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Vermilion Ohio, A Good Place to Live

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Vermilion's backdoor


BEHIND THE SCENERY: Okay. We’ve more great “stuff” this week for ye. Carolyn (Koachway) Hill stopped bye with a bundle of old Fischer / Koachway family pix. They’ll not all appear this week. But over the next few months...

As may have been obvious (to some) I have been resurrecting some of my old “Yesteryear” columns from Vermilion’s weekly (Photojournal). I’ve got about 8 years worth. But not all are worth publishing again. I’d explain the reason that’s so - but... Let it suffice to say that I’ve better research tools / skills than I did when I began my newspaper thing and “VV”.

Pay special attention to the “Vermilion Stories” portion of the page this week (and next). I’ve been somewhat familiar with the Tuttle Family of Berlin Heights for perhaps seven years now. Yet, the information about them - especially Hudson - that I’ve just found is particularly interesting. For years I’ve been aware of some rather unusual “goings-on” in Berlin Heights past, and much of it was hard to pin down - until now.

I’m also doing a series on the Wakefield Company. I really don’t know a heck of a lot about it. But I’ve written some in the past (which I will use). And I’ll try to do some additional research to finish up. I really hope that one of the Wakefield children will write (and publish) a more comprehensive volume on that subject. They’ve got “the skinny” (so to speak), as well as the ability. Part of my reason for republishing what I have in “VV” is because some fellow from Troy, New York has acquired one of the old Wakefield “Red-spot” lights - and he is looking for information about the company and, I assume, his antique.

I’m always doing things ass-backward. I guess that’s my nature. [I read magazines from the back to front. And I habitually neglect to consult directions before proceeding with projects.] The result is that I’m a slow learner who is only capable of learning by trial and error. But stay with me, if you can, and I’ll get to the point. Even if I do it by coming through the back door.


1837 Map of Vermilion, O.

" This map from January of 1837 shows a Vermilion
that is substantially different from the one we know today."

VERMILLION, OHIO 1837: Several weeks ago whilst writing about Exchange/Rubberneck Park (4-6-06) I made some mention about land that once existed north of Huron Street that has since been claimed by the waters of Lake Erie. When composing that piece I had access to the accompanying map, and information provided me by an old Charles Horton column that regularly appeared in The Vermilion News during the 1920’s-30’s called The Waterfront.

This map from January of 1837 shows a Vermilion that is substantially different from the one we know today. One of the most glaring differences is that there is no railway running through the heart of the village. In its stead is Columbus Street. Vestiges of that street still remain. Most notable is the potholed laden east-west lane just north of the railway between Perry and Washington Streets. Also note that there are no bridges on this map.

Mr. Horton told of a corduroy road that ran from the east along what is now a Vermilion Lagoon street directly across the river from Huron Street. Stage coaches rumbled along this road to the river where a pontoon bridge allowed them to cross. On the west bank the coaches would come up the incline to Stenmyer Home (a.k.a. the Stagecoach/ Steamboat Hotel) where changes of horses and passengers could be made.

Although the town is neatly laid out in this early map one should not assume that houses and stores occupied the numbered lots in it. The surveyor, one Warren G. Scranton, footnotes his work by writing at the bottom (in part), “There is a stone placed at the northeast corner of this plat, at the corner south of the Huron road, at the corner of Austin Pelton’s lot...where the east line of Jefferson Street intersects the south line of Huron Street”. Briefly stated, this map essentially laid out the places upon which homes and businesses would later be constructed.

Note that Jefferson, Perry, and Washington Streets all ran to the lake. And although, at first glance, it would appear that Decatur did not - a closer look shows that while it apparently ended at Huron Street it continued north off of Lake Street and ran to the water. Exchange Street ran non-stop from South Street past Liberty to the park that assumed the same name. And both Toledo (another street that is mostly non-existent today) and Sandusky Streets ran from South Street to the riverside.

Water Street (now West River Road) ran along the river to Liberty and seemed to end there. But like Decatur Street it mysteriously reappears at the eastern intersection of Huron Street just west of Main Street and moves northeast for a short distance to kiss the Lake Erie shore.

Horton opined that by the year “...1860 two thirds of the population lived north of Huron Street. Homes were out in line with [what was then the location of] the present light house”. He also indicated that by that time, “Sailors from all ports hung around that end of town. Wheat was unloaded just north of Huron Street. Lumber was unloaded at the Fischer docks [now the Vermilion Boat Club property]. Fishing even then was an important part of the sailing industry and many masts pointed skyward from the fishing sail boats”.

