06/04/11 VIEWS DESKTOP - MEMORIAL DAY 2011 IN RUBBERNECK PARK
FROM MY DESTOP TO YOURS: Hope ye all had a nice Memorial Day. Our fam. had our annual pic-a-nic at Vermilion’s Olympic Club. (see this week’s podcast in hi-def.) But before that Geo. and I went uptown to Exchange Park to the 8 o’clock veterans memorial service. (see above pic.) T’was short and sweet. A prayer. Placement of the memorial wreath in front of the memorial clock. A twenty-one gun salute. And another prayer. To be honest, I like Memorial Day because for me it always signals the beginning of summer. And in the summers of my past I always liked to spend time in Exchange Park. And before everyone forgets to remember it - Exchange Park has a nickname; Rubberneck Park. Rubberneck because people (such as myself) used to like to sit in the park and watch the traffic (ergo; the world) pass on by. I spent a good amount of time on the benches and cannons in the park. Once upon a time there was a refrigerated drinking fountain there. And, of course, Furgason’s popcorn wagon. When I was about 11 or 12 someone used to hold dances atop the Fischer building across the street. And I distinctly remember sitting in the park one night and hearing - for the first time - the Fats Domino recording of “Blueberry Hill” from an open window. When I was 14 or 15 I participated in a fist fight with an Oberlin kid in the park. I got a black eye and he got a bloody lip. Ma read me the riot act for - not only fighting in a public place - but doing it on a Saturday morning when the town was busy. In short, I had - and continue to have - some very memorable times in the park. Who could want for more?
Historically,
THE BLACKSMITH
GEORGE W. HOWELL: Last week there was a great pic of George's father, J.I. Howell, in front of his blacksmith shop on N. Main street in Vermilion, O. This pic is that of one of J.I's. sons - George. George is Vermilionite Larry Howell's grandfather.
George was born in Columbus, Ohio on May 5, 1871. He grew up (went to school) in Sandusky. If I can follow the footsteps of George's father correctly they moved from Sandusky to Birmingham; and from there to Vermilion. He married Lillian Handy on the 26th day of February in 1902. Lillian's dad had the distinction of having been born "at sea". [Again - if I've followed the footsteps of the family correctly - Handy's mother was a cook aboard a fishing boat.]
From 1900 to 1919 George owned and operated the blacksmith shop on Main street. He was a veteran of the Spanish American War and had also been a member of the Ohio National Guard. When he left smithing he went to work for the New York Central Railroad as a Section Foreman retiring after 17 years service.
He passed into the next life in his home on Adams street on the 25th day of May in 1957 at the age of 86. Only the good die young...
Ray and Miriam
LEIDHEISER’S: Aside from the clay from whence came it’s name Vermilion has - throughout its history - been recognized for a number of things. It was once a place where boats were built; fish caught; lighting fixtures made; olives packed; and, once upon a time, a place where autos were assembled. It is the “Village of Lake Captains”, and the birthplace of Lester A. Pelton the “father of hydroelectric power”. Because of its locale it has always been a favorite resort area during fair weather. A holiday spent on the beaches at Crystal, Elberta, Linwood, or Ruggles; with evenings dancing at Crystal Gardens, the Elberta Inn, Ruggles, or the Club House at Vermilion-On-The-Lake, made Vermilion the ideal spot for persons looking for reprieve from the hectic grind of their daily lives. Because of this - all these comings and goings - it should be of no surprise to anyone that the town also became known as the home of some very, very good restaurants. Numerous persons, not only in Vermilion, but all across the country, were familiar with Marie and Mamorou “Okagi’s” restaurant (PJ 8/10/06). And Eddie Solomon’s “McGarvey’s” (PJ 6/13/08) was, of course, extremely popular among hungry and thirsty boaters and sundry “touristas”. But if your were looking for something special - something different, something good - it was “Leidheisers” restaurant where