early influences and a continuation of watchdog journalism.]
School will be out June 1. There will be no graduating class this year on account of the four year course recently adopted.
[VV. Ed. Note: This is an historic piece of information. Prior to 1906 high school course work in preparation for graduation consisted of only 2 years. Methinks that was the reason for the Boxwell-Patterson examinations used by public schools of the era before the 4-year course of study.]
PERPLEXING RELATIONSHIPS: It's been a bit over one year now since I met an Internet friend, Bobbi (Roberta) Neller-Riley, who lives in Santa Maria, CA. (She was surfing the net one day and came across one of my webpages.) Bobbi, it turns out, is a great-granddaughter and granddaughter of late Vermilionites George and Elton Fischer (respectively) who operated a rather prosperous lumber business during the latter part of the 19th to the mid 20th centuries in Vermilion. Thanks to her their names, faces and stories have appeared in this column numerous times since our acquaintance (PJ 1-22, 2-2, and 7-6-06). In brief, this is, and continues to be with the accompanying photo, an historically productive digital rapport about a century ago' from 3000 miles away. Amazing.
But even more amazing may be the relationships that existed amongst citizens of the Village of Vermilion, Ohio 100 years ago. It should be of no surprise to anyone that in a hamlet that, then, only consisted of roughly 1500 to 2000 souls that kinships among the townsfolk would be both strong and numerous. And so it was. However; during the passage of 100 years these obvious relationships are likely to become less and less obvious until they are nearly, or sometimes completely, forgot.
Many older townsmen in our pretty city, for instance, will recognize the name, if not the face, of a gentleman named A.E. Beeckel. Most persons familiar with local history know Mr. Beeckel’s name because he was for many years Vermilion's funeral director. During the last century he kept a parlor in the shop(s) situated between what is now Brummer's Candy Store (north), and what was the Winterstein Realty (south) on Main Street. Local resident Henry "Hank" Fischer makes some mention of him in his oral histories of Vermilion. And advertisements for Beeckel's professional services and furniture business regularly appeared in The Vermilion News.
As an aside, it might be helpful for some readers to understand that furniture sales by persons engaged in the funerary business was not unusual. In fact, it was more the rule than the exception.
But back to Mr. Andrew E. Beeckel: He is pictured (here) standing next to Elizabeth "Lizzie" Liberman Fischer. The ladies seated - from left to right are: Mary "Mame" Beeckel, Catherine Ann Laubach-Liberman, and Blanche Liberman. Their apparel suggests that the photo graph was taken about 1902. The location is unknown.
Now about those aforementioned relationships: "Lizzie" Fischer was Andrew Beeckel's older half-sister. She was married to Vermilion entrepreneur and lumberman George Fischer. Mary "Mame" Beeckel was Andrew's younger sister. Catherine was their mother. And Blanche is thought to be one of Lizzie's cousins. But hold on folks it doesn't end here.
At the time these shadows were captured by an unknown photographer, Catherine was married to a Vermilion businessman by the name of John W. Krapp. Mr. Krapp was the proprietor of a well-known Vermilion hostelry called the Lake House, which sat on the south west corner of Liberty Avenue and Division/Main Street. In time Lizzie's husband would purchase the hotel, move it down the hill (to the east) and name it after their children Maud and Elton.
To further illuminate/confuse matters folks should know that John and Catherine Krapp had a daughter they named Carrie. So unlike the razor sharp images in this beautiful photo graph come 3000 miles to afford us a glimpse of Vermilion folks one century ago, the relationships among those in the photo are nearly, if not completely, enigmatic.
THE FIRE-LANDS: I found the following information re: the early inhabitants of our area to be extremely informative. Methinks you will also.
I am getting better at transcribing these passages so there are fewer mistakes. But I like to read as I go - and sometimes I fill in the blanks. So tread carefully this trail through yesteryear.
The following series will take thee to the townships south of Vermilion. Methinks you'll find this history quite fascinating.
