B.F.F. (BEFORE THE FESTIVAL OF THE FISH): Last Memorial Day [2006] as I stood on the edge of Exchange/Rubberneck Park watching the early services for veterans I couldn’t help but wonder what that place might be like 100 years hence.
It is said that the American poet Walt Whitman (1819-1892) was aghast when various cemeteries in and around New York City where Revolutionary War veterans had been interred were uprooted to accommodate the building of that city. Although I mean not to suggest that Exchange Park might someday meet a similar fate I do have a very politic/practical view of life; never say never.
When my grandfather stood on the northeast bank of the Vermilion River and captured this extremely bucolic scene (c.1906) on a glass plate inside his camera (perhaps a Tourcraft made by the E.T. Underwood Co. c.1897) it is very unlikely that he envisioned a time when much of what he saw before him would be gone. And although it took awhile it did happen.
The steeple so prominent in the background is that of the Methodist-Episcopal Church that once stood on the southeast corner of Liberty Avenue and Grand Street. Although it had traditionally been both an active and prosperous church a rapid decline in membership caused it to merge with Vermilion's First Congregational Church in 1927. Several years later, while it was occupied by the Taylor Plumbing and Heating Company, it was destroyed by fire. More recently the property was occupied by Glen Fulper’s Service Station and Auto Parts Store.
The large building just above the idyllic Kishman Fish barns is, among all the buildings in this photo, the only one still standing. Built by Gaylord & Merrill in 1870 the building has housed many businesses through ensuing years including the post office, the Goodsell Company, the Wagner Shoe Shop and the Miller Saloon. More recently it was the home of the much beloved Hart’s Corner Drug Store followed by Higgin’s Pharmacy. Today, of course, it is the home of the Main Street Grill.
And then there is the rustic Kishman Fishery. It is from here that the event folks have come to know as the Vermilion Festival of the Fish was, most literally, spawned during the late 1960’s. The event may very well have been designed to bolster commerce throughout the community, but it certainly didn’t help save commercial fishing.
While Lake Erie is historically proven to be the most productive of the Great Lakes (e.g. 62 million lbs. harvested in 1935 and 1956) exploitation of the most desirable and valuable species of fish married to habitat deterioration over the years led to a drop in those populations and moved fisheries to focus on less desirable species. In addition to this government control/interference (whichever one chooses to call it) over the industry in Ohio eventually assisted in the complete demise of Vermilion’s commercial fishing industry altogether.
And so the Kishman Fish Houses, the old tugs, the nets, and the fishermen all disappeared. It was all so fast - a blink of the eye. All that remains are some pretty condos along the river, some fastidious oil paintings, a few photographs (like this one), and an annual festival to remind us of what went before.
Ref: Vermilion Area Archival Society; Published in the Vermilion Photojournal 6/15/06; Written 6/11/06 @ 1:16 PM.
At "the Village of Casks"
AT CASK VILLA: I don't currently have a definite date to assign to this pic. But it's a beauty.
Pictured are two guys who were very familiar faces about Vermilion during the better part of the 20th century - Milton Karchin (left) and Chuck Thompson (right).
Milt was a postal worker in Cleveland. And Chuck worked a variety of jobs around Vermilion; the city water-plant, the Vermilion News, and the Vermilion Hardware.
Chuck was a deocrated WW2 veteran. And I believe that Milt was a Korean War vet. Milt's brother was an inadvertant casulty of WW2. (It's a long story.)
This snap was taken at Cask Villa (west of town) when it was still a popular vaction spot. I don't know what the boys were doing there - but I find their poses amusing. They were, of course, cool...
Sundial
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 & 5 I am able to take some already wonderful pix of Vermilion, O. and make them (at least in my view) more "wonderfuller"
The Sundial @ South Street School
Heaven only knows what will become of this masterpiece. This sundial (sans the sundial) stands in front of the entrance to South Street School. Through the years a pletora of photographs have been taken at this locale.
Vermilionite, Larry E. Howell (the school system's former head custodian), tells of a time when a education admistrator wanted the base of the dial (pictured) removed because she thought it obscene.
Once upon a time there were also benches surrounding the dial. They disappeared. And, no doubt, so too will this beauty.
Jun 11, 2010 12:01 PM
Beautiful.
AGAIN - ANOTHER NEW THING: 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.
So stay tuned...
SCHOOL NOTES.
We have examination this week. Miss Kuhn was unable to attend to her school duties Tuesday afternoon.
Charles Jones from the third grade and May McGraw from the second grade are absent from school on account of sickness.
