Woo – what a week. It began last Saturday when I was working on “VV”. I couldn’t get any my pix to appear. Boy was I getting frustrated. So I called my provider out in CA. (I’ve not done that too much before.) The lady tech I talked to was very nice.
All I can really say is that…Well, as I may have mentioned prior to this the language of “html” [i.e. the code that makes these words and pictures appear on your browser] must be precise. If you forget and / or use a letter and / or a correct symbol things won’t work correctly. Well that’s what I did (or did not). And I didn’t’ do it just once. I did it several times in several places.
I don’t know where my head was all week last week. Maybe I was concerned about the cost of several aspects of a project I’m working on – or maybe it was because I’d been looking for a recording I made back in 2007 of Harold and Sarah Welker – and couldn’t find it – or perhaps it was the classifieds website I’ve been trying to fly; the problems I was experiencing with various pieces of software since upgrading my computer operating system. Or maybe – just maybe - I’m just getting old. In the end my problem was very simple. It was I.
I use “Genuine Fractals” to resize images without losing their details. It’s a handy bit of photo software. I could, for instance, take a 3” x 5” photo and enlarge it to 3 x 5 feet without losing any of the detail of the original photograph.
About a year ago I acquired another software program from them called “PhotoFrame”. This software allows me to apply one of, perhaps, a hundred types of photo frames to a photo. It, too, is a handy photo software tool.
When I changed operating systems on my Mac several of the software programs that I use on a regular basis would not work with the new system. Ergo; they needed to be updated and / or altogether replaced. Among them was the aforementioned PhotoFrame software.
After uninstalling and trying to reinstall the updated software repeatedly (over a period of two days) and finding that it didn’t work - I finally had to ask them what I was doing wrong. And to make a long story short they just sent me a link that allowed me download a Suite of their updated software (the download took over 3 hours) that included their “Fractals” and “Photoframe” software. Included in it are 3 or 4 additional programs.
Patience is sometimes rewarded with kindness.
I believe everyone who knew Mr. Gebhart (note that I refer to him as mister) respected him and has a story about him. I remember that when he was in his mid 90's he was still driving - very much to the chagrin of his daughter, Maryann Treadwell. Well he was involved in a fender-bender and had to take the driver's exam to retain his license. Maryann was happy because she thought that'd be the end of his driving days.
You cannot imagine how incensed she was when she learned that he had passed the test. She thought the examiners would know better. But "Gebby" drove on toward 100. What a guy...
"...not much has really changed over years.
After all is said and done children are still children..."
TODAY, TOMORROW, AND YESTERYEAR: Nearly eight decades have come and gone since this photograph was made and the only things that have really changed are the faces and the names. Of course, the clothing is a “little” different. Seldom do we see boys wearing overalls or - for that matter - knickers, “high-topped” shoes, and argyle knee stockings anymore. The popularity of the “Mary Jane’s” (i.e. the shoes) worn by many of the young ladies has ebbed and flown several times since then (an ebbing and flowing that I surmise will continue in future years). Sneakers are by far the most common footwear of either sex today. And one would be very hard pressed to find a classroom in any public school nowadays where every girl in attendance is wearing a dress. But other than those “little” things nothing much has really and truly changed; except, as has been said, “the faces and the names”.
In this particular instance it is indeed fortunate that some unknown person had foresight enough to place names with most of the smiling young faces in the photo that accompanies this article. They are:
Back Row Standing L-R: Rita Peasley, Pauline Naegele, Elizabeth Sopko, Elizabeth Schullery, Florence Kessler, Gladys Pember (Wiencke), Margaret Nelson, Hilda Boone (Burley), Dorothy Wood (Hart), Emma Smith, and the Teacher Miss Thompson.
Middle Row Standing L-R: Eddie Wlodarsky, Albert Zess, Charles Klucas, Morey "Bud" Jeffery, Gordon Truesdale, Erving Vincent, Henry Fullgrabe, Unknown, Unknown, Robert Collitt, Lewis Tokar, and Awalt Kelm.
