THE FIRST POEM TREE
DESKTALK: Welcome to December everyone. The desktop pic this week is simply a graphic I made for an idea I had (but never really followed up with) for “VV”. Someday I may actually use it for something other than a desktop pic. But for now I just wanted to look at it – and think on it.
A BUST: This week’s been a bust for me. I got nothing done. And the things I did turned to________.
I went to the towing company to pay for work that was done on my brother’s car. When I was leaving I backed my truck into the trailer hitch on another pick-up and bent the heck out of my bumper. (Through I suppose that’s what they’re there for.) Then, as I was pulling the aerial up on my portable P.A. system and broke the aerial off.
All my innocent endeavors were for naught. Well, perhaps they weren’t altogether useless. They just proved to be counter-productive. They are more on the order of breaking a shoelace: Irritating, but hardly earth shattering.
BILL R. My old friend Bill Ream emailed me a few days ago after visiting his daughter Whitney, her husband Matt, and his first grandson Parker William. While there the weather got him remembering Vermilion in the late Fall. That spawned a craving in him for cider from his Uncle Andy Ortner’s orchard and (from where else?) Schwensen doughnuts.
Bill, for those who may not know or have forgotten, is the son of Vermilionites “Doc” Howard and Helen Ream. “Doc” was a popular Vermilion schoolteacher, and Helen was a beautician. Bill and his spouse Darlene currently abide in New Port Richey, Florida. I was real happy to hear from him.
One thing I note about many, many people who've taken up their lives in other parts of the country and the world is that they all refer to Vermilion as “home”. And so it always will be…
Historically,
ALBERT CASELTON TARRANT
ACT: My brother, Albert “Al” Tarrant died this week. He’d been quite ill for several weeks (though he certainly never admitted it). Yesterday (11/30/12) his funeral was held at Vermilion’s Riddle Funeral Home. This is what I had to say of him:
Last Saturday night as my brother-in-law Dave, my sister Ginny and I sat with Al in the hospital emergency room the doctor came in to talk with all of us about Al’s condition. (He was still very conscious at that time.) After talking just a bit with him the doctor said, “I’ve only been talking with you for about five minutes and I know this about you already. You’re the type of person who won’t complain about anything. You won’t tell me the truth if I ask.” (I should point-out that what the doc was referring to was the way he felt physically.)
“Oh no,” Al told him, “I’ll tell you the truth,” and he eventually went on to tell the doc how, when he was trying to move a heavy object, it fell on him and hurt him inside…The problem was that it happened ten years ago.
In short, the doctor really and truly had him pegged. Al never lied to anyone about his feelings – physical or mental. He’d just, rather artfully, try to change the subject. But that was my “I’ll go it alone and do it myself for as long as I can” brother Albert.
Being number eight of eight children I grew up looking up to all my brothers and sisters. I was, and remain, proud of each of them. When other kids bragged about their siblings I had seven better ones to brag about. And I can honestly say I begrudged none of them.
At about age 14 he went to work at the Maurer-Wikel Dairy as a runner. And from then on he never really stopped running. When Reiter bought the dairy he continued working there. And when the dairy closed Reiter asked him to go to wherever their headquarters was located and continue working for them. But he refused. He took a little time off, studied, and went to work for Central exterminating. It was a big jump from processing and delivering milk to processing poison to kill insects.
Anyway, what was always most evident to me was his work ethic. He was a very dedicated employee. Someone you could always count on – come hell or high water. And to be honest he was just as dedicated to family, friends, and any organization he joined. If he encountered difficulties it was not because he had changed. It was because the environment – the people and things around him – had changed.
In a million ways Albert was an extremely eccentric person. I doubt that he ever realized that. His “damn bird” (That is, by the way, how I, along with all my brothers and sisters, saw it. I had often said that if Al should die before the damn bird that I would open the window and set him free. But In truth, I don’t know what I would have done.) – Anyway the bird became his best friend on earth. Some weeks after the parrot died last summer I asked him what he did with it. He told me that after all these years with him that he couldn’t bear to put him in the trash, so he had the fellow who lives next door bury him in the backyard. But we all have our foibles. And bird or no bird I certainly loved and admired my big brother faults and all.