you had to dine. Raymond C. “Ray” Leidheiser was a hometown boy. Born on a farm in Brownhelm Township in 1901. He attended Vermilion schools, and was an outstanding athlete. While the family is perhaps best know for its involvement in the fishing industry Ray was always more interested in their preparation than harvest. For a majority of his adult years he owned an operated restaurants. And true to his family’s heritage he was expert at preparing sauer braten from his own recipe, as well as wiener schnitzel, tasty knockwurst, bratwurst, stewed chicken and dumplings and schmierkase (smear case) - a food somewhat similar to cottage cheese. About 1925 he married a Norwalk girl named Veronica Landoll, and they operated the Erie restaurant in downtown Vermilion for a number of years. In late November of 1930 twenty-four year old Veronica was returning home from Norwalk when the auto she was driving was hit by an eastbound New York Central passenger train at the Decatur Street crossing. Newspaper reports at the time said she was “almost instantly killed” in the accident. [Note: I puzzle some at the reason for the rather graphic description of her death in that report.] In 1934 Leidheiser remarried a gal named Miriam Edwards and was operating a beautiful restaurant called (what else?) “Leidheisers” right in the heart of the village. Late Cleveland Plain Dealer photographer / reporter Dave Vormelker, who took the accompanying photograph also wrote, in a 1960 draft for a news article, that “Leidheiser’s is a unique business in the vacationland area. It s the only restaurant featuring German cuisine from potato soup to nuts or apple strudel and German Kuchen, made the old-fashioned way.“ In the vintage outline, provided by Vormelker’s son Joel who now lives at the family cottage in Linwood Park, he said that “According to Mrs. Raymond Leidheiser, who runs the restaurant with her husband, it is the only one offering complete German cuisine in Ohio, with the exception of one in Cincinnati.” Mr. Leidheiser, assisted by two chefs, did all the cooking. And his wife, Miriam, was hostess and supervised a staff of 16 waitresses. Former Vermilion resident Bruce Eldridge is fond of recalling a time when at 13 or 14 years of age he was employed as a dishwasher at the Okagi restaurant next door to Leidheiser’s. He says that when business was down during the weekdays that Mary Vasbinder (who was part-owner of Okagi’s with her husband Russ) would tell him to rattle the pots and pans real loud so that the folks at Leidheiser’s would think that they were busy. I don’t honestly remember when Leidheiser’s stopped being Leidheiser’s - just as I don’t recall precisely when Okagi’s disappeared. So I don’t know who, exactly, won the pan-rattling competition between the establishments. I do know that Ray did retire, and lived to the ripe old age of 81. And, of course, I also know that Leidheiser’s was among the best of the best restaurants ever in the Vermilion of yesteryear.
Ref: The Star-Journal, Sandusky, O., 11/24/1930; The Chronicle Telegram, Elyria, O., 11/25/1930; US Census data, 1910, 1930; Special Thanks to Joel Vormelker; Published in the Vermilion Photojournal 9/23/10; Written 9/19/10 @ 11:38 AM.
AGAIN - ANOTHER NEW (NOW OLD) THING: Initially I said that "This will not take the place of the "Macabre" stuff all the time - but will supplement whilst I search for more macabre stories to tell." But methinks that it's carved out a niche for itself and the "Macabre stuff" with have to find another.
So stay tuned...
May 21, 1903. - Volume 6 - Number 51
HENRY SHOOP.
Henry Shoop was born at Brownhelm, Lorain Co., Ohio, April 19th 1851. He was the son of Adam and Margaret Shoop. when still a boy he came to Vermilion. In 1897 he was married to Mrs. Wilhelmina Trinter. He came to his death from Appolexy, May 13th, 1903; age 52 years, 24 days. He leaves a wife, three sisters, five nephews, eleven nieces and many other relatives adn friends to mourn their loss. Funeral servies were held Saturday afternoon at the M.E. Church.
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The tool steel made at the Norwalk Steel Plant has been pronounced the best made in this country.
