UNTITLED
THE SOUL OF THE ARTIST...: I have made previous mention (probably more than once) that I was actually trained to be an art critic. And I may have followed that comment by also stating that I have little confindence in art critics. They are - to be honest - exceptionally pretentious. So, at the risk of becoming exactly that which I detest I do herein, and nonetheless, proffer my preference(s) on the subject.
A good work of art must possess something of the artist in it. And while I certainly admire the abilities of persons who can duplicate exactly something as precisely as a camera can - such things tend to be without the artist. Even Norman Rockwell - as technically saavy as he was - put much of himself in his work. Ergo; technical acumen is commendable; but there's a place for it. It's called a motel room. I prefer something with the artist in it.
The above untitled painting is an example of that to which I am referring. It's a print given me by my friend, Vermilion artist, Frank Homitz. Frank's work is available in several places around Vermilion; and he'll be making some of it available at Vermilion's upcoming Wooley Bear Festival (9/25/10). I don't do the "WB" nor any other festival - but if you're a festival person you may enjoy visiting Frank's booth to take a look at his work. And say "Hi" for me - will ya?
Historically,
"One of the last vestiges of the system to be dismantled was the L.S.E. bridge spanning the Vermilion River..."
THE ELECTRICS (AGAIN): I have written about the Lake Shore Electric Railway at least six times since this column fell onto the pages of the “PJ”. I mean not to be redundant - but I must confess; like a little boy on Christmas morn, the electrics simply fascinate me. Prior to the creation and installation of electric rail systems in northern Ohio and parts of eastern Michigan (c. 1895) there were but two ways for common folk to get around; by horse or by foot. To be sure, one could travel on the steam railroad or by boat. But neither of them were practical forms of transportation for ordinary households. They tended to be relatively expensive and (to be politically correct) geographically challenged. In brief; one paid good money to be transported to what often was a place that might, or might not, be near their final destination. More often than not additional transport was required. With the advent of the electric systems that scenario dramatically changed - forever. Suddenly the electrics allowed persons living in one place a very viable and reliable opportunity to regularly play, shop, visit, and/or work in another; be that place 5, 10 or even 50 miles away from their respective homes. Turn of the (20th) century advertisements from various firms in Lorain, Ohio began to routinely appear in The Vermilion News. Items in the “Locals” column (wherein brief details such as who went where and visited who for an afternoon or a day appeared) began to detail social excursions that had thereto fore been impractical. Local businesses began to keep their doors open later, and run sales promotions to retain local customers. Photographs (c.1900-1930) of regional recreational spots from Avon Lake’s Beach Park through Vermilion’s Crystal Beach and Linwood Parks, to Sandusky’s fledgling Cedar Point Amusement Park and the Ferry Docks that took folks to the Lake Erie Islands, all graphically show that given easy access great numbers of people took the advantage afforded by the the Lake Shore Electric Railway. And then - on May 15, or 25, or 30 (depending on with whom one confers) in 1938 all Lake Shore Electric revenue services effectively ended. The day of private transportation, the automobile, had arrived. And all that was left to do was to dismantle the system. Unlike several other interurban lines the wrecking process was not given over to commercial scrapping firms. It was instead handled by Fred Coen, who had served as General Manager of the line ever since it was created. Coen, who with his brother Edward had come to Vermilion in 1891 to found The Erie County Bank, opted to use L.S.E. employees to dismantle the system. The process took about two years to complete. As a footnote I would add the following anecdote: One of the last vestiges of the system to be dismantled was the L.S.E. bridge spanning the Vermilion River. During the operation the work crew accidentally dropped it into the stream. The bridge (pictured in its prime) effectively blocked all river traffic and, just as effectively, agitated the blazes out of Village officials. Sixty years after the fact we might easily conclude that the Lake Shore Electric Railway system did not disappear from Vermilion’s yesteryear with a mere whimper. No sir. It went out with a bang.