A century and a half later our town has changed some. But that same ambience drifts over the town upon a lake breeze, lingers for a moment in the cry of the gull circling in the skies overhead, then bursts upon the bright sails of several dozen starboats quietly wending their way across the lake toward Vermilion’s harbor and home.

Ref: The Vermilion News; 7-21-1938; Published in the Vermilion Photojouranl 4/20/06; Written 4/16/06 @ 5:07 PM.

[NOTE: A few weeks back Vermilionite Tom Beach asked me if I thought that long ago the main drag through Vermilion could have once followed near the path of the rails that ran / run through town. At the time I though not. But after looking at this map I see that it was certainly a possiblity. Columbus Avenue ran that course, and it would have begun at about the place of the old river bridge and have joined what we now call Lake road at "Rae's Corner" at Decatur Street. It's a very real possibility although I've never found anything to substantiate it yet.]

Allan and Arlan Koachway - 1945

In the Phillipines - 1945

TIS A SMALL WORLD: During the Second World War Vermilionite Allan Koachway served in the Merchant Marines, and his twin brother, Arlan, served in the Army. By 1945 both men - busy with their respective war duties - had lost touch. War is like that.

That same year the ship Al was serving on pulled into harbor in the Phillipines and he was sent to shore. While walking along a little boy approached him and addressed him as though he knew him. At first Koachway likely tried to ignore the kid probably thinking that he wanted something from him. But after a few moments of the child's addressing him as "Sarge" he got to thinking that maybe the boy wasn't just playing him. So he asked the boy to take him where he thought he knew him from. And there, lo and behold, was Alan's twin Arlan.

This snap of the Koachway brothers (above) was taken during that reunion.

Cooincidence? I think not. The Good Lord works in mysterious ways.

Cloudy's on the Vermilion River

The Vermilion River & Cloudy's Ferry

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"

JUST AN OLD SNAPSHOT: I don't, off-hand, recall where I acquired this unusual pic of activities on the Vermilion River with Cloudy Noel's ferry dock in the background. But I surely like it. It's an action shot.

My only explanation of it is that it may have been a very, very early Vermilion regatta photograph. By the looks of things (i.e. all the activity) I must assume that it was taken on a Sunday afternoon. [Otherwise most everyone in it would have been at home or at work. Times were different.]

To be sure, Vermilion is nice today. But when it was less sophisticated - less populated - less motorized - less stereofied it must have been wonderfuller.

August 21, 2010 8:24 AM


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...

from The Vermilion News December 19, 1901

Resolutions of Respect.

Whereas it has ;eased the Divine Ruler of the Universe to remove from our midst the beloved mother of our brother Sir Knight Clark W. Jay, by death.

Be it resolved that we the members of Vermillion Tent, No. 19, K.O.T.M., express our heartfelt sympathy to our brother Sir Knight and his family in this their hour of sorrow and point them for comfort to him who doeth all things well.

And be it further resolved that a copy of these resolutions be printed in the Erie Co. Reporter and the Vermilion News spread on the records and one copy suitably embossed be sent to our bereaved brother and his family.

Com. E.F. Lawrence.
H.G. Morse.
O.W. Rice.



Henry greening is very ill.

Ask your grocer for white heather flour.

Miss Lena Joyce was in Elyria Monday.

Mrs. T.C. Hill visited her son at Avon last week.

Mrs. Frank Crandall visited in Chicago last week.

Mr. Albert Bridge has returned fro his visit at Michigan.

There will be exercises at the Congregational church Christmas eve.

Capt. Horace Fischer arrived home Thursday.

Mr. Henry Walper returned from the lakes Tuesday eventing.

Mrs. Mitzger spent a few days last week with friends at Berlin Heights.

Mrs. Mayme Martin is spending a few days with friends at Berlin Heights.

Leave your Laundry not later than Thursday a.m.
Nuhn &Trinter.

Mrs. Henry Lindsley will entertain the Ladies of Society this afternoon.

For sprains, swellings and lameness there is nothing so good as Chamberlain’s Pain Balm. Try it. For sale by A.D. Baumhart.

Mrs. and Mrs. Geo. cooper were the guests of relatives at Oberlin last week.