There was no school Thursday on account of the funeral of Mr. Wilber, who at the time of his death was a member of the Board of Education. The pupils of the school presented a beautiful offering which was taken to the school Friday and the flowers distributed to the children, this being the wish of Mr. Wilber. a number of other beautiful designs were also taken for the children to see. Mr. Wilber was dearly loved by all the children having always ready some pleasant word for all. He will be especially missed by the pupils of the public school.
The Vermilion News, Thursday, March 7, 1901.
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NICHOLAS WILBER
N. Wilber was born in 1827 in Cortland Co., N.Y. At the age of sixteen he commenced teaching school and taught fourteen years.
In 1849 he was united in marriage with Eliza J. Miller, of Kayuga, N.Y., where they lived until 1865 when they moved to Ohio where he took up farming four miles west of Oberlin. Three years later he moved on a farm near Birmingham. In 1896 they moved to Vermilion where they lived happily until she was called to rest, September 1899, since that time he has lived alone. To this union was born one son, M. Wilber, who at present is one of the firm of Bailey & Wilber.
Mr. Wilber passed to the eternal rest Feb. 26, 1901. At the time of his death he was a member of the Board of Education also humane officer of Vermilion which offices he filled with honor. He has always worked for the welfare of our village and will be greatly missed by the general public.
The Vermilion News, Thursday, March 14, 1901.
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To the Public.
We desire to take this method of informing the patrons of The News, as well as the general public, that with this issue we sever our connections with the paper. We have turned the entire business over to Mr. Pearl Roscoe, of Lorain, with wishes for his future success.
The News will be published and furnished to the subscribers as though no change had been made. We hope this change will be for the betterment of the paper as Mr. Roscoe has had a number of years experience in the newspaper field and comes will recommended from Lorain. We hope he will receive the hearty support of the citizens and the vicinity.
We wish to express our most sincere thanks to our friends and all who have aided us during our connection with The News, and trust they will not cease to lend their support to our successor. Extending our most sincere wish that Vermilion and vicinity will hereafter be successful, we remain,
Truly Yours,
G.E. Whitmore.
The Vermilion News, Thursday, May 17 1901.
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P. Roscoe and wife have moved their household goods from Lorain and will live above Mr. Boone’s bakery. Mr. Roscoe will be the new proprietor of the News.
The Vermilion News, Thursday, May 17 1901.
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LINWOOD PARK NOTES
from The Vermilion News, June 27,1901
Four cottages have been built in the last year.
The merry-go-round is actively engaged these days.
The Glorious Fourth will be celebrated at Linwood in a fitting manner.
Copeland the popular photographer expects to entertain a party of friends from Cleveland today.
The managers of the Linwood Hotel are kept busy these warm days answering inquiries concerning the park and its accomooodations.
Commissioner Schmoll with a force of men is busily englged in laying a stone sidewalk from the bridge to the Park. This is a decided improvement.
A gray pay telephone was put in the gate keeper’s resideence Wednesday. It is for the convenience of the paterons of the Park. The phone is one of the regular long distance ones with an arrangement by which a person, after calling up central and depositing the required money, may talk with anhone far or near. It is connected with the Central Union at trhis place.
Several times of late the fire alarm has been sounded at the Park, startling everyone. It was probably meant for a joke but might prove a serious matter to someone if caught.
Mr. Burt Gibson of Oberlin has been spending the past few days here. He leaves for home this morning. Mr. Gibson is one of the party interested in the new game Bellecycle which is becoming so popular.
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BELLECYCLE
...Girls are playing it at Mills College as a regular athletic diversion taught by their gymnasium instructor. There is a Bellecycle League. Its headquarters is a sort of clearing house into which all the members report their best individual scores each month. Then the secretaries figure out the various percentages and determine the monthly champion.
There is nothing complicated or mysterious about the play. The first time you see it you comprehend just what is being attempted. et the score tells another story. People that are alike in temperament and in personality unconsciously achieve almost identical results when they play bellecycle. Varieties in the game bring out the variations in the individual's control of nerve and concentration of nervous force.
You play bellecycle with seven featherweight rattan rings of different sizes. each covered with a distinct shade of colored felt. These rings are cast at the target or at an opposing player by means of two light wooden cues like the pointers which teachers use in common schools. The cues are crossed scissorswise [sic] and the points thrust inside one of the rings lying on the ground. Then the handles are spread wide apart and the accompanying spreading of the points brings the ring upward. In that Instant the points of the cues are raised to a position on a level with the face. In the next second the cues slip to the upper and to the lower rim of the ring.