Ref: The Lake Shore Electric Railway Story; Harwood, Korach, Indiana University Press, 2000; Special Thanks to Interurban Historian Dennis Lamont; Birmingham, Ohio; Published in the Vermilion Photojournal 9/21/06; Written 9/17/06 @ 11:47 AM.
"At least 99.9 percent of that crew...were Vermilionites."
THE WAKEFIELD STORE - PART 3: In November of 1940 the F. W. Wakefield Company formally unveiled a new addition to the plant that would double its capacity for the storage of new products and parts, and to allow increased space for assembling light fixtures. The additional space, designed and built by the Austin Company, was necessary to handle the rapidly growing business in the manufacture of fluorescent lighting equipment. Fifty-five percent of Wakefield's business during the year had been in fluorescence. Just a year prior it had accounted for only 3 percent of that business. And although 1939 had been the best year on record for the company since it was established in 1907, indications were that a full forty percent volume increase in business would be experienced in 1940. Prior to adding this addition the company warehoused materials in rented facilities in various locations throughout the village. This situation was unacceptable to the growing concern. At least six years earlier the pioneer electric lighting company had begun to investigate and experiment with the development of a new unit that would replace glass and metal reflectors on lighting fixtures. Company officials recognized an increasing need to craft an attractive light weight. shock-resistant reflector unit for this purpose, By 1939 such a unit had been developed. and its manufacture had begun. This innovative design which offered "a wealth of glareless light for better seeing", married to a national advertising campaign in trade magazines that would reach over one and a half million businesses and institutions of learning resulted in a substantial increase in demand for the fixtures throughout North America. The F.W. Wakefield Company had really put Vermilion, Ohio on the map as its home. For those who are interested. the material of which this new reflector was made was called Plaskon (after the name' of the company that developed and made it). For the sake of simplicity the reflector was made of a new plastic material capable of-being effectively used in a 200 to 1500 watt reflector and of withstanding temperatures of 300 degrees plus. A '300 to 500 watt reflector was successfully marketed under the name "Commodore". More than a few schools and offices in Vermilion were fitted (and remain fitted) with Wakefield lights. One thing that should never be ignored in any discussion of this company is its workforce. At least 99.9 percent of that crew, here photographed by local photographer Rudy Moc on October 22, 1940 outside the new plant addition, were native Vermilionites. Vermilion was their town and Wakefield was their company. A.F. Wakefield, company President and General Manager in 1940, commented that "these people guide the factory toward Iighting progress.". They, in short, were the F. W. Wakefield Company. Therein were men and women with names like Alice Fazey, Russ Darley,' Edna Mae Maurer, Russ Nieding, Tony Beursken, Orson Kuhnle, John Trinter, Amos Feiszli, Ray Crosier, Flora Hollister, Fred Friday, "Tug" Wilson, Don Hoffman, Eva Krapp, Alf Buell, Art Copeland, Harvey "Buck" Rodgers, and Carl Shroeder. These are but a few of the names of those in this photo. All were an important part of the company and our little village; our schools, our churches, our government. Townsfolk could set their watches by the whistle that called these people to work in the morning and sent them home to their respective families every afternoon. Life was good. It was very good - in that Vermilion of yesteryear.
Ref: The Vermilion News; 11/07/40; 2/24/-38; Special Thanks to: Amos Feiszli and the Vermilion Photojournal; Published in the Vermilion Photojournal 4/15/04; Written 4/11/04.
PAINTING THE TOWN: As previously mentioned this is a preview piece for a new webpage that I am currently developing. Using a new software program in conjunction with Adobe's Photoshop CS4 & 5 I am able to take some already wonderful pix of Vermilion, O. and make them (at least in my view) more "wonderfuller"
CITY OFFICES: Once it were the backdoor to the Erie County Bank bulding on Liberty. Today the building is occupied by the Vermilion City offices. I don't know who owns the building.The structure to the right is the back of the Masonic Temple.