Bottom Row Seated L-R: Unknown, Mary Budding, Joe McDaniel, Richard Koontz, Floyd Knott, Lawrence Smith, Burton Will, Cornelius Vasu, Euilia Washtak, Charlotte Wallace, Delaures Barnes (Huffman), and Alta Kneisel (Foster).
(Note: The spelling of these names are as best as could be determined from the cursive writing directory from which they were taken. Ergo; if there are errors in spelling they belong to the paltry perceptional abilities of the Yesteryear columnist.)
This photograph was one, among very many, taken by professional photographer Rudy Moc of Vermilion’s school children during the first half of the 20th century. When these shadows were frozen in time (1930) all the rural schools had been boarded up and six motorized busses transported some 200 students into the village to attend classes at Vermilion’s stately State Street School. South Street School, (try saying the names of either school real fast) completed for the 1927-28 school season, housed the upper six grades, thus making the State Street facility an elementary school until it, too, was boarded up in the late Spring of 1938.
The names and many of the faces pictured are, to many homespun Vermilionites, somewhat familiar. Dorothy (Woods) Hart looks very much today as she did then. Lewis Tokar’s children bear an unmistakable resemblance to the Lewis of yore. And Richard “Dick” Koontz - aside from the fact that he looks like he’s on the edge of some mischievous event - is just a younger version of the good-natured fellow who would, just a decade or so later, make a name for himself doing exactly what the photographer, Rudy Moc, was doing then.
No, not much has really changed over years. After all is said and done children are still children - in Vermilion and elsewhere. Some fine spring day they’ll gather with their classmates, and smile into the lens of a camera held by another Rudy Moc or Dick Koontz. And 78 years later, while looking at those shadows, someone will come to understand that the span between that day, tomorrow, and that yesteryear is not nearly as long as it may seem.
Ref: Vermilion Photojournal; Yesteryear (11-10 through 12-15-05); Special Thanks to Bill Lehky; Published in the Vermilion Photojournal 4/17/08; Written 4/13/08 @ 11:12 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...
August 20, 1903 – Volume 7 – Number 12
FRANK HANDY.
The many friends of Frank Handy who live in Vermilion will be sorry to hear of his death which occurred near the home about two miles south of Lorain last week.
Mr. Handy left home Wednesday at one p.m. with the intention of getting bait as he was about to start fishing. He seemed so contented and happy at the thought of fishing again that his family was unprepared for the trouble that followed. But as night approached and he failed to return word was sent to Lorain to a son-i-law who with several friends and neighbors started a search which lasted until Thursday evening when Ernest Howard found him in the woods just back of the home. An empty bottle labeled carbolic acid beside him and his limbs that were all drawn up showed the intense agony that he suffered. He was immediately taken to the house and the coroner notified.
The funeral services were held at the home Sunday at 2:30 p.m. and was buried at Oakland Cemetery.
Mr. Handy was well known here having lived here about thirty-five years. He was sixty nine years four months and twenty-two days of age and leaves an invalid widow, one son Capt. Frank Handy of Erie Pa., and eight daughters, Mrs. Frank Bridge of Lorain, Mrs. Fred Biggs, Braddyville Iowa, Mrs. Wm. Temple of Lorain, Mrs. Frank Weed of Cleveland, Mrs. Guy Ridcell of Lorain, Mrs. Geo. Howell, Vermilion, and Misses Mae and Lucy Handy of Lorain also one sister Mrs. Lydia Pelton and two nieces and a nephew of Vermilion all of whom were present at the funeral besides many friends in Lorain and Vermilion to mourn him.
He was a kind and loving father and husband and will be greatly missed in the family circle, which is otherwise unbroken. His being the first in the family in twenty-eight years. [VV ed. Note: I assume that this means that his was the first death in the family in twenty-eight years. Also Mr. Handy is Vermilionite Larry Howell’s maternal great-grandfather.]