The ring is suddenly hurled from the cues by drawing the hands vigorously apart and communicating to the rim the motion of a revolving wheel. If the force of both arms be applied exactly the same the ring will be project straight forward. Accurate aiming will send it through a suspended ring forming the principal part of a target, with a net behind the ring to catch and retain the missiles. The smallest rings go through more easily, but top land the largest rings requires extreme precisions of aim and nice application of force and nerve power from both arms at the same instant.
excerpt from The New York Times, November 16, 1902
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Tramps Galore.
from The Vermilion News, June 27,1901
Marshal Stevens is having quite a tussle with tramps and bums. Tuesday night a number of them were chased out of barns, two of them finding quarters in jail. Wednesday morning they were given ten minutes to leave town. Later seven tramps located themselves along the L.S. & M. S. tracks between Grand and Division streets and proceeded to have a good time until they were ordered to leave. In the evening they returned and two of them were arrestd the others starting west on the Lake Shore track.
A good stone pile is needed or some other work. A few days of such exercise during this weather would convince the tramp that Vermilion is not the place for him.
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Mayor’s Court
from The Vermilion News, June 27,1901
Dan McKiever, a fisherman with the tug Rob’t Goodell, got gloriously drunk yesterday. He went to the Lake House and abused the proprietor and raised considerable disturbance. Marshal Stevens was sent for, but before his arrival Dan had gone over to Wagner’s place and was making things lively there. Stevens went into Wagner’s and attempted to make the arrest. The man showed fight, whereupon Stevens put his club to good use dropping his man and landed him in the “cooler.”
Dan McKiever was called up before the mayor this moring charged with assault by Wm. Krapp. He plead [sic] guilty and was fined $10 and costs, $13.60 in all and committed to jail until fine is paid.
The tramps arrested last evening were turned loose this morning and told “to get”. They lit out as fast the Foot & Walker line would carry them.
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Hmmmmmm....
"Vermilion micorcosm"
ON THE STEPS AT PERRY STREET: Three of the folks in the pic are gone now. Sitting on the top step are (L-R) Alice Mae, Tom, and Mary Ann Thompson. On the lower steps are Billy and Phil "Buddy" Tarrant. (I don't know the dog's name.)
Alice, Mary Ann, and Bud have gone on. Tommy lives near (or in) Columbus. And my brother Bill is now living at the Veteran's Home in Sandusky. At the time of this pic it was a nice summer day on the back steps of the Thompson home on Perry Street. The country was between wars, and life was good.
Jun 19, 2010 7:59 AM
Razing the Fishcer Manse
AN EMPTY PLACE: I suppose some thing are unavoidable - but my-o-my it was a sad day when they tore down this home.
When I was a boy I thought this to be one of the most beautiful homes in the Village of Vermilion, O. The tiled roof - like that of the Trinter / Farrell / Ream home on Perry Street I always found striking.
For a time it was used as a nursing home. And then... Well, I suppose it slipped into some disrepair and what you see in this pic is what happened to it.
And all that's left is an empty space.
St. Mary's Church
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.]
ST. MARY'S CHURCH
Prior to building a small frame building for Vermilion's Catholic families in 1861 services were held in private homes scattered about the community. Initially there were not funds enough to complete the interior so the building was used using a drygoods box for an alter and rough benches for pews. So in 1865 Rev. L Molon raised funds to pay for plastering and furniture for the little church. He also purchased a lot just north of the church for a future parsonage.
The Rev. J. Rouchey was appointed the first resident pastore in March of 1871. And shortly afterward a frame parish house was built.
Today the parish has, of course, grown. And so too has their building.
June 19, 2010 8:28 AM.
"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.
The following series will take thee to the south and west of Vermilion in the Berlin / Berlin Heights area. Methinks you'll find this history quite fascinating.
BERLIN - PART 4.
by Hudson Tuttle
THE PIONEERS.
(continued from last week)...wife reside in the northern part of the township, on the farm the\- selected in the wilderness. John Thompson came from Pennsylvania at an early day, and in 1813 married the widow Hubbard. This marriage was, probably, the first in the township, although the honor is disputed, it being claimed that Lazarus Young and Becky Langhlin have the honor.
