THE REASON WE NEED NEWSPAPERS: It is difficult (at least it is for myself) to believe that in August of 2009 fifty years will have passed since the first edition of the Vermilion Photojournal appeared in our pretty city. The Vermilion News - the predominant weekly prior to the establishment of the journal - was published for only 67 years when it was put to bed. Time most certainly does fly - when you’re having fun.

I, of course, believe that newspapers play an important role in the life of our nation. As Jerry Coleman, former Major League Baseball second baseman and, currently, a play-by-play announcer for the San Diego Padres, put it, "A day without newspapers is like walking around without your pants on." I’d say that’s pretty important.

The people of the community of Vermilion, Ohio have sought to keep their drawers in place since about 1876 when The “Vermillion” Bugle became their primary news source. It was printed by the Amherst (Ohio) Free Press. It is said that another weekly published by a Mr. Ruggles called “The Vermillion Times” may have helped secure the trousers of local citizens between the demise of the “Bugle” in 1879 and the first publication of “The Vermillion News” in 1897. But thanks to the “News” and the “Photojournal” the metaphorical trousers of the community have remained safely in place for over a century now without a hitch.

The fellow who started this 112 year old journalistic indulgence came to Vermilion from Greensprings, Ohio in 1897. His name was Robert Whitmore. He set up his press in a building known as the “Wells Building” on the east side of Grand Street just north of the railroad tracks. It disappeared sometime in the 1960’s.

By November of 1898 Robert grew tired of the business and his father George (inset photo) - who had been drawn to Vermilion because of the glowing recommendations of his son - took over the operation. For whatever reason George named H.A. Haven as the publisher. “H.A. Haven” - a fairly distinguished looking / sounding name - was actually George’s mother Hattie.

At the very beginning of the 20th century Whitmore sold the business to a newly married couple, Pearl and Elizabeth “Bessie” Roscoe, for just a few hundred dollars. The newspaper was located on the 2nd floor of the structure. The paper, itself, consisted of a five column 8 page sheet. Four of the pages were printed in Cleveland, and the other four were printed on a "Gorden Jobber" (note: A jobber is a platen press that prints less than a full sheet. The term describes work such as billheads, stationary, handbills and personal stationary) one page at a time.

In September of 1904 the Roscoes purchased a property further south on Grand Street, and in November moved the business to a new building on that lot. The Roscoes and - then their eldest daughter’s family - the Tarrants kept the information and ink flowing, and the presses rolling until 1964 when the family shut the lights off and retired their presses. Fortunately, local citizens did not find themselves without any local news resource altogether. Thanks to the existence of the Photojournal Vermilionites were rescued from the prospect walking about - as the aforementioned Jerry Coleman opined - in our underpants.

The internet may very well be a wonderful invention / resource. But there’s just nothing like sitting down in your favorite chair with a cup of coffee to read the local newspaper. If the power goes out you can still read it by candlelight. Trousers are optional.

_{Published in the Vermilion Photojournal 4/16/09; Written 4/12/09 @10:58 AM.}

The School at Joppa

JOPPA ROAD SCHOOL C.1920: This beautiful pic was loaned to me for scanning by Birmingham resident Norris Latteman. By itself it would be an interesting piece indeed. But because some thoughtful person took the time to identify most of the youngsters in it - it's of significant historical value. Pictured are:

1st Row L-R: Ivan Myers, Earl / Ernie Fichtel, Louie Kovacs, Fred Fichtel, Milton Sanders, Myron Shoop, Henry Fichtel, and Wesley Myers.

2nd Row L-R: James Sanders, Frank Woldarsky, Ora Crum, Edith Crum, Stella Wlodarsky, Ruth Baker, Catherine Sanders, and Claudia Hauff .

3rd Row L-R: Teacher (Miss K.?), Catherine Fichtel, and Louise Baker.

Photogrtapher: J.R. Leiter, 37 W. College St., Oberlin, O.

The approximate date of the photo (c.1920) was determined by guesstimating the age of Frank Wlodarsky and the Fichtel children; then going to Ancestry.com and looking at the census date wherein those families are listed.It's interesting (at least for myself) to observe that there were several Polish families - such as the Wlodarskys - who settled in the Joppa area. I always ask myself "why" certain European nationalities settled in this particular area. For some it was because it reminded them of their homelands. Perhaps it was the same for those from Poland.