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The Firemen Capture Amherst
THE LORAIN COUNTY FIREMEN MEET FOR THE SIXTH TIME
The firemen’s Convention at North Amherst was one of the best ever held. The attendance was large, conservative estimates placing the crowd from five to seven thousand. Of course the Cleveland Vets were there and brought their fire apparatus with them. Elyria, Vermilion and Grafton also had their hand engines.
The convention was held at the town hall and representatives from Elyria, Lorain, Wellington, Oberlin, Vermilion as well as North Amherst were present. The Cleveland Veterans who are honorary members were also present. Grafton having recently organized a fire department with seventeen members was abmitted [sic].
The meeting was called to order by Pres. Buttonbender. Mayor Baker of North Amherst delivered a short address of welcome to which the chairman replied. The mayors of Lorain Oberlin, Wellington and Vermilion made short addresses, as did also several fire chiefs.
After listening to the reports of officers the veteran firemen of Oberlin, Elyria and Wellington were admitted. Later a resolution was adopted admitting the ex-firemen and Veterans.
The old officers wee on motion unanimously reelected.
Fine dinners were served for the visitors after which the parade was formed. There were eight departments represented and accompanied with bands. All made a fine showing.
After the parade followed the various amusements. In the evening a fine lost of fireworks were displayed.
The firemen and people of North Amherst deserve much credit for the manner in which so large a crowd of visitors were entertained and as the first convention was held there and organized by North Amherst men it is fitting that they should feel proud of the 6th Annual Convention.
A number of interesting items concerning the convention will be published next week.
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School Commencement, Aug. 28.
Go to C. Schwensen’s for Bread, cakes and pies.
O.W. Marble of Sandusky, has been found guilty of practicing medicine without a license. The penalty is a fine. He is a Christian scientist.
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Fish.
State Game Warden J.C. Potterfield says that 500,000 fish will be place [sic] in the rivers of the state this fall.
The product of the state hatcheries will be twice as great as last year.
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In Memoraim [sic]
Memorial services were held Sunday morning at the Congregational Church in honor of the members of the Brooks family who died during the small-pox epidemic this spring and who were buried without services. A large number of friends and relatives were present. The services were conducted by Rev. A.J. Kaley assisted by Rev. Hamlin. The music was very appropriate for the occasion.
The friends and relatives from abroad were: Mr. and Mrs. Alesen Davis, Mr. and Mrs. Bert Davis, Mr. and Mrs. Chas. Davis, Mr. and Mrs. Parsons and daughters, Mr. and Mrs. Heald, Mr. and Mrs. Holsey Brooks, Hattie Black, Albert Scoville, Mr. Weeks.
The following are obituaries of the deceased;
Miss Mable G. Brooks was born November 9th 1883 died June 3rd. 1903 at the age of 19 yrs. 6mo. 3days.
Mr. Orville H. Brooks was born January 9th1879 died June 5th 1903 at the age of 24 yrs. 5mo. 3 weeks and 5 days.
William Henry Brooks was born in Vermilion, O., Jan. 15, 1829, and has lived here every since, with the exception of one year which he spent in Michigan. He united with the Congregational Church in 1871.
He was joined in marriage with Anne Catherine Baumhart, Nov. 24, 1852. Mr. and Mrs. Brooks celebrated their Golden Wedding Anniverary [sic], Nov. 24, of last year, little thinking that it would be the last Nov. 25 they would spend together.
To this union were born eight children: - Jas. A.; Lucy A.; Hattie E.; Holsey C.; Mary G.; Jennie E.; Martha V.; and William H.; Jr. He being the youngest and the only one who has been taken away in the family before the death of his father, which occurred just two weeks previous.
He was a noble man respected by everyone, and is missed by his host of admiring friends. He was cheerful to the last and his final words were pertaining to the comfort of Mrs. Brooks. The only one present at the time of his death. He died May 29, 1903 age 74 years., 4 mo. 14 days.