Next Sunday is the 75th anniversary of the dedication of the old long church, where the earliest ancestors of all this region attended church. The occasion will be observed at the Cong’l Church next Sunday morning. An address on the early pioneers and the church features of the times, will be given. All are invited. The commencement cards for the Thirteenth Annual Commencement of the Vermilion High School as announced by the invitations now being issued, will be held Friday, evening June 5th at the Opera House. There will be five graduates; Linda M. Neilsen, Florence M. McClurg, Betha E. Neiding, Pressde B. Morgan and Fred A. Synder comprise the class. A meeting of those opposed to water-works was held Tuesday evening. We were unable to learn of the result. It seems rather late in the day to fight against the voice of the people. A lesson might be learned from the experience of the people of Elyria upon the same question. In the end nothing was gained but the additional expenditure of several thousand dollars by the city. Thus increasing the tax. We need water now and need it badly. The time to have fought the question was when the vote was taken.
Dry - even if the water-works did carry. Don’t fail to read your home paper - The News it costs only $1.00 per year or 1.12-13 cents per week 3 cents per singly copy. Pelton & McGraw’s delivery hourse ran away Wednesday and deposited a load of groceries in Nelsonville in short order. The sudden arrival of a street car was the probably cause of this flight. C.W. Balson, manager of the Howard Stove & Mfg. Co’s. works at this place has arrived and is now at the Pelton. He will move his family to Vermilion as soon as he can arrange for them. His father Mr. Chas. Balson accompanied him and has gone to Pennsylvannia. We welcome these gentlemen to Vermilion. The steam barge Kendall of Alpena, arrived Friday evening in a fog so dence [sic] that the piers were missed and the boat nearly ran ashore a mile above town. The barge carried about 260,000 feet of lumber for the Geo. Fischer Lumber Co., a part of which was for the Howard Stove work. No difficulty was experienced inentering the harbor. The barge cleared Monday.
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William Henry Brooks Jr. was born Oct. 26, 1868, at Vermilion O. He was the youngest of eight children and is the first one to be taken away. He died May 15th at 10 p.m. His home has always been in Vermilion with exception of the time spent on the lakes. He leaves a father and mother, five sisters, and two brothers, and a host of friends to mourn his loss. The funeral took place last Sunday at one o’clock. An unusual large numbers [sic] were at the services. Many friends had some from abroad to be present. Rev. J.A. Kaley conducted the service. Miss Olive Lawless, Mrs Childs, Miss Delker and Messrs. Lawless and Hamill furnished the music for the occasion.
The Fifth Grade has finished the study of Physiology and will soon take an examination on same, also the Ninth Grade has finished the assigned amount of Algebra and will have an examination on the subject next week. Active prepartions are being carried on for the commencement which is to be held June 5. The invitations and programs have ben printed and will soon be given out. Don’t forget to hear the class address by Rev. Hagerman of Norwalk on the evening of June 5th.
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There will be memorial services at the reformed Church next Sunday evening in the English language. The sermon will be in memory of the heros who gave their lives in the service of their country. The ;public is cordially invited to the German services in the morning.
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To all property holders and house renters - This will be the last warning to those who put any rubbish as grass, brush, lime, shavings or anything else of such description in the streets or alleys. If this is not stopped at once I will use the law to its full extent as there is an ordinance prohibiting the putting of such rubbish in the street. Henry Schmoll, Street Commissioner.
Chas. Trinter has been appointed administrator of the esate of Henry Shoop. The work of repairing the Congl Church was begun yesterday. Special sale of clothing now on at Englbry’s.
-------------------- The 75th Dedicatory Anniversary of the Old Log Church.
The following sermon was delivered by Rev. J.A. Kaley Sunday morning, May 24th from Luke 12:32 “Fear not little flock for it is your father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom” Last Friday was the 75th Anniversary of the dedication of our first church building. The old log church as it was called that stood out in the woods beyond Morgan’s, [ed. note: This church was located on Risdon Road west of Vermilion.] was dedicated to the service of God just 75 years ago day before yesterday. The dedication however took place on Thursday as I learn from the Perpetual calendar. I love to recall such events and I believe we ought to observe them. They are great landmarks in the progress of our history and especially this church, there are very many unusual features connected with the career of this church that I believe we do well to recall and tend to impress up on our minds especially at this time when the State is celebrating so ardently her hundredth anniversary. Of course it is only five years ago since we celbrated the 80tth anniversary of the organization of the church, but I m sure it will do us good to sit once again under the influence of those sturdy strong men, and at any rate one brief sermon can not tell nearly all the story of that sturdy grand time, and then we are so far removed from that early pioneer period by circumstance and time that it is difficult for us to realize that it really was and how far we have moved from it, so that it will do us all good to sit once again under the delightful influence of it. [ed. note: the remainder of the sermon will appear in the next issue of “VV”. While I understand that this is not of great interest to all I believe the document is important enough to keep a record of it on-line for future generations.]
