MUSH - INTO A NEW YEAR - A NEW DECADE: My, but time just flies so very quickly by. Depending on how one looks at it it can be either a harsh reality or an exhilarating one.
I don't do resolutions - or I don't do those that involve giving up bad habits. One reason for that is that I've already given up most of my worst habits. The rest I can (I don't know about others) live with for now.
But if I were to resolve to do anything during the coming 12 months it would be to find the time to put together a pictorial history of Vermilion, Ohio in book form. This would, of course, include some discriptive passages. But it would be more of a coffee table / collectors book that would also include drawings and maps.
In some respects it would be much like the books published about Linwood Park. They are quite good.
Methinks people would appreciate having such a tome in their homes. Vermilion's history is (to use a personal pun) quite rich. It needs be made richer.
Eagerly,







A Fireman's Fireman
W.A. "DAD" TISCHER: I'm a-feared that I don't know much about this fellow: William A. Tischer. The records immediately available to me are scanty. And I'm not certain they are precise. But I shall forge ahead anyway. And if I am wrong I'm certain that I'll be corrected and - therein - obtain the correct information.
From the records on my desk in front of me right now it appears that William A. Tischer was born in Ohio around 1861. His wife's name was Alice W. I know through other sources that Mr. Tischer was a carpenter / building contractor. He was instrumental in the construction of Vermilion's first library. But it was his years as a Vermilion Volunteer Fireman / Fire Chief where he really distinguished himself - where he was best known.
I don't know whether it was his age or demeanor (perhaps both) but folks around the village apparently referred to him as "Dad" Tischer whenever I ever heard them talk of him. He was a volunteer fireman for an exceptional number of years. And for a good amount of that time he was Chief.
Under his direction the Vermilion Volunteer Fire Department (VFD) moved from the 19th into the 20th centuries. He was responsible for the acquisition of Vermilion's first gasoline powered fire engines. And it was not an easy task - convincing the town council that it was the right thing to do.
But he done it.
I don't know for a fact, but I don't believe Mr. Tischer ever really retired from service to his community. It may have been that he got a little too old to fight the fires - but I doubt that it kept him from helping direct activities.


"...I often wonder how things might have been
in that yesteryear - if..."
HOW THINGS MIGHT HAVE BEEN IF…: According to the National Institute of Mental Health an estimated 26.2 percent of Americans ages 18 and older — about one in four adults — suffer from a diagnosable mental disorder in a given year.
If that statistic makes you take a step back you are overreacting. Because it doesn’t follow that over a quarter of the people surrounding us are raving lunatics. What it does mean is that mental disorders are relatively common - and that a majority of those afflictions are very manageable. Unfortunately, this has not always been true. Such was the case of Albert L. Irey.
Mr. Irey was born in Pennsylvania in 1875. Excelling in his studies he not only finished college but had earned a doctorate in Education by the time he took a position with the Vermilion Public School System about 1910. By 1914 he had earned a promotion to Superintendent. He and his wife, Clara, who was also an educator, had two daughters; Genevieve Sarah (b.1904), and Rosamond (b.1908).
As the attending photograph of Mr. Irey with his daughters (c.1911-12) seems to indicate - Albert L. Irey was a rather dashing figure. And thus it should be no great surprise for one to learn that this attractive wight often caught the eye of many a maiden.
Now had it all ended there, there would have been no problem. But it apparently did not. And before too long letters were discovered which strongly implied that the esteemed educator was romantically involved with one of the female instructors. Not only did his wife and family find this news disturbing but the entire community was enraged by his behavior. This was, to be kind, hardly appropriate conduct for a community leader to exhibit. A special meeting of the Vermilion School Board was called and Mr. Irey, as well as two female teachers were unceremoniously dismissed. One of the teachers, who had only been guilty of carrying correspondence between the two suspected paramours, later filed suit to keep her job and won.
Mrs. Irey’s reaction to the circumstance was immediate, predictable, and understandable. She filed for, and received, a divorce retaining custody of their daughters. Albert, who was devastated by the fate he, himself, had wrought apparently began to lose touch with reality.
He began to write rambling letters - some threatening, some remorseful - to his wife and lay them by the door of their Ohio Street home. Alarmed by the tone and manner of the letters Mrs. Irey formally sought to have Albert acquire psychiatric treatment.
In the first of the two sanity hearings held in Sandusky, Ohio in 1916 for Mr. Irey he defended himself. His eloquence and appearance were very persuasive, and he was found to be quite sane. After the hearing he told an acquaintance that he was off to California to begin his life again. In truth he remained in the area and continued secreting often terrifying letters, along with some soiled underwear, on the doorstep of his estranged family.
After a warrant was filed for his arrest he disappeared for a time, only to turn up in Akron, Ohio working as a carpenter for 45 cents an hour, and using an assumed name. Taken into custody without a struggle the, now bearded, Professor was unable to pay the thousand dollar bail set for him, and spent the days before his second hearing sitting in a jail cell reading Shakespeare.
During the second sanity hearing Mr. Irey sat quietly making notes, or fidgeting with his fingers, during testimony given by several physicians as to his condition. When it was over he was found to be insane and was removed to the Lima State Hospital for the Criminally Insane. Before his departure from the courtroom he asked to see, and talk with, his daughters. His sincere affection for the girls was noted.
On a overcast Thursday morning in mid August of 1962 Professor Albert L. Irey died alone in the Central Ohio Psychiatric Hospital in Columbus. He was 87 years old, and had lived more than half his life there or in other hospitals. His former wife had remained in Vermilion where she completed her career as an educator. Sarah and Rosamond grew up, left town, and raised families of their own - far away. And all was nearly forgot.
Five years ago his great-great-granddaughter sent me this lovely photograph of him with his children inquiring if I’d ever heard of her “infamous g-g-grandfather”. I had not. But when looking back, and familiarizing myself with the life of Mr. Irey, I often wonder how things might have been in that yesteryear - if...
Ref: National Institute of Mental Health; Sandusky Register, 7-1916; The Vermilion News, 7-6-1916: Special Thanks: Joan Woodruff-Owens, Fort Collins, CO.; Published in the Vermilion Photojournal 3/27/08; Written 3/23/08 @ 3:08 PM.