It's odd how much time and expense is put into making the front of these buildings presentable, while the scenes at the backdoors are - at least in this case - a bit unkempt.
However; my backyard is not as nice as my front yard either. I'd like to think that this is because backyards are just more difficult to access. At least that'd be my excuse.
September 18, 2010 9:31 AM
Beautiful.
AGAIN - ANOTHER NEW THING: This will not take the place of the "Macabre" stuff all the time - but will supplement whilst I search for more macabre stories to tell.
So stay tuned...
January 16,1902
THAT PICKLE FACTORY.
A two column and a half article in the Norwalk Chronicle of last week states and Mr. Fry was in that locality looking for a location for a pickle factory. He wished to have 200 acres guaranteed for the first season, which was secured without difficulty as was also offers of location for factory. It also states that he visited Vermilion, Huron and several other places, but seems to think Norwalk a very desirable place. Those who read an article in last week’s News will need no further information concerning what was done at tis place. We think this matter is well worth looking into. A canning factory here wold be of much benefit not only to the farmers but to those in need of work. the Chronicle states that one objection to the lake is that there is no land on that side; well Norwalk’s not the only place on earth; we have sufficient land on the other sides of us to supply the world with pickles. Another think the people back from the lake scarcely realize the benefits of so large a body of water which favors the growth of fruit and vegetables. We would like to hear from some of our readers as to the fitness of the soil around Vermilion for the growth of cucumbers, etc. Our columns are open to all for short articles on the subject. Don’t delay but come forward and express an opinion or make a statement of facts as you know them. A Mr. Valentine formerly a pickle grower of Alligan County, Mich. claims that it is a paying business for the grower. He told of one five acre patch in Allegan county that produced $500 worth of pickles for two years in succession or $100 per acre each year. He also told of one lot of 400 acres that was almost an entire failure as only one picking was gathered when an untimely frost nipped the whole lot. This is something that would hardly happen here as the season is considerably later than in that latitude and the land about here is rather high and the lake winds have a tendency to prolong the season which is an advantage as pickles will continue to bear until frost comes.
----------------------------------------------- The Harbor.
It is currently reported that J. C. Gilchrist will go to Washington in the interest of the people of Vermilion, to present the needs for the harbor. Mr. Gilchrist is a man who is well known and one of the largest vessel owners on the great lakes. We understand that the Committee on rivers and Harbors meets the 24th inst. It is to be hoped that Vermilion will receive a fair appropriation this year, for if something is not done soon the harbor will, in a few years, be close. Once improved and with small appropriations from time to time and we well have as fine a harbor as can be desired..
----------------------------------------------- Stricken with Paralysis.
Mrs. Banning, mother of the late Wm. Banning, was stricken with paralysis, Saturday. She lingered until Wednesday, when she died. Funeral services will be held at the Catholic church, Saturday morning, at 9 o’clock.
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Miss Lena Beckes [sic], aged 19years passed away at St. alex’s hospital in Cleveland, Thursday, January 9. She had been a patient suffers ]sic\ for several months and was cheerful to the last. The remains will be brought here Saturday and taken to the home of her aunt, Mrs. Herbert, on East Broad street. The funeral will be held at St. Mary’s Church Monday morning at 9 o’clock. The deceased leaves two sisters and one brother in this city and three brothers at Vermilion, to mourn the loss of a kind and affectionate sister. They have the sympathy of a large circle of friends. - Elyria Chronicle.
----------------------------------------------- A Big Fire!
The large club house, known as “Hooker’s camp,” situated south of the Lake Shore bridge was totally destroyed by fire Tuesday afternoon at 3 o’clock. The fire was caused by one of the boys accidently [sic] dropping a lighted match through a crack. Fully covered by insurance. Messrs Ries, Parsons, Rathburn and Jay, representing the insurance company settled the claim which amounted to $4.00 Wednesday. The building was owned by Lewis Blattner and Frank Thompson.