Miss Helen Prin, of Oberlin, spent Sunday with her aunt, Mrs. Wood.

H.Fischer spent to-day in Cleveland.

Mrs. McClary spent Tuesday at Cleveland.

Mrs. H. Fischer is spending the day in Lorain.

Mrs. Frank Rae, of cleveland, spent part of last week here with relative.

Alva Parsons returned to work Monday after spending a few days with his parents.

Miss Thersa Hopkins is visiting her sister, Mrs. albert Witmer at the Shore.

Vermilion News and the Cleveland Daily World one year for $2.00

Mr. D.W. Hardy, who moved from Florence to California last fall, writes that he is enjoying the delightful climate there very much.

A choice of geese, ducks, turkeys and chickens for Xmas dinner at the Whitmore Market.

Call at Geo. Clark’s Jewelry Store, Lorain, while loooking [sic] for Xmas gifts.

Can you afford to miss a trip to Sandusky’s big store before the holidays? The C.L. Engles Co. are making some surprising offers. See their ad.

The Winter Term.

The Winter term at the Oberlin Business College will begin Monday, Jan. 6, 1902, New classes will be formed in al departments. Many new students will enter at that time.


The Norwalk Reflector is authority for the statement that the C.E.&W. electric railway company is preyaring [sic] to erect a large power house at Birmingham.


The Sandusky Register speaks of a big railroad scheme, which if carried out, will mean much to that city. It is the construction of a road from Chesapeake Bay to some port on Lake Erie, with the aim of developing a region that abounds in coal, iron and lumber, which as yet remains undeveloped. The route for this road through Virginia and West virginia has been definitely decided upon, but its course through Ohio will depend upon what lake port is selected for its northern terminus.


Near Canton, Miss., three negroes were found frozen to death on the 16th. The cold in central Mississippi is beyond precedent at this time of the year.

A gang of burglars entered the Rhinebeck, N.Y., post office and bank on the night of the 15th, blowing open safes in both places In the post office they got money and stamps to the value of $300, but in the bank they secured nothing, being unable to open the inner doors of the vault which contained thousands of dollars.


"In 1854 they built the octagonal Florence Township Hall"

A TOUGH NIGHT IN JESSUP: They called the township Jessup. It took its name from one of three Connecticut men, (Isaac Bronson, Ebenezer Jessup, and Jessup Wakeman) who were principal proprietors of the property. To the east lay the Vermilion River, and to the west the creek they called La Chappelle, both flowing north into the great lake we call Erie. In 1808 the proprietors employed one Jabez Wright to survey the township (originally surveyed by Vermilion pioneer Almon Ruggles) into lots. It was a rich land replete with virgin hardwood forests set atop a wealth of sandstone that would someday be quarried and amply lend itself to the general economy of the area.

This was the land into which one Ezra Sprague brought his family, a man named Sears, a yoke of oxen, an axe, and an iron kettle in the spring of 1809. Sprague had purchased a section of land in Jessup for the whopping sum of $1.29 an acre the year before and determined to make it his home. As fate would have it such resolve was requisite to survival during those first years.

Arriving too late in the spring to plant crops enough for the coming fall and winter the Sprague family and the few families who joined them later that first summer existed on a meager diet of grated corn and potatoes through the winter months. Add to this a declaration of war, and any sightings of native Americans (i.e. indians), and their prospects for the future seemed rather dismal.

Assessing the situation the settlers thought it best to construct a blockhouse (a small fortress) wherein they could better defend themselves if they were attacked. And although there were those among them (as always) who did not favor this decision the day soon came when such angst would be set aside and quickly forgotten.

It was near evening when one of the settlers intent on moving his family home gave his gun to a younger man with directions for him to go ahead and be on the lookout for any dangers in their path. About a half mile from their destination a shot rang out, and the young man came running back with a bullet hole in his coat, declaring that he had sighted several Indians who had shot at him.

With all due dispatch the settlers gathered together and barricaded themselves inside their blockhouse preparing to do battle. The women and children were sent into the middle of the chamber. The men with guns stood by the doors as a first line of defense. Behind them stood others armed with pitchforks and clubs poised for a deadly encounter. Through the night the lookouts reported that Indians were approaching them swinging firebrands intent on setting fire to the house and killing the settlers when they ran from the flames. They spoke very little. And no one slept. No one, that is, except the young man who had given the alarm, and who had the bullet hole in his coat.