In the house where we born and grew up together at 510 Perry Street there was an adage in a little frame at the top of the stairway that read: “A friend is not a fellow / Who is taken in by Sham. / A friends is one who knows your faults / And doesn’t give a damn.”
So Albert never ever lied about his health or anything else. He just very artfully changed the subject so that it was never directly about him. But today I can truthfully say, “I gotcha Al!. This is about you.” And, by the way, thanks for the memories. Thank you very much...
BIG DOINGS IN VERMILION IN JUNE 1942: Vermilionite Merle Koppenhafer stopped in at the Museum a few weeks ago with a question about an article that he thought had appeared on the front page of The Vermilion News somewhere around June or July in 1940. It seems that a burglar had broken into the family home on Perry Street and his mother and father had captured him. Merle recalled that the entire neighborhood had been awakened by the ruckus. He thought that Mary Louise (“Tootie” Reisinger) Chandler had been on the scene because he recalled she’d been out on a date with a beau. I told Merle that I’d look for the article when I got our microfilm reader and try to get him a copy. Well, we finally got the reader.
I mused that 1940 have been a bit early for the article if I based it on his recollection of my friend Tootie’s date. I knew that she graduated from high school in 1944, and I thought that it unlikely that her parent’s would have allowed her to be out late on a date when she was 14. And as it turned out I was right. The incident took place in June of 1942.
It seems that after the family had gone to bed for the night Mrs. Koppenhafer (Alma) woke to a sound in their room. Waking her husband, George, they lay there listening until they heard another noise. Then while leaving the bed to turn on the lights Mr. K. “stepped on a crouching form of a man”. He struggled with the man, out from the bedroom into the hall, down the stairs and through an open front door to the porch – the racket waking Mrs. Koppenhafer’s mother, Mrs. Cuddeback, and the couple’s young son Merle in the process. A screen door temporarily stopped the intruder and allowed Mr. K. an opportunity to grasp him about the legs causing them to tumble down the concrete steps into the yard. Out in the yard Mrs. K. joined the struggle grabbing the hapless fiend around the head. And with both Koppenhafer’s on him he was forced to the ground where they held him until help arrived. That help came in the form of neighbors Bud Clark, Floyd Stokes, Tom Williams and Glen Martin. Together they detained the burglar until the Village Marshal arrived. He handcuffed the burglar and turned him over to the sheriff’s office.
At Mayor’s court the following Saturday the bungling burglar gave the name of Ernest Moore of 31st Street in Cleveland. He was fund to be an escaped murderer from a Georgia prison, having fled there in January of 1939. The sheriff took him to Cleveland the following Wednesday where he confessed to having broken into more than 80 houses during previous months. It turned out that the police had been looking for him and his accomplices for five months.
The News article stated that Moore “…was tall, slender and wiry. He had cut a small hole in the screen of the west window over the sink in the Koppenhafer’s kitchen through which he unfastened and raised part way, and standing on an upturned lawn mower, crawled thought the window. He was without shoes, and he took the precaution to unlock and open the door on the porch, but had failed to note the type of lock on the screen door.” – which, as it turned out was his downfall (no pun intended).
Aside from cuts, scratches and bruises on his chest Mr. K. received a deep cut on his right thigh, and a cut on his left arm from an open pocketknife during the struggle. Mrs. K. received a knife cut on her left hand. The intruder had also bitten both folks. Vermilion Dr. Heinig was called and tended to their wounds. Authorities found Mr. K’s watch in the intruder’s pocket, and another unopened pocketknife on the stairs. And that was “Big Doings in Vermilion” in June, 1942. Methinks it was probably enough for the whole year.