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Ask your grocer for White Heather Flour. Mrs. Elizabeth Kneisel is on th sick list. John Shuster is spending the week at Berlin Heights. Miss Katie Claus of Brownhelm spent Sunday among friends here. Dee barnes has been spending a few days visiting his father at Cylon. Mr. and Mrs. Lloyd Driver gave their Shore friends a call last Saturday afternoon. Leave your Laundry not later than Thursday a.m. Nuhm & Trinter. Miss Eliza M. Shuster entertained a few friends at her home Saturday evening. The Misses Anna Heinz and Marie Shuster spent Saturday and Sunday at the latter’s home.
A.R. Rumsey of Cleveland is spending a few days here looking after the interests of his farm. Mr. and Mrs. W.C. Leidheiser and sone Lloyd spent Sunday at Berlin Ht.s the guests of friends. Mame Chester of Avon, O., returned to her home Wednesday after spending a week with relatives here. Sarah goldsmith, who has been very sick at their home on the Ridge, is improving slowly Dr. Englebry is attending her.s
John Ries entertained at a birthday dinner Sunday. The out-of-town guests were Messrs Hall and Dellefield of Lorain. Lemuel Goldsmith and daughter Zetella, of York, Mich., are making a three weeks visit with relatives and friends in this vicinity. Mrs. George Risden attended the 2 to 4 Society held at the home of Mrs. E.B. Welch last Friday afternoon. She reports an enjoyable time and a good attendance, there being twenty ladies present. Local manager Baumhart of the C.U. Telephone Company, has secured the services of A.J. Giddings for another year, as general telephone man and electrician at the local exchange. Mr. Giddings thoroughly understands the business and his services are invaluable in keeping the phones in running order. The German Services at the Reformed church, will be in the afternoon next Sunday. The subject of the sermon will be: “Warum die Eh nicht immer gluecklickis.” [sic] In the evening the pastor will speak on “Changed into the Lord’s image by viewing His Glory.” You may be assured of a hearty welcome at the services. Mrs. Wm. Young of Vermilion spent a few days of this week with her sister, Mrs. Ed Glory. Mr. Young is lying very ill at St. Vincents hospital, Toledo, as the result of an accident. He is Lake Shore freight brakeman and was thrown from a car on a bridge at Toledo recently and was badly bruised about the head and shoulders. Amputation of the right ear may be necessary. - Clyde Enterprise.
----------------------------------------------- Don’t Live Together.
Constipation and health never go together. DeWitt’s Little Early Risers promote easy actions of the bowels without distress. “I have been troubled with costiveness nine years,” says J.O. Greene, Depau, Ind. “I have tried many remedies but Little Early Risers give best resuts.” Nuhn and Trinter.
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The Vermilion dancing Club will give a dance Tuesday evening January 21. Poneroy’s orchestra of six pieces will furnish music. Tickets, $1.00. Don’t forget date.
January 23, 1902
Revival Meeting.
Protracted revival meetings have begun at the German M.E. Church and will continue for some weeks. We most cordially invite the public to attend these meetings especially those of our German friends who have no church home. It is not our aim to draw anyone away from a church to which, by rights, they belong; but we do want to help those who have not yet experienced the sweetness of personal salvation. “O taste and see that the Lord is good.” Meetings every evening at 7 o’clock standard, Saturdays excepted. Respectfully, Rev. A.C. Baur.
----------------------------------------------- Mrs. Coppins Dead.
Mrs. Coppins, age 87, died at the home of her daugher, Mrs. Jennie Pelton, 2 1/2 miles south of Vermilion, on the Furnace corners. Funeral services at Axtel church, Saturday at 1 p.m.
Hmmmmmm....