It is my understanding that the schoolhouse these youngsters attended still exists - but as a private residence. I intend to go out there - to the corner of Joppa and Darrow Roads and take a peek.

But whatever the case - this is a great, great pic. Can ye imagine going to school without shoes?

_{INTERMISSION 9}

PAINTING THE TOWN: As previously mentioned this is a preview piece for a new webpage that I am currently developing. Using a new software program in conjunction with Adobe's Photoshop CS4 I am able to take some already wonderful pix of Vermilion, O. and make them (at least in my view) more "wonderfuller"

I caught this quiet watercolor photograph early one afternoon at the Olympic Outing Club - just south of town. This is the oldest dock at the club, and it spends a great deal of time under water some years. On this particular afternoon the water's low and the anglers have gone off to the clubhouse for a sandwich and some liquid refreshments. As you can see the fishing's not been too good. But t'was a pleasant way to spend a day - fish or no fish. I call this piece "Intermission 9".

_{From Rich Tarrant's "Painted Vermilion" - Apr 21, 2010 7:28 PM.}

Beautiful.

ANOTHER NEW THING: I have, as of late been "batting" my head in an attempt to find a story that someone sent me some time ago about a rather sensational occurance in the area of Vermilion O. I have looked high and low for the paper containing that information to no avail. Tis really a "macabre" story. But, in the meantime, perhaps some other ghastly things will suffice.

Grave Robbers

Posted January 28th, 2008 by Deborah Rossman

By 1820, 19th century doctors were eager to distinguish themselves from midwives and quacks. Patients of the era wanted to be treated by physicians who understood the body's inner workings. And so it was that anatomy instruction became essential to medical education.

Burial and respect for the dead mattered deeply to Americans. The laws at that time limited doctors use of corpses to condemned murderers and the unclaimed bodies of people without family or friends to bury them. Regardless the laws, in the quest to find cadavers to practice on, early doctors made the practice of robbing graves quite common.

By 1834, a physician who had not dissected a human body was considered a disgrace to himself and to his profession. As a result, the hazardous and loathsome business of grave robbing became commonplace.

Even Dover’s own Dr. James Lathrop resorted to robbing graves for the bodies he needed to study anatomy. Dr. Robert Watson partnered with Dr. Lathrop. Together they dissected cadavers in a little house behind their office on Center Ridge Road just 500 feet east of Dover Center Road on the south side. To clean the skeletons, they boiled the bones in an apple butter kettle that Dr. Lathrop purchased from Dr. Klaatz.

The doctors acquired some of the bodies they dissected from the poor house in Elyria, but an exception to this practice bears retelling.

One day Mrs. Barclay of Dover saw Dr. Watson passing by on Lake Road in his carriage. She called him over to her barn and explained that her husband had just hung himself there. Dr. Watson hastily agreed to cut the man down. Mrs. Barclay was so grateful to the good doctor that she offered her husband’s body for his kindness. Watson accepted and drove off with the dead man sitting beside him in his carriage.

Hmmmmmm....

_{"Approximating the date of a photograph such as this is a difficult..."}

VERMILION C.1908 (PERHAPS): Jacob and Mary Englebry migrated to the Village of Vermilion in Ohio from Hesse Cassel sometime after the American Civil War. [Note: Many Vermilion families migrated from this particular part of Europe / Germany during the mid to late 19th century due to ongoing political turmoil in that region.] Precisely when Mr. Englebry became the proprietor of his own dry goods store in Vermilion is unknown. His grandson, Donald C, would later write in his memoirs that, “My father had Englebry's Dept. Store which was founded by my grandfather in ?”. However; according to a U.S. Census by 1880 Jacob and Mary not only had a thriving dry goods store in the busy metropolis of Vermilion; they also had a burgeoning family of three boys; George, Lewis (VPJ 7-13-06), and Don’s father Frederick.

Although there is little doubt as it pertains to the site of the J. Englebry Dry Good Store seen in the photo accompanying this essay (it is currently the home of Brummers Homemade Chocolates candy shop) neither the date of the photo nor the identities of the persons in it were recorded. They were likely matters commonly understood by most folks who, during ensuing years, happened to view the photograph. Unfortunately the years tend to slip by quickly and that information was lost.