In the morning light they crept from the blockhouse to discover that there were no human tracks in the plowed ground where they had envisioned Indians carrying torches. There was only evidence of cinders that had been blown about in the wind from some burning log heaps which, married to their excited minds, gave them the impression of a pending Indian attack. There was also strong suspicion that the young man who had given the alarm had made a hole in his coat to support his Indian sighting. It had been a tough night in Jessup.

In 1815 the citizens of Jessup developed a keen disaffection for the proprietors and they formally changed the name of the township to Florence. It was/is considered to be one of the best agricultural townships in the Fire-Lands. In 1854 they built the octagonal Florence Township Hall (pictured). Appropriately enough it is made of sandstone, and still stands along the Edison Highway (State Route 113) at Florence Corners. Until about 1993 it was still being used as a polling place.

Ref: The Vermilion News; 5-5-38; Yesteryear; An Anthology of Historical Narratives of Vermilion, Ohio And Its People; 2005; Special Thanks to the Stranger who stopped to talk to me in Florence; Published in the Vermilion Photojournal 5/12/05; Written 5/08/05 @ 2:08 PM.

New York Central Depot

NYC Depot in Vermilion, O.

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.]



1853 - First steam engine runs through town. The rail line had its start as the Junction Railroad. Then became the LS&M (Lake Shore and Michigan Southern) - and then the New York Central.

Initially the engines were given affectionate names by the townspeople. One was called the “Vermilion”. Another named the “Jenny Lind” was brought by water from Buffalo, and then transported to the tracks by a team of oxen.

The Nickel Plate railroad was built through town in the latter part of the 19th century.

Both lines had stations and stopped in Vermilion on a fairly regular basis for both passengers and freight.

To mid 20th Century - Both rail lines carried passengers and freight in and out of town. Mail, of course, was also carried by train. The fishing industry - a primary industry in town for a good many years made good use of the trains. Fish that had been in Lake Erie one day could be found on the tables of restaurants and homes in both Chicago and New York City the next. Local lumber and coal distributors were located near the rails where the products they sold could be unloaded directly to their respective warehouses.

Personal Thoughts:
One of the big thrills when I was a child was to see the fast passenger train they called the 20th Century (Limited) go through town. If it was headed east it was going to New York. And if it was going west it was headed to Chicago. You could see all the people in the cars as they zipped by. And there was a light on the last car of the train that said “20th Century”.

The down side to the old steam engines were the clouds of coal dust that filled the air when they passed. If you lived near the tracks, as did my family, you habitually closed your eyes until the air cleared.

Local passenger and freight services (to the best of my recollections) were curtailed in the early to mid 1960’s. I believe it had a great deal to do with improvements in highways and other transportation systems across our nation.

Having lived between the rails (so to speak) nearly all my life I am used to the noise and the vibration of the trains. The diesels were quite an improvement when they replaced the old coal fired steam engines. But It’s never been the presence of the trains that has ever really bothered me. It’s been their absence that I’ve found most disturbing. When the trains aren’t running the American economy isn’t running.

Originally the depot was located on the south side of the tracks between Grand and Division (Main) streets. I'm not certain but I think that it was moved to the location in the photograph after a train pile-up in the original locale. From some of the pix that I've seen of that particular wreck the station was likely a casualty.

Today St. Mary's Catholic church owns the depot. For some years it was used for various community and church meetings. But (again I'm assuming the reason) the insurance on the building as a public meeting place became too expensive, and the building is now used for storage.

Amended August 21, 2010 8:41 AM.

"The 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.

Hudson and Emma Rood Tuttle

by Hudson Tuttle



The city which decorates a park with fine statuary does more to elevate the standard of public morals and correct taste than does the erection of a score of costly churches. The life of one sincerely honest, pure, and consistent man in a community, who is not an idolater to mammon, and who has a heart to feel an intellect to work for public weal, with the moral courage to combat error on all occasions and under all circumstances, does more to educate mankind up to higher planes of thought, and modes of life and culture, than does the endowment of a public school." Such a man is the subject of this sketch. He was born in 1836, in a log cabin on the farm where he now resides, and where he has always lived. His parents came to Ohio in 1830, purchased a tract of woodland, and from the forest carved out the home now owned by Mr. Tuttle