…also began to dawn upon their minds that they were the victims of a cruel hoax, and that the said individual had shot the bullet through his coat to give the appearance of credibility to his story. This suspicion proved to be correct, but what punishment, if any, was inflicted upon the offender we are unable to record. The alarm of Indians carrying fire-brands grew out of the fact that sparks and cinders were carried by the wind in the direction of the blockhouse from a burning log heap. When the surrender of Detroit occurred, the settlers removed their families to Cleveland. The men remained in the township, all working together, with their guns close by, on a single farm to be the better prepared for any attack that might be made, while one of their number was stationed as a sentinel to watch the approach of danger. But the enemy had not the temerity to come within range of their guns.
After the close of the war, the township settled more rapidly. One of the first families that moved in was that of Lambert Shaeffer, formerly from Schoharie county, New York. He came to Ohio in 1812, stopping at Painesville, where he carried on blacksmithing until the war was over, when he removed to this township, arriving in February 1815. He settled on the Vermillion, in the first section, where Mr. Graves now lives. He moved into a cabin which stood on his purchase and formerly occupied by Jeremiah Wilson, who left at the breaking out of the war. Shaeffer died at the home of his son Christopher, in this township, about twenty-six years ago, his wife previously. They had seven children, one of whom died in the east. Three are yet living, viz: Mrs. Richard Brewer and Christopher Shaeffer in this town ship, and Elias in Illinois.
William Blackman moved in about this time. He was originally from Connecticut, but removed to Towanda creek, New York, in 1802, and, before the war, settled near Buffalo, which he saw burned by the British. After his arrival with his family in this township, he lived for a year in the blockhouse with widow Clark and family. He then purchased and settled in the third section, on what is now known as the Mason place, but afterwards changed his location to the Vermillion, in the first section, where, in connection with Harley Mason, he established a sawmill. Meeting with some reverses, he went to New London, and, later, to. Indiana. He finally returned to Florence, and died at the house of his daughter, Mrs. Denman.
One of the prominent pioneers of Florence and a resident of the township for fifty-two years was Joab Squire. Mr. Squire was born in Fairfield county, Connecticut, November 2, 17?T. In 1799 he married Mary Buckley, and in 1815 emigrated to the West. During the most of this time his life was upon the sea. For several years he commanded a vessel of which he was the owner, engaged in the coasting trade from Boston, Massachusetts, to Charleston, South Carolina. Once, while passing around Cape Cod, his vessel was wrecked in a storm, on Nantucket Shoals, and Captain Squire and his wife narrowly escaped drowning. The loss of his vessel was a serious reverse to him, but he secured an interest in another and continued on the sea until the war commenced. In April, 1815, he started with his family for this township, where he had previously purchased a tract of land. After a tedious journey, most of the way by water, he arrived at Cleveland in July, 1815, which was then a place of a few small buildings, giving little promise of the splendid city it has since become. He came from Cleveland by lake to the mouth of the Vermillion, and thence by land to this township. He settled on lot number twenty-nine in the fourth section, where he resided until his death. When he arrived here his family consisted of his wife and nine children, the youngest less than a year old. Babies had to be rocked then as now, and having no cradle, Mrs. Squire rocked hers in a sap trough. Mr. Squire was twice married and was the father of sixteen children, all but one of whom lived to adult age. He died March 31, 1867, and was buried in the family burying ground on the old homestead. Five of the children survive, as follows: Mrs. William Tillinghast, formerly of Berlin, now of Toledo; Julius, in Ottawa county; Julia (a twin sister of Julius), now wife of Edwin A. Denton, of Florence; Joab, a practicing physician at East Toledo; and Benjamin B., in Wakeman.
During the year 1816 several accessions were made to the settlement. One of these was Daniel Chandler, who came in from Orange county New York. He was then unmarried, but in October 1818, he married Sally Summers, daughter of Mark Summers, who settled in Vermillion the year previous. After his marriage, Mr. Chandler settled down where his widow still resides, half a mile west of Birmingham. He died there, October 21, 1869, aged seventy-eight. Mrs. Chandler is now eighty-one. They had thirteen children, ten of whom are living.