Hmmmmmm....
"The story surrounding the stone has always been a matter of speculation."
VERMILION’S ANOMALOUS KENTON STONE: It’s been behind Vermilion’s Ritter Public Library for years now; the Kenton stone. In a 1947 article written by my mother, Ella G. Roscoe, for the Sandusky Register Star News she explained that in 1937, “...when hunting for historical data for the centennial celebration in Vermilion, word came to us [The Vermilion News editors] of a rock bearing the inscription S. Kenton, 1784. This was located upon the farm which was at that time owned by the H. Rossman family, a few miles south of Vermilion on State Route 60. So, being of an inquisitive nature, we went to the farm and Mrs. Rossman took us into the back lot. There beside what at one time must have been a small stream, we found the rock buried under the underbrush.” This find - this discovery - was, to say the very least, extraordinary. Extraordinary because it meant that twenty-five years before the first settlers (i.e. the Austin, Perry, Sherrat / Sherod, and Smith Families) arrived another white man had sojourned in the place that would someday become known as Vermilion. The story surrounding the stone has always been a matter of speculation. To continue some with my mother’s story she also wrote that, “Now as to just what S. Kenton was doing in this part of the country in 1784, your imagination is as good as mine. But we do know that it was during this time that he was a prisoner of the Indians. The carving on the rock is very deep, which tells us that Kenton must have been camped there for quite a while in order to have bothered to cut it at all. Time passed, peace finally came to the Lake Erie region, warring tribes roamed the trails no more. The little brook dried up leaving only a trace of its existence. The ridge trail became the Ridge Road. The land was cleared and became prosperous farms. But the stone remained, hidden from view beneath the underbrush in the back lot, until we cut the brush away to snap the picture.” [Note: The photo she refers to is a well known photo that was taken at the Rossman farm in 1937 by my grandfather.] That story, however fanciful - does not, however, appear to be entirely accurate. According to the Ohio Historical Society - as well as many other available records - though Kenton was, indeed, captured by Indians in September of 1778 by the end of that year he had gained his freedom. So where was Mr. Kenton in 1784? That story, however fanciful - does not appear to be entirely accurate. According to most available historical records - though Kenton was, indeed, captured by Indians in September of 1778 by the end of that year he had gained his freedom. So where was Mr. Kenton in 1784? By December of 1783 Kenton had returned to his home in Virginia, and had persuaded some in his immediate family - as well as several of their neighbors - to come with him the Kentucky frontier where he could give them at least 100 acres of prime land. By 1784 he had arrived at the place he called Simon Kenton’s Station and was busying himself with the surveying of the northern Kentucky land on Lawrence Creek. He rebuilt his two-story brick house; helped build a sturdy blockhouse for the protection of all from marauding indians; and helped his family and friends build cabins on their properties. For the next several years Kenton’s life was, relatively speaking, quiet. In March of 1785 a 16 year old boy named James Finley arrived with his parents in the settlement. James kept a diary that demonstrates both his fear of the wilderness and his great admiration of the seasoned frontiersman. That he could be of any service to Kenton was something that obviously amazed him. But that is precisely the tone of the following diary entry: "Simon Kenton can write! I've really taught him how! Well, not write much, but today doing it the way I showed him how, he wrote his full name for the first time in his life. On a bond. It was jerky but you can read it. He was awful proud." The bottom line is, of course, that the information on the Kenton Stone - though etched in stone - presents what might be best referred to as a historical anomaly. It is inconsistent with the facts. Moreover; it is baffling. Tis one of those mysteries of history. Something of a yesteryear to think on. As American historian Roy P. Basler, who edited the collected works of Abraham Lincoln said, “To know the truth of history is to realize its ultimate myth and its inevitable ambiguity.”