THE BOYS AT BAY: Three years ago (PJ 8-21-03) I wrote an article describing the birth of the place most Vermilionites have come to know as Volunteer Bay. To briefly reiterate: In 1922 a group of Spanish-American War veterans purchased a 55 acre tract of farmland roughly 3 miles west of Vermilion Village. On this land they planted the seeds for a “planned community” where only honorbly discharged veterans of the Spanish-American War, their wives, widows, and/or lineal descendants could and/or would forever abide. Fast forward 24 years. It’s the summer of 1936. Franklin D. Roosevelt is about to be re-elected to his 2nd term as President of the United States of America. A successful businessman named Henry Ford and his son, with the atypical nom de plume of Edsel, were busy establishing a foundation that would allow citizens substantial grants for education, research, and development. Showing at Vermilion’s Liberty Theater was a film called Swing Time starring Fred Astair and his pretty dance partner Ginger Rogers. And at Volunteer Bay the seeds of the “planned community” sown nearly a quarter of a century before had grown strong roots and begun to blossom. This snapshot came to me, electronically, from Vermilion expatriate and former Volunteer Bay denizen Bill Hlavin now living in Holmes County, Ohio. Bill told me that it was taken at “...the annual supper... always held in conjunction with the annual meeting. That was around the Fourth of July. The meeting was to discuss Volunteer Bay business and elect new officers etc.” He went on to tell me that while this particular affair was a Sauerkraut dinner it was his understanding that the the dinners were”...not always sauerkraut but always done by the men...Of course it was for Volunteer Bay members and guests only. At the time this photo was taken the club house was an old farm house that was the former residence of the former property owner of V.B. It was used for many years as the club house and was used for dinners, parties, dances, etc. I think the dinner deal with the men stopped sometime in the forties. As an aside he also commented; (“I also think part of the supper was an excuse for the men to gather at the club house and drink too much beer.”) Folks who have lived about Vermilion for a number of years will recognize some of the names and faces of the men in the photo. Top L-R: Don Clink, George Hlavin, (Bill’s Dad) Norm DuPerow, Harry Stuart, and Ben Duperow (Norm’s brother.) Bottom L-R: Ted Barret, Harry Meese & Kenneth Wellner. I vividly recall George Hlavin. He was a tall, distinguished, and very well-spoken gentleman. He and his wife used to frequent the Kountry Kitchen Restaurant (now the site of the Old Prague) where I worked when I was a youngster. Harry Meese was a well-known Vermilion realtor who I knew but in passing. Norm Duperow and his wife, Ruth, were good friends of my parents. They owned and operated a restaurant (Duperow’s Restaurant) where Lee’s Landing is now located. Norm was the cook, and Ruth waited on their customers. Much like today’s gathering of the minds at some of the local fast-food emporiums Duperow’s was the scene of the morning coffee clutch for all the local business folk for at least 25 years. Ruth Duperow was Ken (pictured) Wellner’s sister. Their nephews, Paul and Wally, are, today, visibly active members of various veterans groups in our community. Ergo; the roots put in by the boys at Bay so long ago continue to grow and flourish in Holmes County, Vermilion, Ohio, and elsewhere. And I do believe that is what they intended.
Published in the Vermilion Photojournal 10/05/06; Written 10/01/06 @ 12:21 PM
SOMETHING OLD - SOMETHING NEW: The idea for this piece began as an idea for a coffee-table book of historical photographs of Vermilion, Ohio and, hopefully, it will (someday) be realized.
Originally the concept - as previously stated - was just a picture book. But after mentioning such a project in an issue of my weekly web page - Vermilion Views - a reader by the name of Scott Dommin suggested that it might be interesting if it featured photographs of how people, places, and / or things in the City of Vermilion, Ohio appear today along with photos showing how they appeared in the past. Ergo; the title "Now & Then".
"What a great idea." I told both myself and Scott.