SHOPTALK: The VNPSM desktop pic this week is a scan of what I consider to be a very odd glass negative. I believe it was a double exposure. On one side is a faded pic of the Vermilion Light. The other contains the image seen above. I believe it’s one of the first pix of the Linotype machine in The News. It’s hard to see, but it doesn’t appear that the other linotype machine that is in the building now – was there when this photo was taken.
MARGARET – THE WORKER: Hey, if you’ve got some tough job to do in your house just ask Margaret Worcester to help. She’s been removing crummy old carpeting and linoleum from the museum apartment with gusto. It’s neither an easy nor pleasant task, and with crowbar and box-cutter in hand she gets right to it. I wish I had some of her energy.
VISITORIUM: I’m awful sorry that I don’t have a proper name, but a former Vermilionites visited the museum this week with an armload (and two) of Vermilion memorabilia. His first name is Jim. But his last name (I am unable to clearly make out from the guestbook) is a mystery. It may be Hall or Wall. He grew up in Elberta Beach and currently lives in South Carolina.
In any case, Jim had some pix of Vermilion that I’d never ever seen before. He had some rare pix of Liberty, Exchange, and Perry streets. They’re hard to place having had just a brief look at them. But they are rare.
I hope that someday he returns and I’ll have more time to look at all these things. Between Jim and my friend Bill Hlavin there is a veritable treasure trove of Vermilion “stuff”
PRINTING: Aside from all the structural projects ahead of us (and utility costs) we’re focusing on getting one of the printing presses in operational condition. That will likely be the Chandler-Price (c.1900) that is the oldest in the building. The estimated cost of reconditioning it at this time is around $500. It will not (at least the thinking is at this time) be powered by electricity. Originally depressing a treadle, like an old sewing machine, ran the press. It would be nice to put it back into the original condition.
PLAQUE FOR SPECIAL PROJECTS SPONSORS: We’ll soon have a nice plaque in the museum honoring persons who have contributed funds for special museum projects. At the moment we only have one name. We expect to have many more.
SEARCHING: We currently interested in finding copies of The Erie County Reporter from 1880 to 1920 or '30. Nobody on earth seems to have them. If you have knowledge of any of them we'd appreciate hearing from you. There's a great deal of Vermilion information in them.
FIVE-OH-ONE-CEE-THREE: It’s now official. The museum is officially a 501(c)(3) organization. Consequently, all donations to the museum are tax deductible. This is retroactive to November of 2011. (Thank heaven. Now I can fret about something else for months on end.)
VISITING HOURS: The museum is open Mondays, Wednesdays, and Sundays from 1 to 4 PM. On Saturday the museum it is open from 11 AM to 2 PM. A small admission donation of $3 (for adults) is requested. Children under the age of 11 will be admitted for free.
POST OFFICE BOX: Please note that the MUSEUM has a post office box now. Now we won’t have to use our home address, nor the one at the shop for mail.
MEMBERSHIPS: Memberships to the VERMILION NEWS PRINT SHOP MUSEUM are now available. Funds generated will go toward the aforementioned renovations and maintenance of the shop.
If you would like to become a member the VNPSM you can send a check or money order to:
Vermilion Print Shop Museum P.O. Box 792 Vermilion, Ohio 44089
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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...
Vol. VIII,NO.29. – DECEMBER 22, 1904.
The case of Henry Fisher vs. the Lake Shore Electric Railway company has been filed in the common pleas court on appeal from the docket of Justice E.G. Rhodes of Berlin township. Plaintiff sues to recover $25 damages for a hog which was killed about Oct. 2, 1901 due according to the complaint to the company’s failure to arrange for a gate in a piece of property to be fenced by the defendant.
In the case of John R. Hough vs. the Lake Shore Electric Ry. company plaintiff, through Attorney Ray, filed reply to answer of defendant.
The plaintiff in the case of Lena Klatt against the Lake Shore Electric Railway company filed a reply containing a general denial of the statements set forth in the defendant’s answer.
Statistics show that during th past year 284 marriage licenses were issued and the divorce cases for the year numbered 55 or about 19 per cent. Last year sixty petitions were filed.