In 1811, occurred the first birth and the first death. Milan has claimed Mrs. Millerman as the first child, but Berlin has that honor. Her father, Lazarus Young, was such a moving planet that it is difficult to decide, but there is little doubt thai she was born on Berlin soil. The death was accompanied with horrible circumstances. The wife of John Dunbar, while her husband was absent, in a state of insanity threw herself into the fire, made of large logs, placed against one side of the house. Her screams brought Mr. Dunbar to the- house, and he quickly took her from the flames and placed her on the bed while he could go after assistance, but she wildly ran after him. All that day he shouted for help, not daring to leave her, but not until near night did any assistance come to the terribly afflicted family in their remote cabin. She died that evening, and was buried on the banks of the Old Woman creek, where now is the township burying ground. Mr. Dunbar then lived on the place afterwards occupied by Dr. X. Phillips, and the splendid spring which gushes out from the hill was long known as the "Dunbar spring."
Jeremiah Benschooter was a native of Sempronius, New York, as was his wife, Sally Weatherlow, whom he married in 1808. He came to Berlin in 1811, and settled on lot twenty, fourth section. They had thirteen children: Harry, Milo, Ensign, William, Curtis, Aaron, Weatherlow, Harriet, Delia, Betsey, Jeremiah, Sarah and Mary Ann. Curtis Benschooter passed nearly his whole life on his farm, removing to the Heights in his declining age. He died in 1877, at the age of seventy years. His son, Moses M., resides at Stone's corners, and is one of the most successful physicians in the vicinity.
Othaniel Field came iu 1810, and purchased section nine, range six, of Samuel White, who had made considerable improvements, by way of clearing. Field was a Vermont man, and industriously devoted himself to corn raising, so much so that the destitute new-comers gave his place the name of Egypt. For a long time he kept bachelor's hall, and his eccentric ways still linger in the memories of those who knew him. He, after many years, married, but had no children. He died in 1850, at the age of seventynine [sic], his wife surviving until 1876.
Stephen Meeker settled on lot ten, section four, in 1811, where he resided until his death, in 1849. having been preceded by his wife by only a few weeks. He worked at blacksmithing, and kept a public house, and for several years held the office of judge. He married Polly Platt, in 1709. They had seven children: Barney, Hezekiah, Edward, Hanford, Grissel, Maria and George T.
Daniel Butler came to Berlin in 1814, from Cleveland, to which place he came from Massachusetts, in 1811. Losing his wife, he returned to Massachusetts in 1816, and married Jemima Bishop. They had six children, and he had two by his first wife. The children by the second marriage were: Amanda, Climena. Lueinda, Daniel, Charles and Harriet, none of whom are at present living in the township. He was an able man, and was the first who held the office of justice of the peace, or, at least, the second. For many years before his death, which occurred in 1854, in his seventy-fifth year, he had been subject to insanity, which had a religious aspect, and caused him to take his own life. He received a revelation to build a house fifty by one hundred feet, for the second coming of Christ, and not being able to build the whole, built a quarter, and thus, for years, his family lived in this most awkward tabernacle. This building lately has fallen in ruins and been destroyed. His son Daniel inherited his father's tendencies, and at last put an end to his own life, in the same manner, in 1861, at the age of thirty-four. Samuel Reed came in 1815. He was five weeks on the lake, from Buffalo to Huron. He bought the farm now owned by J. S. Lowry, where he lived till spring, whn he went to Milan to work' on Merry's mill, his wife working for the workmen. In 1816, he removed to Florence; in 1817, he purchased the lot seven, range two of section two, and made the first clearing on the farm of Juduthan Cobb, to whom he sold it in 1820, and removed to Oxford in this county.
Nathan Harris was born in Berrytown, Connecticut, where he arried [sic] Betsey Moon, and moved to the then far west, stopping at Perry, New York, and reaching Berlin in 1815. They had eleven children: Thomas, Emma (Mrs. Sanders), Betsey (Mrs. John Meeker), Hiram, Nathan, Anna (Mrs. Storrs). Mrs. Harris died in 1845, and in 1846, Mr. Harris removed to Indiana where he died in 1858.
The war having closed, and no danger to be apprehended from Indians, the tide of immigration poured westward, and the unoccupied lands were rapidly appropriated. Samuel Lewis came from New York, near Seneca lake, in 1816. He married Elizabeth Hine, and purchased lot nineteen, section fourth, which remained in his possession until his death, in 1851, at the age of fifty-five. He left a wife, now Mrs. Oliver Peak, and six cliildren: Lyman, Charles, Baldwin, Luther. Clarinda, and Mary (Mrs. Raws), none of whom now reside in the township. They had lost four. Lewis Jones came from New York, Bushkill, in 1816. and purchased lot seven, range five, and after a few years removed to lot twelve, range six; he, after a time, removed to Wood county. His wife, Hannah Ewiliken, was a native of Ulster county. New York. They had eight children: Levi, now living in this...