[NOTE: I've said that this is going to take some time; and so it is. While I can actually have such a book published at no cost to myself such a venture menas that I have very little control over the make-up of the a book. I don't like the trade-off. So - I'm currently toying with the idea of acquiring equipment and publishing my "stuff" (as well as others) myself. Nothings ever easy.]
Fulper's Sohio / Autoparts store that was right in the heart of Vermilion for the better part of the 20th century (not always as "Fulper's" of course) was completely leveled last week. "There ain't nothing of the buildings left except photographs."
The business was actually a Standard Oil station from the beginning, although, as indicated Fulper didn't always own and operate the business. Glen followed his father into the business. And Glenn's immediate family helped with it until he decided to call it quits a few years back. But since that time it's just been sitting empty.
It was a thriving business for many, many years. But like everything else in America the mega-corporations ran the little guys out of business.
It's hard to say if that's been good or bad. And perhaps it doesn't matter. At least it doesn't to corporate America.
September 18, 2010 9:05 AM.
THE FIRE-LANDS: I found the following information re: the early inhabitants of our area to be extremely informative. Methinks you will also.
I am getting better at transcribing these passages so there are fewer mistakes. But I like to read as I go - and sometimes I fill in the blanks. So tread carefully this trail through yesteryear.
The following series will take thee to the south and west of Vermilion in the Berlin / Berlin Heights area. Methinks you'll find this history quite fascinating.
BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCHES.
REV. PHINEAS BARKER BARBER
was born in Greenwich, Washington county. New York, June 33, 1793. At the age of nineteen, he enlisted as a soldier in the war of 1812 with Captain Cook, in the New York militia, and was honorably discharged. The command of Captain Cook did efficient service, and suffered much. At the time of his decease he was drawing a pension for service rendered during that war. In 1815, at the age of twenty-two, he purchased his first farm in Lock, Cayuga county. New York. June 3, 1819, he was united in marriage with Orpha Morse, daughter of Judge Morse, of the same county, by whom he hid seven children, five of whom are living. In 1830, he came to Ohio with his family, and settled in Berlin, where he lived until his decease. June 26, 1836, his wife died, and, on the 20th of June, 1837, he married Roxanas Heath, who survives him. He was converted to Christianity at the age of twentythree, and entered the ministry of the Methodist Episcopal Church, at the age of twenty-six, and from that time until his death was a zealous worker in the vineyard of the church. His ministry commenced in Ohio, at a time when he could stand in his own door and shoot deer and other game, which he frequently did. In those days, he traveled through the woods on foot to fill his appointments, and preached in churches, school houses and private dwellings. He preached in nearly every township in Erie and Huron counties, and had two or more preaching places in each township. To the fulfillment of his duties as a minister, he brought a cultured and cheerful mind, rare energy of character, industry, economy and hospitality. His liberality knew no bounds but an empty purse. These traits of character were crowned with love for God and humanity. His piety and courage, as well as his faith and hope, are conspicuous at every stage of his history. During the fifty-eight years of his ministry, he never received a dollar for preaching, and he supported his family by hard labor on his farm. He was unflagging in his energies and untiring in his labor of love. No ambassador of Jesus Christ ever sounded forth his messages with more faithfulness or fervor. His endurance was wonderful. He preached every Sunday, and his appointments were from five to twenty miles apart. He also attended, on an average, three funerals each week, and uniformly suffered with the sick headache after preaching. He pressed forward, sowing the seed for future harvest, in obedience to what he conceived to be his duty. He planted in the morning, and in the evening withheld not his hand exerting a wide influence. It is said of him, that he married more couples and administered spiritual consolation to more of the sick, and preached more funeral sermons than any other man who ever lived in his field of labor. He lived in the affection and confidence of his people and neighbors. He held various offices of trust, and, at one time, lacked but ten votes of being elected representative of his county in the State legislature; and, on one occasion, was nominated for State senator. He improved and beautified his home with his own hands, built his own house and barns, and assisted in building the old Berlin Chapel, in 1835, and various other churches. He was a Christian gentleman, never trifling, yet always cheerful, and fond of relating pleasant anecdotes. He was a great reader, and had few equals as such in the general literature of his time. His doctrinal habits and modes of thought followed him to the end. The character of this war-worn pioneer was one of the purest and brightest history records. In short, his life presents an instance of self-sacrificing devotion to his conviction of right and duty, of which history has but few parallels. His long and useful life was full of labor and adorned with" love. On the 2d day of May, 1877, at the age of eightyfour, he, escaped the thraldom of his earthly body, and entered upon the spiritual inheritance provided for all the redeemed.