Approximating the date of a photograph such as this is a difficult, not to mention a rather precarious, business; but it is not entirely impossible. In this case the details in the photo are helpful. The hair styles and apparel of both the men and women set the stage at about 1908. The kerosene lamps visible in the store through the large windows seem to confirm that date. While electricity would soon become common throughout the village it had apparently not visited this store as of yet.

These thoughts also work well with apparent ages of the men in the photo. The gentleman on the left appears to be in his mid to late 20’s, and the fellow at his side looks to be in his 60’s. In 1908 Jacob would have entered his 64th year, and his son, Frederick, would have been 27 years old. By 1910 Frederick, who worked as a clerk for his father, assumed ownership of the business.

The women in the photo obviously worked as clerks in the shop. The older of the two - the girl on the far left - may have been Altna E. Williams who kept a room in the Englebry house. She was just few years younger than Frederick. One might observe that her dress is rather unusual (i.e. it appears to balloon from the forearms to the wrist) and is, consequently, difficult to date.

Also worthy of some note are the reflections in the store’s windows. Jim Nolan’s Saloon, which sat directly across the street can be seen very clearly; along with that which appears to be the Schwensen Bakery building next door. Set among the reflections of leafless trees it may also be easily assumed that these shadows were froze on a rather warm (note the open window above the store) day in early spring / late winter.

As previously mentioned approximating the date and identifying persons in a photograph is a difficult, not to mention a rather precarious, business. Determining the era of a photograph via clothing and hairstyles can be a good tool with which to approximate and, consequently, guess the identities of persons in them; but it is not an absolute device. So lest one doesn’t mind knowing that a family photograph may someday be used as a bucolic decoration on the walls of some restaurant or office building in Boise or Boston a person would do well to pencil in some identifying remarks on all family photographs. Keep in mind that our today will, in time, be another person’s yesteryear.

_{Ref: U.S. Census’ 1880 through 1930; Special Thanks to the Vermilion Area Archival Society, Englebry Family photo collection; Published in the Vermilion Photojournal 2/07/08; Written 2/3/08 @4:47 PM}

AN ITEM FOR PAT: I found the following article in a srapbook given me by Birminghamian Norris Lattemen during the week. For some time now a "Viewer" name "Pat" has been after me to find some information about her Vermilion relatives and I've essentially come up empty - until now. It's an interesting piece whether you know the subject or not. Methinks you'll enjoy it:

FINE TRIBUTE PAID TO MEMORY CLAIRE WALKER

VERMILION 0. March 16 - Funeral services were held this afternoon for Claire H. Walker, Vermilion man killed in an auto I accident. Services were held at the home and at the United Bretheren church and were attended by many sorrowing relatives and friends. Burial was at Bellevue later in the afternoon.

Of the deceased's reputation as a "safe auto driver'," the Cleveland Press of today says:

Claire Walker, "safest driver,"is to be buried late Tuesday. Hundreds will pay their last respects at Vermilion U. B. church to the safest man In the country to trust with a bus that carried children.

Walker died from injuries received in an auto crash.

Walker, 36, was employed in a drug store when a bus at Avon was wrecked and four children killed and 19 injured.

The village school board wanted Walker to drive the Brownhelm bus. Walker loved children. He had five of his own. But he couldn’t afford to give up his job in the drug store. Finally the board arranged with his employer to let Walker off duty long enough to drive the Brownhelm bus.

Children felt safe with Walker. They loved him. Many called him daddy. And he liked it.

Parents knew no worry with Walker at the wheel of the bus.

He always Looked up and down I the tracks at railroad crossings. He slowed down when passing other vehicles. Every minute had the 34 little ones in his charge He was careful to safeguard them.

And Claire Walker did more. He used tact In stopping quarrels among his tiny passengers.

One day a little passenger had a fight. His coat was torn, his shirt in shreds. One eye was' blackened. There was a lump on his little jaw.

Walker Insisted on driving off his regular route to take the boy home.

"I'm all right, Mr. Walker," he said. with a little catch in his voice.

Walker let the little fellow off the bus, watched him disappear up the road and. started to drive on.