"Out of the two hundred forty-nine Congregational churches
in the state of Ohio, but twenty-one have a longer history than this one.."
THE FIRST 100: This is the first portion of the text of the Lucy Morgan book about Vermilion's First Congregational Church published in 1918. This is a document well worth reading. While it will appear in "VV" in parts the entire text will eventually be on a web page by itself. Again - this is a historical document.
History of the Church
The story about how the Pilgrim Fathers left their homes in
Scrooby, England, crossed the ocean and landed on the rocky shore at Plymouth, Massachusetts, is well known to every school boy and girl, but the histories do not usually tell that it was the beginning of the Congregational church in the United States.
As the years passed by, their children and children's children desiring more room pushed out into the far west, making homes for themselves in the forests and beside the lakes and streams.
It is recorded that one day some time in 1808 there appeared at the mouth of the Vermilion River a man by the name of William Haddy who built the first house in this place. Where he came from and who were his descendants we do not know.
The following year William Austin, George and John Sherarts, Enoch Smith and Horatio Perry located here. In 1810 the little colony welcomed the coming of Almon Ruggles, Solomon Parsons, Benjamin Brooks, Barlow Sturgis, Deacon Beardsley and James Cuddeback, followed by Peter Cuddeback and others in 1811. Some of these old settlers are still represented in the town and church by the. fourth and fifth generations.
The first religious service held in the place was at the home of William Austin, doubtless conducted by missionaries sent out by the Connecticut Home Missionary Society.
Twenty-five years later in a sermon, referring to these early days, Rev. Goodell said, "These visitations were bright spots in the history of the church during the first eight years of her destitution of the ordinances of the gospel, and we would here take occasion to render thanksgiving to God for imbuing the hearts of His children in that day with so large a spirit of benevolence and leading them to care for the feeble settlements in this wilderness world and to send us the bread of life. But for the assistance thus rendered, to all human appearance, our light must have gone out almost as soon as it was kindled. Nor would we forget the self denial and earnestness of those missionaries who cheerfully forsook the comforts and privileges of New England and endured the hardships and privations incident to a new country to carry the bread of life to the perishing. Among this number we would record the names of Coe, Seward, Hanford and Treat. “
There was no organization however until February 20, 1818, when a little band of Christians gathered at the home of Major Eli Barnum in Florence and organized what is now known as the First Congregational Church of Vermilion, Ohio.
There were six members, Alfred and Sally Betts, Samuel and
Esther Husted, Electa Pearse and Abigail Harris, all of whom were settlers from Connecticut.
Two ministers were present, Rev. Alvin Coe and Rev. Amasa Loomis, the former becoming pastor for the first year.
Out of the two hundred forty-nine Congregational churches in the state of Ohio, but twenty-one have a longer history than this one. Faithful work was done that same year and seven more churches. were organized in the state. The church at Marietta is undoubtedly the oldest in the state, holding a continuous record since 1796.
The early fathers were guided to build better than they realized and the results have been lasting.
Ten years passed and the little band had increased to forty-two members. Still they had no meeting house, but met at some home for services. In 1828 they gathered courage to rise up and build a house of squared logs 35x30 ft. as good and perhaps better than many of their homes.
It is thought that this was the first public building in the county, which at that time included what are now Huron and Erie Counties. This building was located about two miles from the lake at the center of the township in a clearing in what now is known as Mr. Will's woods. Here the people came from all directions. Some walked and carried their shoes and stockings until within sight of the church, as a matter of economy. Pen pictures show the Pilgrim Fathers carrying their guns over their shoulders as a, prptection against the Indians, and here there was need of a sharp lookout for packs of hungry wolves lurking all through the country, and also the Indians, when perchance they had, tasted the white man's fire water, were not always friendly. and must be guarded against. Some of the people who had long distances to go rode on horseback and some times the trusty beast carried the entire family, if not too large. What a difference when contrasted with the modern conveniences of today.
Those were days of little foot stoves filled with coals from the home fireplace for the .old ladies and seats made of split logs without backs, yet the people hungered and thirsted for the heavenly manna and the water of life, and were willing to sit and listen to two long sermons with a short intermission for lunch.
The records are not as icomplete as could be desired with reference to the history of those early days, but it is written that May 10, 1828 an invitation was given to Mr. Hervey Lryon to become the pastor and May 22,1828 he was ordained to preach, installed over the church, and the building was dedicated to the worship of God. The sermon was preached by Rev. W. Lathrop from the text, "Fear 'not, little fiock, for it is your Father's good pleasure to give you the Kingdom," fitting words of encouragement for those who listened.
March 1, 1835, the House of Representatives granted the church
Articles of Incorporation, to be known as the First Congregational Church of Vermilion, Huron County, Ohio. The following year it was decided to move the church building to a spot on the. first ridge a little west of the State Road known as the Furnace, because more people were located there. So the logs were taken down and it was rebuilt there.
The years that followed were furl of changes relative to pastors and people. At one time seven were granted letters of dismission to the Congregational church in Birmingham, organized about that time, while others helped to strengthen the church at Florence.
Meanwhile new arrivals settled by the lake at what was called the mouth of the river. These people wanted services' near home, while others were loathe to have the .church removed. So great a difference of opinion arose that the decision was left to a disinterested committee, who, after considering all sides of the question, decided the wisest thing to.do would be to locate at the mouth of the river.