His opportunities for acquiring an education were exceedingly meagre. His entire school-days did not reach quite fourteen months, and his school attendance was interrupted by sickness and long vacations incident to country schools. At the age of sixteen he became a medium. His mediumship began with moving of tables and other objects, but rapidly culminated in a highly sensitive and impressional sate, in which he always writes and usually speaks. He was a frail, sensitive, and reticent boy, and even now shrinks from notoriety or prominence. Brief as were his school-days, frail as was his boyhood, sensitive and reticent as was his youth, modest and retiring as is his mature manhood, few men of his age and opportunities are so widely and favorably known in this country, and among the scholars of Europe. His firs work, “Life in the Spheres: was written and published while he was yet in his teens.

While the public was wondering over this strange story of the “Beyond,” he was preparing the first volume of the “Arcana of Nature.” We are told that the manuscript for this volume was three times written and indexed before it was acceptable to the intelligences dictating it; and each time he was instructed to burn it and try again, he unhesitatingly obeyed.

Though weary with physical toil, when his guides came he was at once refreshed, elastic, happy, and wrote far into the night. The first volume of the “Arcana of Nature” was published in 1860. Two editions were soon exhausted. It was at once translated into German, and the advanced minds of that country saw in this work a solution of the problem for which the thinking world had been so long looking. In the preface of this work Mr. Tuttle says, with characteristic modesty:

“For years I have been led through the paths of science by invisible guides, who have manifested the earnest zeal of a father for a feeble and truant child....From these invisible authors I draw the concealing veil, and to them dedicated this volume.”

The writer well remembers how the world stood aghast when this work appeared. All who knew or had seen this country boy were amazed. Some praised, but more ridiculed and condemned. A farmer boy, without books, education, apparatus, and with none of the appliances of the schools, none nor even cultivated surroundings, launches upon the world a work at once philosophical and profound, commencing with the construction of the atom, and ending with the laws of spirit-life.

The ideas it contained of evolution antedated Darwin by two years, and his ideas of force were greatly in advance of the science of the time. The seconds volume of the “Arana” soon followed, and in 1866 he published “Origin and Antiquity of Man,” said to be a work of great merit.

About the same time, in conjunction with his wife, he published “Blossoms of our Spring,” a poetical work containing, as its title implies, their early poems.

His next works were “The Career of the Christ Idea in History,” “Career of the God Idea in History,” and “Career of Religious Ideas; Their Ultimates the Religion of Science,” which followed each either in quick succession. Next came the “Arcana of Spiritualism,” a manual of spiritual science and philosophy, wherein he condensed the study and best communications of fifteen years of mediumship.

In 1874, Mr. Tuttle and wife published a volume of “Stories for Children: supplying them with mental food free from theological dogmatism.

Among the man tracts he has written, the most notable are, perhaps, “revivals, their Cause and Cure,” and “Origin of the Cross and Steeple.”

To all this literary labor must be added his editorial duties and continuous contributions to the press, both reform and secular. For years he has written, on an average, on review each week. He has never entered the field as and itinerant lecturer, yet calls from the various societies fully occupy his leisure time. All this literary work has been accomplished outside of the ordinary routine of business.

He has a productive farm of between two and three hundred acres, with orchards and vineyards, which receives his person supervision. Few men in this country raise better crops, or have a better knowledge of soils, and the best methods of culture. The farm, of course, must receive his attention during the day, and his literary labor is mostly perform at night.

In 1857 he was united in marriage to Miss Emma D. Rood, a lady of rare poetic and artistic talent. They are bound together by ties of a common...

Excerpts from: The Fire Lands, Comprising Huron and Erie Counties, Ohio; W.W. Williams - 1879 -
Press of Leader Printing Company, Cleveland, Ohio

F.W. Wakefield

"And it was upon his. yacht Unique that he first came to Vermilion."

A UNIQUE BEGINNING: (Note: This article is the first of several that will be written about that which came to be known as the Wakefield Brass Company in Vermilion now Lithonia Downlighting. These articles will not appear consecutively as would most series. They will appear, perhaps, once each month until the entire story is told.)

In an article appearing in The Vermilion News on January 25, 1906, citizens were informed that at a meeting of thirty businessmen the previous evening a committee was appointed to "transact business for the subscribers toward the Wakefield Brass factory." Five men were chosen for this committee: E.L. Coen (of the Erie County Bank), W.A. Tischer, George Fischer (owner of George Fischer Lumber Co. and the Maudelton Hotel), Dr. Quigley, and C.F. Decker.