Ref: Ohio History Central; www.ohiohistorycentral.org; Sandusky Registar Star News, 11-25-1947; The Registar, Sandusky, Ohio, 8-1-1937 and 1-24-1922; The Vermilion News, 125th Anniversary edition, 8-25-1962; The Frontiersmen, Allan W. Eckert, 2001; Special Thanks to Ted Reising-Derby; Published in the Vermilion Photojournal 6/24/10; Written 6/20/10 @ 10:26 AM.
PARAM JAGGI
Param Jaggi, a 17-year-old high school senior spent three years and came up with a device that cheaply converts an automobile's carbon dioxide emissions (think global warming and go boo) into oxygen (now go hurrah). Param's Algae Mobile won an award from the Environmental Protection Agency for cleaning up the exhaust fumes from a car that would normally pollute the air. Believe it or not the Algae Mobile works by photosynthesis, with algae inside a gas-permeable, aluminum tube placed in the car's exhaust pipe converting carbon dioxide into oxygen. The teen inventor has applied for a patent.
MORE ON MARJORIE: [ed. note: Since writing the previous piece a kind librarian from the Sandusky library has contacted me and was also kind enough to sent me Marjorie's obituary. So now I know a bit more about this lady. Eventually I'll afford you (as Paul Harvey used to say, "The rest of the story."]
One thing that should be made crystal clear is that no one should consider Mrs. Cherry’s words to be the first - nor the last - on the historical subjects she wrote about. What her works have done - and continue to do - is provide interested parties with some insight into the history of the people who settled Erie County, and the region once known as “the Fire-Lands”. None of her works are comprehensive compendiums of that history. Nor, to my knowledge, were they ever advertised as such. Lke most persons spirited enough, and smart enough, to take the initiative to put their studies into writing, and have them published - persons will, undoubtedly, find some omissions and mistakes which, even decades after the fact, must stand because they were so long ago committed to paper in ink. This does not, however, negate, in any way, the intrinsic value of much of the information set forth in her publications. It very simply means that she was human - and (if we’re bright enough to admit it) so are we. Marjorie was born in Steuben, Ohio on February 17, 1889. Steuben, I found, is an unincorporated village in central Greenfield Township in Huron County. It’s located a few miles northeast of the village of Willard along State Route 162, approximately three miles west of North Fairfield. It has two churches, an elementary school, and no commercial buildings. It is the birthplace of Flora Call Disney, mother of Walt Disney. And, of course, Marjorie Loomis (Cherry). As a young adult Marjorie taught school at Bronson Center, North Monroeville, and the Bloomingville. Sometime in the year 1917 she married a Monroeville man named Ross Cherry. Though the couple had no children of their own their siblings blessed them with numerous nieces and nephews to both love and nurture through the years. To be continued...
THE FIRE-LANDS: I found the following information re: the early inhabitants of our area to be extremely informative. Methinks you will also.
I am getting better at transcribing these passages so there are fewer mistakes. But I like to read as I go - and sometimes I fill in the blanks. So tread carefully this trail through yesteryear.
The following series will take thee to the townships south of Vermilion. Methinks you'll find this history quite fascinating.
NEW HAVEN.
THE DECLINE.