One of the principal topics of newspaper discussion as well as among the fishermen is the decrease in the quantity of fish in the lake. At the present rate the fishing industry will be a thing of the past. Some of our legislators are very busy figuring out some scheme to preserve the fish.
The Erie county coroner’s annual report which has just been issued shows that the total number of cases upon which action was taken for the year 1901 was 46 of which 12 deaths were due to some form of disease of the heart, two of apoplexy. 16 were killed by accidents, five suicide and 11 died from other causes.
Of these deaths only three were females and 13 males. The oldest was a soldier at the Soldiers and Sailors’ home, being 83 years of age, and the youngest was two years of age.
We are sorry to note the serious illness of Mr. J.C. Sawyer.
A number of Vermilionites were called Sandusky yesterday as witnesses in the Evans trial.
Died – Dec. 30, 1904, after an illness of three weeks, at the home of her father, S. Hughes, Miss Bessie Hughes age twenty.
The Vermilion Township Board of Education met and organized Monday afternoon. The board is composed of the following: C>L. Kuhlman, Chas, Kuhl, A.W. Leadrach, F.C. Morgan and P.J. Miller. A.W. Leadrach was chosen president and J.A. Klarr, clerk.
The Board of Education of Vermilion village met Monday evening and adjourned sine die after caring for the unfinished business of the year.
The new board, which consists of five members, Geo. Fischer, E.L. Coen, A.H> Leimbach, C.H. Nuhn, and J. Gegenheimer were sworn in. Geo. Fischer was elected president and C.A. Trinter, clerk. The bond of Village Treasurer, Jacob Englebry, who by virtue of the new code becomes treasurer of the school board was read and accepted.
President Fischer appointed the following committees for the ensuing year: Finance, Fischer and Gegenheimer; Grounds and Buildings, Coen and Gegenheimer; Supplies, teachers and textbooks, Nun and Leimbach. There being no further business to come before the board they adjourned.
The body of a well-dressed stranger was found at Black’s crossing on the L.S.& M.S. Ry. tracks late Sunday afternoon. The remains were removed to C.H. Englebry’s undertaking establishment. An examination elicited the following.
He was probably a German, 25 or 30 years of age, about 5ft. 8 or 9 in. in height and weight about 180 lbs. No marks on body. Smooth face except short mustache black hair, brown eyes. His dress was good and as follows: Suit, invisible plaid, marked, “Nast” Clothier, Toledo, O, sweater, new shoes, new cap with ear laps which button on the crown. His overcoat was considerably worn.
His body was terribly mangled: his head was crushed, only a portion of his face being unmarred. The upper portion of his body was ground to a pulp Several who viewed the remains say it was the worst sight they had ever witnessed.
Hmmmmmm....
"...these keepsakes are not especially old, nor exceptionally valuable, but they are relatively rare
VERMILION ARTIFACTUALS: As much as numerous people save and appreciate old photographs pertaining to Vermilion (and elsewhere) there are probably items just as interesting at the bottom of sock drawers throughout our community that have lain overlooked and forgotten like the sarcophagi of Egyptian kings – for eons. Well, maybe they’ve not been there that long. But the years pass quickly, and in their passing we tend to set so many little things aside for safe keeping that we forget we have them. Then one day, while rifling through a drawer searching frantically for a pair of socks that match, we are thrilled when we inadvertently unearth one of these relics – as well as the memories associated with them.
The three rather small Vermilion mementos (pictured) are prime examples of the types of items that may be ensconced in sock drawers around town and elsewhere in America. While these keepsakes are not especially old, nor exceptionally valuable, they are relatively rare.
The item at the top of the photo is what many have heard about, but have seldom seen; a honest-to-goodness wooden Nickel. Vermilion’s Centennial and South Shore Regatta committees “minted” it in 1937 as a souvenir for Vermilion’s 100th birthday. J.A. Berk was Vermilion Mayor; George Snyder (then Vermilion’s school Superintendent) was the committee Chairman; and A.E. Beeckel (the local undertaker) was Secretary-Treasurer. “Up to noon, August 16, 1937” the ligneous coin was, in fact, worth five cents in local shops and the Vermilion Banking Company.