"The houses were purported to be fireproof, decay-proof, rustproof, termite-proof, and vermin-proof."
VERMILION'S UNIQUELY UNIQUE LUSTRON HOMES: Vermilion, Ohio once known as “The Village of Lake Captains” certainly has many beautiful old homes scattered about its streets. The homes in the Vermilion Lagoons - “The Cape Cod of Ohio” are readily admired by many tourists and sundry passers-by. And the “gigundous” homes perched on the lake shore just west of the city may inspire awe in those of us who live in lesser spaces. But among all these great to monumental dwellings are two that are certainly among the most unique - not only in our city - but in our nation. They are Vermilion’s Lustron Homes.
Though the precise numbers vary according to which report one reads it is certain that less than 3000 Lustron Homes were ever built. While that alone might make them unusual the fact that these houses were constructed entirely of steel; fabricated in a factory; transported by truck to sites chosen by each buyer; completely assembled in but 300 - 350 man hours (again the numbers vary according to which report one reads); and that all of this took place sixty years ago; most people will agree that these homes are, to be redundantly redundant, uniquely unique.
During the 16 year span between The Great Depression (1929) to the end of WWII (1945) very few homes had been built in the U.S. Some estimate that after the war nearly six million families were sharing homes with relatives. At about the same time (1946) a Swedish-born American inventor and entrepreneur living in Ohio named Carl Strandlund (1899-1974) developed a plan to build prefabricated steel-paneled gas stations for the Standard Oil Company. To his regret, and those of his investors, he was denied access to the steel due to existing wartime restrictions regarding its use.
Not discouraged by this setback, and very conscious of the national housing shortage, Standlund had architects develop plans for an all-steel, prefabricated, bungalow-style home. The entire home; framing, interior and exterior walls, roof trusses and tiles would be fabricated of steel. All exposed surfaces (inside and out) would have a porcelain-enamel, hard, glass finish baked on to the steel panels and shingles. All models would be available with exterior color choices of pink, tan, yellow, aqua, blue, green or gray, with interior color options of beige or gray.
The houses were purported to be fireproof, decay-proof, rustproof, termite-proof, and vermin-proof. Advertisements also claimed that neither sunlight, salt water, nor chemical fumes could stain, fade, crack, or cause peeling of the finish. The estimated cost of each new home would run between $6000 and $10,000 (lot not included).
Given the dire shortage of new housing after the war, married to the statistics regarding these low-maintenance, ultramodern homes it should be of little surprise to anyone that the Reconstruction Finance Corporation (RFC), a federal agency created some years earlier to jump-start America’s economy, helped finance Mr. Strandlund’s enterprise by giving him a $12.5 million loan.
Leasing half of the 1.2 million square foot Curtiss-Wright Aircraft plant in Columbus, Ohio Strandlund set-up his assembly-line Lustron (house manufacturing) Corporation. The name “Lustron” was derived from Mr. Strandlund’s observation that the enamel coating on the steel could be said to give it a “luster”. These prefabricated, ready-to-assemble homes (like the one pictured) were shipped in 3000 piece units on a specially designed truck (inset photo). The year was 1948.
Twenty-one months, and somewhat less than 3000 homes, later the Lustron Corporation was no more. Tooling the factory had been more difficult and, consequently, more expensive than anticipated. Also, continual cost overruns and production problems seriously hampered the operation culminating in the foreclosure of the corporation by the RFC.
In truth, Strandlund’s Lustron all-steel house was, like the legendary Preston Tucker’s automobile, and perhaps even the Lake Shore Electric interurban transportation system, an idea ahead of its time. Political and economic forces combined to oppose the concept - however practical - so vigourously that the proverbial “baby was tossed out with the bath water”.
In Vermilion proof of the extreme viability, stability, and longevity of Strandlund’s Lustron concept sits along a quiet street near South Street School, while another is comfortably situated among the quaint cottage homes in Elberta Beach. Many Lustrons are listed on the National Register of Historic Places. All of them should be. For they’re all uniquely unique.
Ref: Lustron Homes: Part 1, The Old House Web, by Rosemary Thornton; Love Those Lustrons, Christy Davis, 2003 ; Published in the Vermilion Photojournal 3/06/08; Written 3/02/08 @ 12:25 PM.