New Haven's prosperity began at an early day, increased rapidly and ceased suddenly. Fortune is fickle with communities as well as men. She smiled upon this one in its infancy; withdrew her favor and put the past and present conditions of the village into a forcible and saddening contrast. The Sandusky and Newark railroad was built in the years 1843 and 1844. New Haven lay directly in the way of the proposed road, and its people were called upon to aid the enterprise to the extent of a few thousand dollars. The amount asked for would probably have been subscribed, had it not been for the counsel of Judge Ives. He regarded it as impossible to build the road by any other route than through the village, and advised against extending any financial assistance to the railroad company. The tavern men, too, fought the proposition to have the road come through the village, thinking that their business would be damaged, when the teaming was superseded by the iron-horse. The managers of the company became angered at the coolness shown by the New Haven people, and instead of running the road straight through from Sandusky, south, as they could have done most easily and cheaply, made a curve to the westward and, leaving New Haven and Greenfield center in the lurch, entered the village of Plymouth, then a smaller place than New Haven, much to its future advantage. Even after this discrimination against them, the people of New Haven might have secured a greater benefit from the railroad than did Plymouth, had they been able to look a little way into the future. The track was but a short distance west of the village, and had warehouses been built there, New Haven would, doubtless, have led Plymonth today, for she had the advantage of prestige and of business already established, and the village would have grown toward the railroad. In these days, however, a railroad was thought to be of no advantage to a town or village unless it ran through its principal street. Warehouses were built upon the village plat, and a track laid upon spiles, was run up to them from the main line, cars were run over them a few times, and then the track and the warehouses were abandoned, and then began the decline that has left the village only a shabby vestige of its former superiority. The decay of villages, as well as the deterioration of men, is always a melancholy sight. New Haven, today, has many deserted, dreary, weatherstained and windowless houses, which silently attest that "better days" have been. Many houses were moved away, and are now answering the purpose of farm out-buildings, some were torn down and others burned. Only a few of the old edifices remain in use at the village. New Haven has, however, retained the school and the church, while losing so large an amount of business, and her people are of the class who, while they deplore the loss of activity which the place has experienced, have social, moral and religious resources, perhaps in a larger degree than in more bustling communities, and make the best of what remains. Frederick Layer is postmaster, and was commissioned in 1874. There are three stores; that of Theodore Mills and Frederick Layer being the largest. L. S. Heller and Thomas J. Cusaek divide the balance of the business, in the grocery line. The harness maker is A. J. Seydel; blacksmiths, Orrin T. Cole. T. S. Charity, J. K. Partello; wagon makers, Kurtz & Cole; pumps are manufactured by Smith. There are no other mechanical industries in the village, except a saw mill built many years ago by S. K. Ruth and M. Kieser, and which has been run, since 1862, by L. Pennington.
Excerpts from: The Fire Lands, Comprising Huron and Erie Counties, Ohio; W.W. Williams - 1879 - Press of Leader Printing Company, Cleveland, Ohio
IT'S NOW MINE: Thanks to the "heads-up" I received from "Viewer" Bobbi Riley I now own the photo you see above. The pic seen last week was a scan of a scan. I went on eBay and won the card with the pic for four bucks. And I'm happy to have acquired it.
Some folks thought I was mistaken about this photo. But I'm not. This photo shows the north side of Vermilion's Township Hall. It was taken from the drive to what was then the Congregational Church next to the hall. Had it been taken from the opposite side there would have been doors to the building in the middle of the structure.
The stove pipe reaching above the building is from the township office on the first floor of the building. When the building was still being used by township officials - just a few years back - they were using the same office. I don't know - but it may be the room where township clerk, Mr. Klaar, was overcome by carbon monoxide fumes and died some years after this pic was taken. The stove used in this pic was, obviously, not a gas stove. But this coal powered stove may have been in the same room. (That's just a trite piece of information.)
As mentioned, "I'm real happy to have acquired" this pic. It makes me wonder just how many photographs my grandfather took around Vermilion that I've never seen. I wish I had them all.
EVERY TIME YOU THINK YOU’VE HEARD IT ALL....
New York police arrested a man for a third time for selling condoms bearing President Obama's image despite a court ruling in his favor. Jose Andujar, 43, was arrested Friday in Times Square for selling the Obama condoms, and police said it was his third arrest for unlicensed peddling in the past year, the New York Post reported Tuesday. A State Supreme Court justice previously ruled Andujar does not need a vending license to sell the condoms, and his products are protected under his First Amendment right to free speech. However, police said Andujar will continue to be subject to arrest pending the outcome of the city's appeal. Andujar uses politically themed slogans to sell his wares, including "It's the election, erection for your protection" and "It's the ultimate stimulus package for hard times."
PODCAST #232:This week the Vermilion Views Podcast #232 is a music video of my family having a pic-a-nic on Memorial Day at the Olympic Outing Club. I don't do many home movies. This was actually an experiment in sound.
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 and MOV) podcasts (when used) are done in the "Quicktime MP4 / MOV" formats. If you don't have a "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'".
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