Excerpts from: The Fire Lands, Comprising Huron and Erie Counties, Ohio; W.W. Williams - 1879 -
Press of Leader Printing Company, Cleveland, Ohio
"...the spirit of the “Sunshine Cottage” survives both in the shadows of yesteryear
and the church that replaced them."
SUNSHINE COTTAGE: These photographs are just too wonderful not to share with as many folks as possible. They are among several dozen that Santa Maria, CA. resident, Bobbi Riley, forwarded to me during the last several months.
These particular shadows capture the beauty of the home of Harriet and Miller Wilber as it appeared in 1921. (The barn behind it, as well as a portion of the Wilber family history, were featured in the 1-26-06 edition of the VPJ.) The home stood near the street on a four acre plot just across from Vermilion’s old State Street schoolhouse (PJ 11-24-05). The family called it the “Sunshine Cottage”.
Whilst I know not the reason for the sunshine portion of the name, the cottage designation, to be redundantly redundant, may be logically logical. For Mr. Wilber came of age in a very famous home named “Rosedale” (PJ 10-1-05) that was built in Swift’s Hollow in 1842. It was, to say the very least, a home of substantial size. It may be that in comparison this home seemed to be a cottage to him. And from the wonderful view of the patio/porch on the northeast corner of the home it most assuredly appears as though it had all the amenities of a cottage in the country.
To digress momentarily, it may interest folks to know that after the death of their four young children (ages 2-11) within one week in January of 1893, Mrs. Wilber turned to Spiritualism in search of some comfort from her sorrows. In a letter written by a nephew to his cousin sometime after the death of their aunt he explains:
...”but after her loss, (which would have caused insanity in many a mother) if Aunt Harriet received even a tiny bit of comfort from her belief in Spiritualism, I am glad for her. There was never anything more unusual in her experience than hundreds of authenticated present day ESP happenings. Aunt Harriet was NEVER a witch, was never a medium, and despite her admitted peculiarities, was so generous that it took 77 listed cash bequests in her will to satisfy her generous nature.”
Mr. Wilber died in September of 1930. Harriet followed him that November. 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 the probate court ordered the property to be sold.
Sometime in 1955/56 the membership of Vermilion’s Congregational Church purchased the house and property from local resident Alfred Smith where they proposed to build a new church and educational building. On Saturday, July 20th, 1956 church members gathered together at Wilber’s “Sunshine Cottage” and began the demolition process. I was part of that crew. I was only 11 years old. But I have a very vivid memory of that day.
By the time it was to be razed the place had long fallen into a state of some disrepair - or at 11 years it seemed to be so. And though it is said that hindsight is always 20-20, I still can’t help but look back and wonder if it would not have been smarter, or at least better, to have moved the old cottage to another site. Ironically, the spirit of the “Sunshine Cottage” survives both in the shadows of yesteryear and the church that replaced them.
Ref: The Lorain (Ohio) Journal; 7-10-1956; Special Thanks to Roberta Riley; Santa Maria, CA. ; Published in the Vermilion Photojournal 3/16/06; Written 3/12/06 @11:55 AM.
LETTERS (WELL - THEY COULD’VE BEEN AUTHENTIC)
from www.thenewz.com/jokes.htm
Sirs,
The other day I was giving an interview and the interviewer asked me if I had any regrets. Regrets? Excuse me, have you ever SEEN Playboy Magazine? Regrets? Yeah, I've got a regret…I regret that I can’t live to be 250 years old. That's my regret.
Hugh M. Hefner
Meet you in the grotto
Los Angeles, California
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Sirs,
I just went back and listened to all of my music from the 60's. Jeeze. I couldn't make out one single coherent thought in any of my songs from 1965 to 1974, but the record sales were through the roof. So here's my question…was everyone else on acid too?
Bob Dylan
New York, New York
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Sirs,
I just went back and viewed all of my musicals from the 80's. Jeeze. I couldn't make out one single coherent thought in any of my songs, but the ticket sales were through the roof. So here's my question…was everyone else on acid too?
Sir, Andrew Lloyd Webber
London, England
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Sirs,
I am proud to report that after twenty years of intense studies, and countless millions of government grants, I have come up with absolutely nothing.
Dr. Raymond Goldbrick
National Institute of Health
Baltimore, Maryland
PODCASE #185:This week the Vermilion Views Podcast #185is a Father's Day treat: Breakfast mit a dog; Vermilion's Mayfly morning; and a orchestrated storm to end the day.
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'".
Pay particular note to the "Hope Homes" page during the next few months. They are constantly improving the lives of their youngsters and those around them. This is an exciting project accomplished by exciting people.
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: Alice.
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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