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BROWNHELM.
Extensive repairs have been made in the school-house on the Lake Shore.
J.H. Baumhart is tearing down his old barn and shed which he expects to replace by a fine new one. The work is to be done by Contractor Gegenheimer of Vermilion.
Miss Tillie Wagner of Vermilion was in town several days last week.
Born – To Mr. and Mrs. John Minch, a daughter.
Mrs. C.G. Leimbach, Mrs. Kishman and daughter Emma and Mrs. Clausis attended the funeral of Mrs. John Neiding at Vermilion Wednesday.
Born – To Mr. and Mrs. French, a son.
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Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Englebry and little daughter were in town Sunday.
Mrs. J. Delker is the guest of a sister in Cleveland.
Mr. and Mrs. Philip Minch, of Cleveland wee the guests of Jacob Englebry and family Sunday.
And old time friend from abroad will preach in the Cong’l church next Sunday.
E.T. Bottomley and daughter, Mrs. Pearl Roscoe, left Tuesday morning for Atlantic City, Philadelphia and other easter points. While absent they will be the guests of relatives.
One Cleveland woman was killed and three others injured by being struck by a L.S.E. car on a trestle near Oak Point Sunday.
The tug Strickler left Tuesday morning for Erie Pa., Misses Elizabeth Whitmore and Carrie Mattison went to Lorain on the boat.
A young lady at the park who is in the habit of drinking considerable quantities of vinegar, made a serious mistake the other day. Some one of the family had mixed a cup of lye and this Miss mistook it for vinegar and drank some of it. She probably did not swallow very much of the liquid but her mouth and throat were badly burned. [VV ed. Note: Some of these stories are astounding. Who on earth drinks “considerable quantities of vinegar” for any reason? I note that her name is not given.]
Born – To Capt. and Mrs. Henry Leidheiser, Sunday Aug 16, 1903, a daughter.
Mrs. Chas. Gilchrist and two children are enjoying a trip up the lakes.
Warren Kane and Will Baldwin are taking in the Niagara Falls excursion this week.
Andrew McGregor is home from the lakes.
Miss Gertrude Simon entertained Miss Mary Gibbons of Lorain a few days this week.
Hmmmmmm....
The Reverends Kristi Foster, Wendell Brooker, Louis Bertoni, and James Bidle
A VERY GOLDEN ANNIVERSARY: On Sunday December 2, the congregation of Vermilion’s United Church of Christ Congregational church celebrated their 50th year in their building on State Street across from Vermilion’s Old Schoolhouse. In the big scheme of things 50 years isn’t really a very long time. The half century spent in this building only represents about one quarter of the time the church has existed in the community.
Organized on a cold February day in 1818, when the state of Ohio was only 15 years old and the Village of Vermilion still a dream, it was the beginning of organized worship in this area. Since that day nearly one hundred and ninety years ago, there has been no break in the society's continuing fellowship.
The very first meeting was held in the cabin of Major Eli Barnum on the ridge in Florence Township. (Florence was a part of Vermilion Township until 1817.) The congregation was composed of only six men and six women. Two missionary pastors sent out by the Connecticut Missionary Society were also present; the Reverend Mr. Amassa Loomis and the Reverend Mr. Alvin Coe. Reverend Coe would come to be the first pastor of the fledgling new church.
For about the first decade the congregation met for services in private homes throughout the area. By 1828, church membership reached 42, and a decision was made to erect a permanent house of worship. After carefully considering the location for a building site, a spot was chosen about two and one-half miles from the lake, a few rods east of Risden Road (then called Cuddeback Road). In 1835 The Ohio House of Representatives granted the church Articles of Incorporation as the First Congregational Church of Vermilion, Huron County, Ohio. Due to shifts in the center of population caused by industrial expansion church officials decided to move the church from the original location to a place on the ridge near Darrow and Vermilion-Savannah (now State) Roads. This move proved to be, however, ill-thought. So - in 1838, church trustees chose Lot 130 on the public square in the newly incorporated Village of Vermilion as the site upon which they would build a new church. The site was just north of the old Town Hall. The building they intended to erect would be brick with a white steeple and trim.