The token beneath the wood nickel was also worth five pennies; but apparently only at Mehnert’s News Stand in exchange for ice cream, cigarettes & other tobacco products. Though the year / years the piece was used does not appear on the coin it was probably during the 1930s also. The newsstand was located in the building presently occupied by the J.A. Berk Real Estate Appraisal firm on Liberty just west of (adjacent to) the current home of Vermilion’s wonderful Main Street Soda Grill.
The item beneath the old tokens had no exchange value, but was no less valuable. It was, obviously, an advertising souvenir from Vermilion’s Erie County Bank when it occupied the southwest corner of Liberty and Division / Main streets. It had practical value because it was designed for use as a screwdriver one could carry on a keychain or in a purse or pocket. But more important than either of those things it was also intended to be a good luck charm. (Note the 4-leaf clover on the back of the item.) In short, there was no lack of creativity in advertising when this artifact was designed.
In fact, there was no scarcity of imagination when any of these items were manufactured – and, believe it or not, none were made outside the United States of America. Those were, of course, different times. But once in a while it’s just fun to just look over these old Vermilion “artifactuals” that we might uncover in our sock drawers, and as the announcer at the start of the old Lone Ranger radio program used to advise,” Return with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear…”
Charles Martin Hall was born in Thompson, Ohio, on December 6, 1863. He spent much of his youth in Oberlin, Ohio. As a child, Hall was an avid reader. After reading his father's college chemistry textbook, Hall decided to become a chemist. He constructed his own chemistry laboratory in his parents' home after he graduated from Oberlin College in 1885.
In 1886, Hall discovered a process that made aluminum easy to manufacture and, thus, feasible for commercial use. It took the chemist two years to find a company willing to utilize his discovery. In 1887, Hall introduced his manufacturing process to the Cowles Electric Smelting Company in New York. Unfortunately for Hall, the company ceased manufacturing aluminum in 1888.
Undaunted with this setback, Hall took a position with the Pittsburgh Reduction Company in Pennsylvania. This company eventually became the Aluminum Company of America and was the leading aluminum manufacture in the United States during the 1890s. Hall became vice-president of this firm in 1890. Aluminum became immensely popular in the creation of a large number of products, making Hall a very wealthy man. Aluminum was especially useful in the construction of automobiles and airplanes. Hall became a member of the board of trustees of Oberlin College in 1905. He died in Daytona Beach, Florida, on December 27, 1914. Hall left Oberlin College approximately five million dollars in his will.
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.
…An adjourned meeting of the trustees was held July 23, 1826, at which the Job of building a bridge across the deep run brook was let, and turnpiking, including said bridge, six rods, the same to be raised eighteen inches above the surface of the ground; the bridge to be twelve feet long and sixteen feet wide; the whole to be completed by the loth of October, 1826. The work was let to Levi Sutton for the sum of five dollars, sixty-two and one-half cents.
There were present at the October election, 1826, fifty-eight voters. Alexander Campbell received the full number of votes cast, for governor. Eleutheros Cook received fifty-seven votes for representative in congress. David Campbell had fifty-seven votes for State representative.
The township officers for 1879 are: A. Morehead and E. 0. Merry, justices of the peace; Charles D. Smith, clerk; John S. Wise, Daniel Cowle and Charles Sawyer, trustees; E. L. Dole, treasurer; E. 0. Merry, assessor; Jerry De Witt and John Dempsey, constables.
CHURCHES.
FIRST PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH.
The first Presbyterian Church of Lyme was organized in July 1817, by Revs. John Seward, John Treat and Alvin Coe, missionaries from Connecticut, as a committee sent by the Presbytery of Grand River. They came about one hundred miles through the woods for that purpose.