The article goes on to say. that, "Prospects are good for the committee and Mr. Wakefield coming to an agreement soon and we hope that the factory will soon be a reality."

Just a week earlier Mr. F.W. Wakefield had sent a letter to local businessmen proposing to build a factory building on three acres of land "just south of the N.Y.C. & St. 1. Ry. on the west side of the west "river road"." He proposed to erect a 46x150 foot building where he could manufacture "brass illuminating gas fixtures, gas, electric and combination(s)" all patented by F.W. Wakefield in the U.S. and Canada. He asked that city water be made accessible to the site and that a fire plug be placed at the site for fire protection. He indicated that while he would bring five or six skilled workmen with him when production begins he would hire the remaining workers he would need from local sources.

By February 15 of this same year local contractor, John Gegenheimer, had made a successful bid on the contract to build the Wakefield Brass Works factory and construction on that facility immediately began.

F.W. Wakefield had become interested in the manufacture of lighting fixtures around 1882 in Cleveland. By 1905 he had become the owner of a business that was located on the site of the Old Arcade and was known as the "Pioneer Lighting Fixture Man of Ohio." He also had a keen interest in yachting and whenever time permitted he went for a sail. And it was upon his. yacht Unique that he first came to Vermilion. Turning to his companions he reportedly remarked that "this place looked good to him for a factory."

In 1906 he sold his interest in the Cleveland firm and went to work building his "Brass Factory" in Vermilion. On August 1, 1910 the company was officially incorporated with F.W. Wakefield, A.C. Hofrichter, E.H. Wakefield, A. J. Copeland, and W.T. Dunmore as its directors. F.W. was elected board president and Hofrichter became the secretary - treasurer.

In 1911-12 a new two-story addition was added to the existing factory to be used for offices. This particular building (still standing at the Lithonia Lighting plant) was fire-proof. A note of this detail should be made. As this story unfolds it becomes important.

During the decades which followed major. innovations in lighting fixtures for homes, and in business, recreation, and transportation fields were all developed by this little factory in our town. More than a few of these contributions were due to events which unfolded in the lives of the Wakefield family, the families of the workers, and of the people who lived in our town. It was a very unique beginning.

Unique indeed..

Ref: The Vermilion News; 1-18 & 25-1906; 2-15-1906; 2-18-1915; Published in the Vermilion Photojournal 3-18-2004.

(some actually from Ancestry.com)

-Al Caholic

-Oliver Clothesoff

-I.P. Freely

-Seymour Butz

-Mike Rotch

-Hugh Jass

-Amanda Hugginkiss

-Ivana Tinkle

-Anita Bath

-Maya Buttreeks

-Fever Bender (born 1856)

-Leper Priest (born 1929)

-Cholera Priest (born 1830 during the second cholera pandemic)

-Rubella Graves (born 1814)

-Typhus Black (born 1897)

-Hysteria Johnson (born 1881)

-Emma Royd (born 1850)

-Kathryn E. Coli (born 1894)

-Mumps Sykes (born 1891)

PODCAST #194:This week Vermilion Views Podcast #194 affords "Viewers" another itsy-bitsytaste of "Remembering Old Vermilion" with a few words from Vermilion's Genevieve Clarke. With it is a rather bad video of the first time famed country singer John Cash sang the balled "A Boy Named Sue...

This may become a series.

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.

Alice W. is back - and guess where she is now (?): Ali's Blog.

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.

If you're looking for my old links section (pictured) I've replaced it with a pull-down menu (visible in the small box next to the word "Go"). If you're looking for links to more Vermilion history check that menu.

How the old links menu looked

Links to additional Vermilion Ohio pages:

For Persons who would like to donate to the cause (to keep these "Views" on-line you can send whatever you would like to me at the following address. And THANKS to everybody who has already donated to the cause. I doth certainly appreciate it):
Rich Tarrant
1041 Oakwood Drive
Vermilion, Ohio
Telephone: 440-967-0988 - Cell: 440-670-2822

or you can use PayPal: (NOTE: IT WORKS NOW)

"People seldom see the halting and painful steps
by which the most insignificant success is achieved. "

-Anne Sullivan

Vol.8, Issue 23, August 21, 2010

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