On December 20, 1843 a lovely New England-style building was completed and dedicated . It was the first church in Vermilion Village. The township at that time had a population of 1,400 souls.
As the years passed the congregation grew and the “well used” church was beginning to show it. Some of the bricks were crumbling and were in a "generally dangerous” condition. Thus, 1885 saw church officials appoint a committee to solicit funds for a new and larger church building.
In 1886 the walls were pulled down at a cost of $50 and the bricks cleaned and readied for use for the new foundation. The required new bricks came to $13.50 for 2,250 bricks. The bell had been removed and polished for re-use in the new steeple. In August, the foundation stone was laid with due ceremony, and the congregation adjourned to the E. and R. Church where they continued to meet during the first year of a two-year building program.
On January 15, 1888, the bell from the former church building called a joyful congregation to worship in a new House of the Lord. This building still stands, and is now the home of Millet’s Auction House.
By the 1950’s, increasing membership called for a larger house of worship. After some serious discussion a committee was set up and a financial campaign began. The campaign culminated in 1956 with a subscription of $164,000. The present four-acre site on State Street, the “old Wilbur property," was purchased and construction was immediately begun.
On December 1st 1957 the congregation gathered in the newly built church on State Street for worship and dedication services. The Reverend James Bidle, Pastor, and Reverend Earl T. English, Pastor Emeritus, presided over those services.
Reverend Bidle served the Vermilion congregation until 1962 when he was called to service elsewhere. Following him was the well known Vermilion Pastor, the Reverend Mr. Louis E. Bertoni, who served until his retirement in 1996. Currently the Reverend Dr. Wendell A. Brooker, and the Reverend Kristi L. Foster conduct worship services, and other activities in the church.
As was indicated at the start of this essay, 50 years - in the big scheme of things - isn’t’ really a very long time. But as the Reverend “Jim” Bidle so aptly put it in his Sunday (12-2-07) reflections about his years with the Vermilion church - one must ask oneself at such times, “Where am I now, and where am I now going?” We all know where the yesteryear took us.
It was a very golden anniversary.
Ref: Betty Trinter, History of Vermilion’s Congregational Church, 1993; Published in the Vermilion Photojournal 12/06/07; Written 12/02/07 @ 5:34 PM.
Ian S. Hagemann
Alexandria, VA
Age 17
Portable Vision Field Analyzer
Ian Hagemann began his career as an inventor at a very young age. Before he was two-years-old, Ian made himself a new pair of shoes out of plastic tubes. At an early age he began to read everything he could get his hands on. He also loved rocks and model rocketry. Ian’s family lived in Paris for several years where he learned to speak French fluently.
During his senior year at Thomas Jefferson High School, Ian invented the Portable Vision Field Analyzer (or PVFA) as a science project. The PVFA analyzes the eye to detect glaucoma, strokes, tumors of the brain, and other neurological disorders accurately and quickly. Other machines doing the same job are the size of refrigerators and cost nearly $20,000.
In 1996, Ian won first place in the Duracell/NSTA Scholarship Competition. Ian has finished his first year at Princeton.
"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 townships south of Vermilion. Methinks you'll find this history quite fascinating.
THE PIONEERS.
RIPLEY.
…all taken; every available bit of standing room within the house was occupied and a crowd stood at the door. In the evening more were present than in the morning. The door was taken from its hinges and the sash from the low windows, that those who were unable to obtain entrance might hear. Rev. H. G. Dubois was present, and took charge of the meeting. His theme was “redemption," and “he spoke," says Mr. Paine, “as only H. G. Dubois could speak under such circumstances and to such an audience." At first a death-like stillness pervaded the room, but as he proceeded it was broken by sighs and groans and prayers. "God be merciful to me, a sinner," fell from lips unused to supplication. Notice was given that school would be discontinued and more meetings held. The service was concluded and a meeting appointed for the next day, but the audience did not disperse for an hour. Nearly all seemed reluctant to leave.