Then he turned around and drove back. Wasn’t right to let the boy go on alone - might be hurt worse. than he thought he was. Walker drove on. Far ahead he saw a crumpled object on the side of the road. It was the boy who had been fighting. He had dropped by the road exhausted. Walker picked up the little form and drove to the boy's home.

This is just one of hundreds of incidents that endeared him to the boys and girls along the bus route and to their fathers and mothers.

Walker has left something bright and shining to the five little children of his own and those along the route and to the community.

_{Nothing ever remains quite the same...}

SOMETHING OLD - SOMETHING NEW: The idea for this piece began as an idea for a coffee-table book of historical photographs of Vermilion, Ohio and, hopefully, it will (someday) be realized.

Originally the concept - as previously stated - was just a picture book. But after mentioning such a project in an issue of my weekly web page - Vermilion Views - a reader by the name of Scott Dommin suggested that it might be interesting if it featured photographs of how people, places, and / or things in the City of Vermilion, Ohio appear today along with photos showing how they appeared in the past. Ergo; the title "Now & Then".

"What a great idea." I told both myself and Scott.

[NOTE: This is going to take take some time.]

THE E & R CHURCH

During the mid-19th century political turmoil in parts of Germany became the catalyst for peoples to migrate to the United States of America. Of the thousands of families that left their “Fatherland” some 100 of them chose to settle in Vermilion, Ohio. More than a few of their names are still familiar to local citizens: Abel, Fischer, Gegenheimer, Griesel, Hahn, Neiding, and Schmidt (to name only a few).

By both nature and habit they were a religious lot accustomed to having a church home where they could attend services and prayer meetings on a regular basis. In Autumn of 1852 they organized a church. Early the following year church officers purchased two lots on Grand Street for $75 and on May 2nd construction was begun. By late November of the same year the congregation assembled for services in the new church. However; formal dedication ceremonies weren’t held until December 31, 1854. Total construction costs were $724.

Nearing the end of the century that church became too small for the growing congregation so it was sold at auction and moved down by the river. The new church, which forms the nucleus of the existing Evangelical and Reformed Church on the corner of Grand and Ohio Streets, was formally dedicated in February of 1896.

_{Apr 20, 2010 2:35 PM}

_{"This township was named after the principle river
emptying into the lake through its territory..."}

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.

SETTLEMENT

A man named Burroughs made an opening and raised a house in the southeast corner of lot number one. He left the county in 1818. Samuel and Jesse Sanders settled near where Sugar creek crosses the north ridge, as early as 1815 or 1816, and Benjamin Duraud. a little farther west on the same ridge. Almon Keeler and wife, Mahitabel, were from Newtown, Connecticut, and settled next east of Rufus Judson, about 1816 or 1817. He was killed by the fall of a tree about 1821 or 1822, leaving a wife and four children.

In the spring of 1817, Eli Winton moved into the house built by Wilcox. He was a miller. During the winter of 1817 or 1818 he moved to the block house on lot number three. The children were seven in number. About this time John Miller, a sailor, from Connecticut, settled on La Chapelle creek, about a mile from the lake. He had two sons: John and Isaac, who were mighty hunters. A daughter, Ann, married Joseph Brooks.

In November, Mark Summers, also from Newtown, located in the township. His wife was Dinah Botsford. He was possessed of sufficient mechanical genius to make anything in wood and iron, from a nail to rifle, gun, lock, stock and barrel, and from a rake tooth to an old-fashioned bull plow. His wife died in 1842; he, in 1855, aged ninety years. Children: Sally; Benjamin, who succeeded Esquire Wells in the justiceship for six years, was, for a few years, associated judge of the district, before and at the time Erie was set off, and twice represented the Fire-lands district in the lower house of assembly; [sic]Betsey and John.

Philo Wells, Esq., was from Dutchess county. New York. His wife was Hannah Lewis, from Connecticut. Settled in the township in 1818. He is still living. His wife died in 18-18, and he married for his second, Mrs. Smith, also from Connecticut. The children were: George, Lewis, Wheeler, Eliza and Emeline. Lewis is at present in the mercantile business at Vermillion village.