The first meeting was held at the house of Francis Strong, July 15, 1817, by Rev. Mr. Treat. The following persons were examined and approved: Susannah Baker, Phebe Root, Dinah Strong, Anna Ferguson and Anna Silvey. The meeting adjourned till the 17th of July, when John Baker, Francis Strong, Wm. Richey, Wm. Ferguson and Jacob Goodrich, were also examined. These persons, with the exception of Anna Silvey, who was not present at this meeting, subscribed to the articles of faith and covenant presented by the Grand River Presbytery. After divine services, the church held a meeting at which a constitution and articles of faith were adopted. They then made choice of John Baker as moderator, Jacob Goodrich, clerk, and Wm. Richey and Francis Strong, as standing committee.
From the formation of the church, in July, 1817, they met in the log school house, with very little preaching, until 1820, when Lott B. Sullivan, a candidate for the ministry, came among them, and was employed temporarily. On the 39th of March, the church and society gave him a call to settle with them as pastor. He accepted the call, and was ordained and installed June 14th, of the same year. During his pastorate of about three years, fourteen members were added to the church. For the two years following his departure, there was no regular preaching. Sabbath school and day schools were established.
In the spring of 1824, Rev. Enoch Conger, from Susquehanna county, Pennsylvania, came to the county, and located at New Haven and Greenfield, and, in the summer of that year, Rev. John Beach came and located in Lyme and Peru. Mr. Beach preached one-fourth the time at the log schoolhouse in Lyme. His family lived in Peru, where he labored one half of the time. The remainder of the time he preached in the framed schoolhouse, at Cook's Corners.
The people of Lyme and Ridgefield were desirous of having a minister all the time and made application to both Mr. Beach and Mr. Conger to settle with them, leaving the matter with the two ministers to decide which should come. Mr. Conger accepted the call and commenced his labors in October, 182G. He continued as pastor nine years, when he was succeeded by Randolph Stone, who labored with the church six months. He was succeeded by Rev. Xenophon Betts, who remained about three and one-fourth years. In April, 1841, Rev. S. W. Barritt succeeded him; he remained about four and one-half years, and was followed by Rev. H. N. Bissell, in November, 1845. Mr. Bissell continued in charge eight and one-half years, and was succeeded, in July, 1854, by Rev. Theophilus Packard, who remained its pastor about one and one-half years. In January, 1S56, Rev. E. B. Gilbert came. He was followed by Rev. J. B. Sheldon, both of whom served one and one half years. Rev. E. D. Smith came in January 1860, and remained three years. He was succeeded. May 25, 1864, by Rev. W. T. Hart, the present pastor.
In 1870-71, dissensions arose in the church, which finally, by vote, in 1872, withdrew from the Presbytery, and united with the Congregationalists, at the same time changing their name.
The log school and meeting house was built in 1818, and the first brick schoolhouse in 1828, at a cost of four hundred and fifty dollars. The church was built in 1835, and cost two thousand and six hundred dollars. The parsonage and outbuildings cost one thousand dollars.
From 1817 until 1870, there were received into the church three hundred and ninety-seven members. One hundred and thirty-eight have died, and one hundred and thirty-six have been dismissed. Some have wandered off. The total membership in 1870 was eighty-nine. Since that time sixty-one have been received into the church.
Trinity Protestant Episcopal Church was organized September, 1836. The constituent members were: Amos Woodward and wife, Rachel; Stephen Sawyer and wife, Dorothy: Mary Arlington, James Sawyer, Matthew Marvin and wife, Sarah, Joseph Wood and wife, Jonathan Prentiss; Mrs. Julia Ann McCurdy, and possibly, others whose names are forgotten. The first services were held as early as 1822, in one room of the house of Amos Woodward, who read the…
Excerpts from: The Fire Lands, Comprising Huron and Erie Counties, Ohio; W.W. Williams - 1879 - Press of Leader Printing Company, Cleveland, Ohio
ADVERTISING BILL: Vermilionite Wally Wellner handed me this artifact the other day. Some may recall that Duperow’s Restaurant was located on Division / Main Street where Lee’s Landing store is currently located. Ruth and Red Duperow were great friends with my parents.