The Monday meetings caused an increase in zeal, and those who had labored in the cause were rewarded by seeing many results of their work. A large number of young people were converted, among them George Paine, afterwards a local preacher in the Methodist church. The day closed with rejoicing on every side. Many were led to take an interest in the services who seldom, if ever, had attended meetings before. Among them was one who had said that "he preferred his gun and the woods to any of their Methodist pow-wows." He came to one of the meetings; went away in a thoughtful mood; returned the next day, and before the meeting was over he was found on his knees, unconscious of all that was passing around him. The meeting closed and he remained. A few tarried with him and prayed. While the hymn 'Alas! and did my Savior bleed," was sung, the nervous system of the hale, strong man gave away; he was overpowered and lay as one dead, prostrate upon the floor. The news spread that Austin Taft was converted, and had the effect of increasing the already widespread interest in the revival. The attendance increased. People came from Greenwich, Fitchville, Fairfield, New Haven, Plymouth, and Blooming Grove. The meeting was divided and subdivided, some going north a mile and a half to a house on the farm of D. G. Parker, and others gathering at private houses in different parts of the township.
One evening meeting was remarkable for the number of the conversions. The excitement seemed to reach its culminating point. The young converts were zealous and enthusiastic; old professors caught their spirit. Among them was the Rev. Joseph Edwards, or, as he was move commonly known, "Priest" Edwards, a Presbyterian minister of the old school. He was severely opposed to anything like excitement in religious gatherings, but on this occasion seemed to have become so thoroughly infected with the popular feeling as to forget his theory and practice. He praised God in a loud voice, shouted hallelujah, clapped his hands, and finally fell from his seat to the floor. Many others were affected in the same manner.
L. D. Seymour (since the Rev. L. D. Seymour of the North Ohio conference) was, by birthright, a member of the society of Friends. He had lapsed from the teachings of his fathers and had broken away from all restraint, so far as religion and morals were concerned. He was proud, profligate and profane. He went to the meeting to make sport, soon became deeply interested, and began in a course of thought, which speedily led to his complete conversion. John Bare, still a resident of Ripley, was another of the converts of this meeting. The tavern keeper was persuaded to cease selling liquor, and the family altar took the place of the bar in his house. The whole country for miles around was thoroughly aroused by the wonderful revival, and after it was over its fame spread farther and farther, and in places at a considerable distance religious teachers engaged themselves in similar movements. The meetings were discontinued on the eleventh day. Over one hundred persons, young and old, had been converted. Most of them joined the infant churches of the new settlement. Some of the converts were from the neighboring townships, and they carried home a religious enthusiasm, which caused good results in their communities. This memorable revival, interesting alike from the secular and religious point of view, was commemorated thirty-three and a third years after by a reunion held in Ripley. Only eleven of the one hundred persons converted were present. A few had fallen from the faith, others had removed to distant parts of the country, some had died still in the enjoyment of the religion they had first found at the meetings in the winter of 1837. The majority were still members either of the church militant below or of the church triumphant above.