Joel Crane, Esq., first settled in Florence, near the south line of Vermillion, and subsequently in this township. His wife was Olive Mitchell. The children were: Simeon M., Ann, Edward and William H., who married Harriet Chandler. Joel Crane died in 1844, and his wife in 1857.

Captain Harris and his wife were aged when they located in Vermillion. The four children that came with him were: Amos, who became a physician, settled in Milan, married Miss Goodrich, reared a family, and died in 1843; Abagail, who married Rev. John Monteith, afterward connected with Elyria schools; Abraham, removed westward; and Delpha, who married Rev. Mr. Burbank.

Jesse Ball first settled on the lake shore. He married Susan Gilbert. Eleven children were born to them; Horace, Orissa, Sally, Susan, Jesse, Jr., Eli, Julia, Ann, Harriet, Eliza and Emily. Benjamin Munn and wife settled on the North ridge, near Sugar creek. He died a few years later, and his widow returned East. Amason Washburn married Sallie Whitney, and located in Vermillion township in 1810. He united blacksmithing and farming, and by persevering industry and frugality obtained a competence. The children were: Wheeler, David L., who married Irena Beardsley; Charles, who married Sally Ball; Marietta, who married Benajah Butler; Benjamin S., who married Sarah Brobeck: Betsey, who married James Mordoff; Delpha, who married John Harrison; James, who married Webster, and Amason, Jr.

Capt. Josiah S. Pelton located in Vermillion in 1818. He was originally from near Hartford, Connecticut, but had removed to Euclid, Cuyahoga county (where his wife died), previous to finally settling in Vermillion. He had been in the West India trade as captain of a trading vessel. He was far advanced in life, and ill prepared to begin life in a new country, although he was possessed of fine talents, and quite extensively read. The oldest son, Josiah S., Jr., became the manager and main support of the family, and being a good financier, became comparatively wealthy. He manrried Mrs. Sophia Leonard, of Buffalo, New York. The remainder of the children are: Allen, who married Fanny Cuddeback; Sylvester A., who married Eunice Sturges; Austin, who married Sarah Sturges; Franklin, who married Eliza Davis: Phoebe, who married Anson Cooper; Charlotte, who married Levi Parsons; and Lucy, who became the wife of John Miller. Of later settlers, Moses Tod came from East Haven, Connecticut, to Vermillion, arriving May 28, 1835. He purchased the farm first owned by Enoch Smith, Mr. Todd died December 22, 1848,. aged eighty-three. Mrs. Todd died in 1857, aged eighty-nine. The children are: Sarah, Woodward, Henry, Charlotte D., and Isaac and Kneeland (twins), who are all yet living.

FIRST EVENTS.

The first white child born in the township of Vermillion was John Sherrats, in 1809. He grew to manhood and removed to Van Bureu county, Michigan. The first couple married was Catherine Sherarts to Bud Martin, in the spring of 1814. Both are now dead.

The first death was that of a stranger — name not known — at the house of Barlow Sturges, in the winter of 1810-11. The following year the wife of Solomon Parsons died. This was the first death of an actual settler in Vermillion.

The first house in the township was erected in 1808, by William Hoddy. It was of logs, and stood on the lake shore, near the mouth of the river, and the second by Captain William Austin, a short distance west.

Peter Cuddeback built the first frame house, in 1818. In 1821, Captain Austin built a stone house, the first in the township, and to Horatio Perry belongs the honor of having erected the first brick house in the township.

Through the efforts of Judge Ruggles, a post office was early established in Vermillion. Judge Ruggles, it is. thought, was the first commissioued postmaster...

_{Author: Williams, W. W. (William W.)
Subject: Huron County (Ohio) - History; Huron County (Ohio) - Biography; Erie County (Ohio) - History; Erie County (Ohio) - Biography
Publisher: Cleveland, Ohio: Press of Leader Printing Company
NOT IN COPYRIGHT}

Continued Next Week...

God Bless their souls - each and every one.

"...I processed the picture from some old Vermilion News photo negatives."

DOWN BY THE RIVERSIDE (INN): As the old adage goes, ‘Out of sight, out of mind”. The Riverside Inn (photograph) has nearly been forgotten by many long-time residents of Vermilion, O. It was hardly a five star eatery/ saloon. So it’s no big surprise that very few photos of it exist.