AN OHIO BLACK BEAR
THE HUNTER : I just thought this was a fascinating piece of local history. It's hard for us city folks to conceive of a time when bears and wolves roamed through our neighborhoods.
OHIO BLACK BEARS
The average adult black bear is about three feet at the shoulders, weighs 150 to 300 pounds and can live to the ripe old age of 20. Black bears sport a dense, glossy coat of black fur, walk in a shuffling, flat-footed manner and sport five toes at the end of each foot. They have an excellent senses of smell, good hearing and vision similar to humans. Occasionally theyll give a woof-like growl, and if injured are known to sob and bawl.
THE HUNTSMEN: BREWER AND SHAEFFER
For a number of years after the arrival of the first
settler in Florence, deer, wolves, wild turkeys, and
smaller game too numerous to specify, were found in
great abundance.Bears, though not infrequently
seen, were not so numerous as in more marshy townships.
The honor of killing the first bear naturally
fell to Richard Brewer and Christopher Shaeffer, two
of the best shots in the county. Shaeffer was out
with his gun one evening, when a bear suddenly loped
across his path a short distance in front of him. Just
as he raised his rifle to fire, a little snow dropped
from the branch of a small tree above him upon the
barrel of his gun, obscuring the sight, and the bear
got away.
The next morning he obtained the assistance
of Brewer, and with two good dogs they tracked
the bear into Berlin, where they found him in a marsh.
The bear ran to a log, which he had no sooner reached
than Brewer fired, but only wounding, not killing,
him.
The report of the gun was the signal for the
onset of the dogs. They seized the animal as he tried
to escape, but were being badly worsted in the encounter,
when Brewer grabbed the bear by the fur
and plunged a hatchet into his head. He released
the dogs, rose upon his hind legs, gave one piercing
howl, and fell over on his back, dead. The bear was
an unusually large one, the flesh on his sides, it is
said, measuring six inches.
Shaeffer subsequently
killed a bear in Florence, the only one ever killed in
the township. He has probably killed more deer
than any man in the county, often following them by
day and by night.
He killed by actual count one
thousand deer, after which he kept no record. The
last year that he hunted, and when deer were less
numerous than formerly, he shot seventy. One
method of his hunt at night was to fix up a torch of
some kind which would attract the deer within range
of his gun.
FLORENCE TWP., Erie Co., Ohio from HISTORY OF THE FIRELANDS by W.W.Williams 1879 pages 445-453
"Notice: the above material is Public Domain (no copyright)."
File contributed for use in USGenWeb Archives by
Ted Reising tedohio@yahoo.com Dec. 15, 1998
God Bless their souls - each and every one.