Ruth and my Mom shared business interests. But they also like to take the car on Sunday drives and visit cemeteries all over the countryside. They liked to read the epitaphs.
My Pa and Red were WW1 veterans. They liked to spend time together in local saloons talking about the war. When they’d had a tad too much Red would start singing in French.
Everybody needs friends like these. But as you see – business was business. I’m frankly surprised that advertising in The News was as expensive as it appears here. It’s not something I really know anything about. But this is an artifact worth keeping and showing at the VNPSM.
NOTE: I have been so distracted this week I forgot to find something for this space. However; these things can stand some review and a few more chuckles.
It’s so simple to be wise. Just think of something stupid to say and then don’t say it.
A lot of beautiful people are stupid. There’s a tremendous amount of idiots who look so good. It’s frightening.
As far as we know, our computer has never had an undetected error.
I hate when I wish on a star only to realize afterward that I just wished on a airplane.
The problem nowadays is stupidity. Why don't we just take the safety labels off everything and see what happens?
Worst excuse ever for not turning in homework: I couldn't find anyone to copy from.
I don't like thinking – it gets me in trouble.
Yes, actually I was stupid enough to fall for you, but you were cruel to let me.
Maybe this world is another planets hell.
When you're arguing with an idiot, make sure the other person isn't doing the same thing.
I'm not stupid I'm just smart in my own way.
Underwear is such an emotional thing.
I have the three things that girls love : I'm smart... AND I'm HOT.
Idiots should get certificates for idiotism... I would farm mine in gold.
Idiots are people who think they can survive a 1000 feet fall with a pair of red underwear and a stupid towel around their neck.
If there are no stupid questions , then what kind of questions do stupid people ask ? Do they get smart just in time to ask questions ?
If all the world is a stage, where is the audience sitting?
I'm not skipping class I'm just not going.
Being stupid is its own reward
Fiction writing is great; you can make up almost anything.
STUPID = Smart Talented Unique Person In Demand
With fame I become more and more stupid, which of course is a very common phenomenon.
The government is not doing enough about cleaning up the environment. This is a good planet.
Sure, it’s going to kill a lot of people, but they may be dying of something else anyway.
Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I’m not sure about the former.
I have opinions of my own –strong opinions– but I don’t always agree with them.
If you have noticed this notice you will have noticed that this notice is not worth noticing
When your dad is mad and asks you, “Do I look stupid?” Don’t answer him
You can’t just let nature run wild.
A low voter turnout is an indication of fewer people going to the polls.
I cannot tell you how grateful I am — I am filled with humidity.
The private enterprise system indicates that some people have higher incomes than others.
Eight more days and I can start telling the truth again.
NADA: I may begin doing the podcasts again; but I'm thinking of just doing audio readings. The videos on-line are just becoming too redundant unless they really show something special. The short videos that appear on the VNPSM Facebook page are more purposeful. You might want to check them out.
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.
Another great book with Vermilion Roots is, "Grandmas’ Favorites: A Compilation of Recipes from Margaret Sanders Buell" by Amy O’Neal, Elizabeth Thompson and Meg Walter (May 2, 2012). This book very literally will provide one with the flavor of old Vermilion. And ye can also find it at Amazon.com. Take a look.
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.
LOCAL ANNOUNCEMENTS: After giving it much thought this link has been "put-down". During the last year most of the folks who used to use this page as a bulletin board have acquired their own and, consequently, no longer need this forum from "Views". I have, however, kept links (in the links section) to Larry Hohler's "Hope Homes" in Kenya - and to Bette Lou Higgins' Eden Valley Enterprises sites. They are historically and socially relevant projects. I suggest that you visit these sites on a regular basis to see "what's shakin'".
THE BEAT GOES ON: This page is generated by a 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
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Vol.10, Issue 38 - December 1, 2012
© 2012 Rich Tarrant