The Inn was located on the site presently occupied by Weld-Master (window) Manufacturing on the south side of Liberty Avenue just one door east of Exchange Street. A lady named Betty Kemmerer and her husband were then the proprietors. Betty was the daughter of a well known Vermilionite named George Harris, Sr. (PJ 1-10-08).

While I was not yet born when these shadows were captured (c.1942) my recollections of the place from the early 1950’s were vivid enough to allow me to recognize it when I processed the picture from some old Vermilion News photo negatives. The reason for the photo is evident by the structural damage apparent in the photo. But I have, currently, no details about the cause. Neither do I have any personal experience(s) to share with readers about the eatery. But through the years I have heard a few anecdotes relative to it.

Vermilion resident Larry Howell tells a story that took place during his youth when he and a group of his buddies were speeding on their bicycles past the Inn. When he approached the front of the place some old fellow opened the front door - which swung outward over the walk - knocking him- head over heels - off his bike. This story affords one some idea of just how close the building was to the front walk.

Another story concerns an old boatyard craftsman whose fondness for divine spirits of a corporeal nature ofttimes led him to divagate from his intended Port of Call. This gent was also a member of Vermilion’s esteemed Volunteer Fire Department. One day when the “alarum” was sounded he left his workshop along the river and headed up the hill toward the fire station on Ohio Street. As his co-workers and friends watched him - openly expressing their admiration for his dedication to the greater good of the citizenry - he crossed Liberty Avenue and entered the Riverside Inn. Evidently the fire in his belly was more in need of immediate extinguishing than the one for which the village alarm had been sounded.

I don’t recall precisely when the place closed. But methinks it sat empty for a time until the owner, Vermilion businessman Elton Fischer, sold it. The building was, of course, demolished and a new Vermilion Post Office was then built on the site.

If you stick around Vermilion, O. long enough you’ll witness the comings and goings of many, many business establishments and the folks who frequented them. This is not, however, a preface for some grandiose socio-economic critique or theory about the nature of commerce nor the people of our community. It’s just a homespun observation tendered by an equally “homespun” person whose memory was “jogged” - just a tad - by an old, and very extraordinary, photograph from a yesteryear that, but for its existence, might very well have been consigned to oblivion.

_{Ref: The Vermilion News Photo Archive; Special Thanks to Ginny Wilkes and Nancy Alice Emery; Published in the Vermilion Photojournal 11/20/08; Written 11/16/08 @ 12:09 PM.}

SHALLOW THOUGHTS FOR YOUR DAY
_{(COURTESY JIM FISCHER)}

* Nothing ticks you off more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.

* I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.

* There is a great need for a sarcasm font.

* I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.

* I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.

* How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?

* I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up to prevent a jerk from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!

* Map Quest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.

* I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.

* Bad decisions make good stories

* You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you've made up your mind that you just aren't doing anything productive for the rest of the day.

* Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't want to have to restart my collection.

* There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.

* I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my thirty page insurance policy that I swear I did not make any changes to.

* I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Darn it!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?

* I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.

* Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for pedophiles...

* Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.

* I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.

* Even if I knew your social security number, I wouldn't know what do to with it.

* I wonder if cops ever get ticked off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.

* I think the freezer deserves a light as well.

* I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday on Saturday night more kisses begin with liquor than with "Kay".

_{Podcasts - "forever under construction..."}

PODCAST #177: This week we Vermilion Views Podcast #177 take a look at the history of the internationally famed Cleveland Clinic. It's amazing just how fast they've come in just a few years...

Also note that I've mucked-upthe numbering of these podcasts. Don't ask how I accomplished that task - but I did. I will try to correct that by next time.

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.

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'".

The Beat Goes On: The page is generated by the dreaded Macintosh Computer and is written and designed by (me) Rich Tarrant. It will change weekly ~ usually on Saturday. Bookmark the URL (Universal Resource Locater) and come back at your own leisure. Send the page to your friends (and enemies if you wish). If you have something to share with those who visit this page, pass it on. And if you see something that is in need of correction do the same. My sister, Nancy, is a great help in that respect. It only takes me a week to get things right. And follow the links. You might find something you like. If you experience a problem with them let me know. Also, if you want to see past editions of this eZine check the new archives links below.

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_{How the old links menu looked}

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