YOU KNOW YOU'RE SUFFERING WITH PMS IF...
* Everyone around you has an attitude problem.
* You're adding chocolate chips to your cheese omelette.
* The dryer has shrunk every last pair of your jeans.
* Your husband is suddenly agreeing to everything you say.
* You're using your cellular phone to dial up every bumper sticker that says, "How's my driving- call 1-800-eat-sh##.
* Everyone's head looks like an invitation to batting
practice.
* Inanimate objects get on your nerves.
* You're counting down the days until menopause.
* You're sure that everyone is scheming to drive you crazy.
* The ibuprofen bottle is empty and you bought it yesterday.
* You dump the pretzels out of the bag, and eat the salt. While simultaneously eating a gallon of ice cream.
* You cry at commercials one minute, and contemplate assault the next.



WAR TIME BOWLING BANQUET
AMUSING AND INTERESTING:
From Annette (Wasem) Knapp in Los Altos, California comes this scan of a Vermilion Women's Bowling League Bowling Banquet program during WW2.
Whats most interesing (and amusing) here is one of the songs they ladies apparently sang during their celebration. This is a piece of Vermilion's past that might have been totally lost were it not for Annette's saving this booklet:

I've heard this piece before, but I've never seen the words.
This is a great collectors item.


Podcasts - "forever under construction..."

PODCAST #161: This week the Vermilion Views Podcast #161 puts us back on track on our journey on the Lake Shore Electric Railway through downtown Huron to Rye Beach.
Persons interested in the history of the Lake Shore Electric Railway - "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 for the New Year.
Next week I'll be back with a continuation of the ride on the LSE.
Also, please note that all the video (MP4) podcasts (when used) are done in the "Quicktime MP4" format. If you don't have "Quicktime" it's easy to find and free to download.
NOTE NOTE:Past podcasts are not available in the on-line archive. They just take up too much disk space. But if one really, really, really wants to acquire a copy of a past cast it can be had by contacting me and I will place it on a disc and send it to ye for a minimal fee.


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'".
Pay particular note to the "Hope Homes" page during the next few months. They've recently received a significant grant from the Dolan Foundation and are constructing a Manual Training Center for their children and for other young people in that community. This is an exciting project.
Although this years Vermilion High School Class of 1959 reunion is over classmates may want to stay connected with each other through organizer Roger Boughton. Ye can connect by mailing him @ 2205 SW 10th Ave. Austin, MN. 55912 or you can just emailRoger.
Where's Alice? I found this link interesting. You just never know what Vermilion expatriots are up to - or where their up to doing it. Alice Wakefield is one of those people. So check out his link. Methinks you'll be surprised: Talking Turkey.












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