THE CONGREGATIONAL CHURCH
was originally known by the name of the Free Congregational Church, and was an outgrowth of the Presbyterian Church. It was founded upon the principle that slavery was wrong, and that it was a part of the duty of the church of God to discountenance it and work for its suppression. The church was organized on the 18th day of June, 1851, and, in the main, owed its existence to the Rev. Amos Dresser, of Oberlin, who afterward became very popularly known through the whipping he received at the hands of a number of chivalric southern gentlemen, because of his anti-slavery opinions. When the question of slavery was forever decided, the church dropped the distinguishing portion of its title and retained only that by which it is known to-day[sic]—the Congregational Church of Ripley. The original members of this church were: Harvey Hubbard, Henry E. Brown, Sarah Hall, Francis H. Hubbard, Sarah W. Brown, Joel Hall, Mary Hall, Justice Brown and Clarissa Edwards. Rev. Joseph Edwards gave a piece of land worship was built upon it in 1853, at an expense of one thou-…
Excerpts from: The Fire Lands, Comprising Huron and Erie Counties, Ohio; W.W. Williams - 1879 -
Press of Leader Printing Company, Cleveland, Ohio
VERMILION ARTIFACT #13
LAKE SHORE ELECTRIC #174: An artifact? Yes and No. It's a color pencil sketch of the LSE Car #174 by Vermilionite Frank Homitz. It's something I scanned back in August of 2007 - and I like it. The sketch was (I believe) taken from a photograph of the car as it waited for passengers at Ceylon Junction. When the electric line was retired this care was also retired. For years it sat along West River Road in Vermilion just across from the entrance to the Olympic Outing Club. A few years ago it was purchased, restored, and now sits as an exhibit in (I think) a museum in Newark, Ohio.
Late Vermilion / Mitiwanga resident / teacher Sarah Welker told me that she used to ride this car to Sandusky when she was young. Gosh how the years fly...
GREETING CUSTOMS FROM AROUND THE GLOBE
Bangladesh -- one makes a relaxed salute with the right hand.
Benin -- young men often snap fingers when shaking hands
Botswana -- people touch hands, like a handshake that doesn't include a grip, just lightly grazing palms and fingers. They ask each other: "How did you wake?" (It's interesting, in our family, we often ask, "How did you sleep?")
Cambodia -- here, one would put your hands together like "praying hands" holding them against your chest. The higher you hold your hands, the more respect you show.
Bhutan -- they ask, "Is your body well?"
Central African Republic -- good friends slap rights hands, then grab each other's middle finger using a thumb and middle finger, then "snap" the other person's finger. Sounds painful, but I'd love to have someone show me how it's done.
Gabon -- show respect by shaking a person's hand with both hands
Georgia (no, not the state) -- their word for hello literally means, "Let you win". I wonder if that works with politicians?
Ghana -- The people from the Twi tribe say "eh-ti-zain", which means "how is your soul perceiving the world". The positive response of "eyeh" means everything. So you are good when your soul is perceiving everything around you. (Emailed by Max Holland)
Greece -- back-slapping takes the place of shaking hands in many greetings.
Grenada -- sometimes friends might tap clenched fists
Guam -- there is a Chammoros tradition on Guam in which the Elder's right hand is clasped over the greeters right hand (like helping someone down a step), then the greeter bows and lifts Elder's hand to the forehead. Usually followed by a "Nyot" for the men and a "Nyorra" for the women. Sent to me by R/Jorge Concepcion Roberto, "born and raised, a proud Chamorro of Guahan."
Iceland -- their simple greeting means "Happy".
Jamaica -- "Waapun" one might say. It's a squished version of "What's happening?"
Mauritania -- some of the Moorish background might greet you with "On you no evil"
Mauritius -- they cut right to the chase in some villages here. Their hello literally means, "Speak!"
Micronesia -- the Yapese people greet with "It was good."
Maldova -- some men might greet a woman by kissing her hand while saying, "I kiss your hand." Why? What else would he be doing? Looking to nibble on ladyfingers? Sorry... gotta keep an open mind.
Mongolia -- rural people might exchange a pipe as a greeting
Mozambique -- northern people clap hands three times before saying hello
Maori -- some press noses together while closing their eyes. I wonder how often noses bump that way.
PODCAST #0:This week the Vermilion Views Podcast #0 is none existant - again. I'm waiting until I've got something nice that's easy to load.
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'".
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.
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How the old links menu looked
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Vol.9, Issue 25, September 3, 2011
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