Jonathan Bryant, the same year, settled in the second section, a short distance south of the Harrison burying-ground. He soon after moved to Birmingham, and resided there the remainder of his life. Mr. Bryant was, for many years, a justice of the peace of this township.
John Denman, a native of England, came to Florence from Sullivan county New York, in 1816, making the journey afoot, with his knapsack on his back. Three years afterward, he married Marinda Blackman, and settled on lot number seventy-eight, in the first section, erecting his cabin where the apple orchard now is, southeast of the present frame house.
That orchard he planted from seed that he brought from the East in his knapsack. Mr. Denman died on his original location, March 23, 1878, within two days of eighty-seven years of age. Mrs. Denman still occupies the old homestead, aged seventy-six. They had a family of fifteen children, who lived to mature age, and were married. Twelve are now living.
In the same year, Harley Mason, and his brother Chauncey, with a one-horse wagon and a few tools…
Excerpts from: The Fire Lands, Comprising Huron and Erie Counties, Ohio; W.W. Williams - 1879 -
Press of Leader Printing Company, Cleveland, Ohio
TUMS FOR YOUR TUMMY: My friend Mary Louis “Tootie” Reisinger stopped in the shop one day last week with a bag of wonderful memories to donate to the museum.
This tiny calendar was not the prominent piece donated however. It just happened to have been slipped into one of the several books she gave me – and I thought it unique.
I don’t know (off hand) what the address of the store (now the Main Street Grill) is today. But I’m certain that it’s not “100 W. Liberty St.”
Horn broken. Watch for finger Your kid may be an honor student, but you're still an idiot
I brake for no apparent reason
Forget about World Peace... Visualize using your turn signal
We have enough youth, how about a fountain of Smart
It IS as bad as you think, and they ARE out to get you
Time is what keeps everything from happening at once
Out of my mind. Back in five minutes
Laugh alone and the world thinks you're an idiot
I get enough exercise just pushing my luck
Sometimes I wake up grumpy; Other times I let him sleep
Work is for people who don't know how to fish
Women who seek to be equal to men lack ambition
No radio - Already stolen
Reality is a crutch for people who can't handle drugs
Real women don't have hot flashes, they have power surges
OK, who stopped payment on my reality check?
Time is the best teacher; Unfortunately it kills all its students
It's lonely at the top, but you eat better
Give me ambiguity or give me something else
Make it idiot-proof and someone will make a better idiot
Always remember you're unique, just like everyone else
Puritanism: The haunting fear that someone, somewhere may be happy
Be nice to your kids. They'll choose your nursing home
Ever stop to think and forget to start again?
LOCAL ANNOUNCEMENTS: After giving it much thought this link has been "put-down". During the last year most of the folks who used to use this page as a bulletin board have acquired their own and, consequently, no longer need this forum from "Views". I have, however, kept links (in the links section) to Larry Hohler's "Hope Homes" in Kenya - and to Bette Lou Higgins' Eden Valley Enterprises sites. They are historically and socially relevant projects. I suggest that you visit these sites on a regular basis to see "what's shakin'".
Persons interested in the history of the Lake Shore Electric Railway (which was the subject of a recent past podcast series) - "the greatest electaric railway system on the planet" may want to go to Amazon.com and purchase a book called "Images of Rail - Lake Shore Electric Railway". It was put together by Thomas J. Patton with the help of my friends Dennis Lamont and Albert Doane. It'd make a nice gift.
Another great book with Vermilion Roots is, "Grandmas’ Favorites: A Compilation of Recipes from Margaret Sanders Buell" by Amy O’Neal, Elizabeth Thompson and Meg Walter (May 2, 2012). This book very literally will provide one with the flavor of old Vermilion. And ye can also find it at Amazon.com. Take a look.
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