Excerpts from: The Fire Lands, Comprising Huron and Erie Counties, Ohio; W.W. Williams - 1879 - Press of Leader Printing Company, Cleveland, Ohio
AT THE OOC: Last week as I was leaving a Pig Roast (sponsored by my brother-in-law Terry Diener) held each year at the Olympic Outing Club in Vermilion I captured these shadows of a person walking ahead of me down the road - in the drizzling rain.
I thought the scene poignant - and I worked to make it poignanter with software available to me. It was / is, literally, a portrait of the "summer ending". Oh the leaves haven't yet turned; and it's not been terribly cool. But it is the end of the season. Time to close the pool, put swimsuits away, watch out for children on their way to school, and watch football.
I even bought a bag of apples...
A pretty pic.
IN 1923, WHO WAS...
1. President of the largest steel company? 2. President of the largest gas company? 3. President of the New York Stock Exchange? 4. Greatest wheat speculator? 5. President of the Bank of International Settlement? 6. Great Bear of Wall Street? These men were considered some of the worlds most successful of their days. Now, 82 years later, history tells us what ultimately became of them. The Answers: 1. The president of the largest steel company. Charles Schwab, died a pauper. 2. The president of the largest gas company, Edward Hopson, went insane. 3. The president of the NYSE, Richard Whitney, was released from prison to die at home 4. The greatest wheat speculator, Arthur Cooger, died abroad, penniless. 5. The president of the Bank of International Settlement, shot himself. 6 The Great Bear of Wall Street, Cosabee Livermore, also committed suicide. However, in that same year, 1923, the PGA Champion and the winner of the most important golf tournament, the US Open, was Gene Sarazen. So, what became of him? He played golf until he was 92, and died in 1999 at the ripe old age of 95! He was very financially secure at the time of his death. The moral here: Forget work. Play golf!
PODCAST #197:This week the Vermilion Views Podcast #197 is a primer on the language of "Ebonics". Take a look. I believe you'll be enlightened.
This may become a series.
Persons interested in the history of the Lake Shore Electric Railway (which was the subject of a recent past podcast series) - "the greatest electaric railway system on the planet" may want to go to Amazon.com and purchase a book called "Images of Rail - Lake Shore Electric Railway". It was put together by Thomas J. Patton with the help of my friends Dennis Lamont and Albert Doane. It'd make a nice gift.
Also, please note that all the video (MP4) podcasts (when used) are done in the "Quicktime MP4" format. If you don't have "Quicktime" it's easy to find and free to download.
NOTE NOTE:Past podcasts are not available in the on-line archive. They just take up too much disk space. But if one really, really, really wants to acquire a copy of a past cast it can be had by contacting me and I will place it on a disc and send it to ye for a minimal fee.
LOCAL ANNOUNCEMENTS: After giving it much thought this link has been "put-down". During the last year most of the folks who used to use this page as a bulletin board have acquired their own and, consequently, no longer need this forum from "Views". I have, however, kept links (in the links section) to Larry Hohler's "Hope Homes" in Kenya - and to Bette Lou Higgins' Eden Valley Enterprises sites. They are historically and socially relevant projects. I suggest that you visit these sites on a regular basis to see "what's shakin'".
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Vol.8, Issue 27, September 18, 2010
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