JUST DUST
CROSSROADS: I really, really, like this photograph. This car - once part of the greatest electric railroad on the planet - spent it's last days wasting away near the "undergrade" on the west side of Lorain, Ohio. This photograph - c. 1966 - is all that is left.
I understand that everything from the past cannot be saved. Time marches on. And as much as I would like to keep things as they are I know I'm just - as they say - "chasing windmills". I don't like my dreams interrupted by reality.
Now I find myself at a crossroads. I have opportunity - to put my money where my mouth has been; put up or shut-up; walk the walk after talking the talk - and I find myself indecisive. Were I not me I'd be highly critical of me.
The old LSE car pictured is dust because nobody stuck their neck out to save it. And though I'm not trying to save an LSE car I am looking to preserve something just as valuable. I think I should - and I believe I will. It's just standing at the crossroads that makes me nervous. Whoosh me luck.
Historically,
"...he guided the board through the process of buying the old Pelton Farm just south of South Street and building a new school..."
REMEMBERING CHARLES TRINTER, AN ENTREPRENEUR: Sunday, June 30,1929. Vermilion residents Dennis Collins and Charles A. Trinter fly to Chicago to attend the funeral services of Mrs. W.P. Carey. Mrs. Carey is the daughter of the late Captain and Mrs. William Young of Decatur Street. Collins and Trinter return to Vermilion the next day. The item recording their journey appears on the front page of The Vermilion News on Thursday of the same-week. It is worthy of note because passenger air travel was, then, in its infancy. It would not become a common mode of transportation until another decade had passed. I did not find the placement of the aforementioned article (on the front page of the News) to be unusual. In addition to this I did not find the mention of C.A. Trinter as a party in this venture to be unusual either. For in my meandering through the days which comprise the early part of 20th century Vermilion I have often come' across mention of this gentleman. Charles Adam Trinter was, to the best of my knowledge, born in Vermilion in I 1874. He was the second child of Adam and Wilhemena (Sp?) Trinter. He had an older sister, Sophia M., and two younger brothers; Frederick 1. and Joseph A. Both parents were born in Hesse Cassle, a country annexed by Germany after the Austro-Prussian War of 1866. After coming to America and settling in Vermilion, Charles' father identified himself as a "Saloon Keeper" in the U.S. Census of 1880. This first generation son of immigrant parents wasted no time establishing himself as an entrepreneur. and civic minded citizen of Vermilion. By the time he was in his early 20's he had become a well-known and trusted insurance and real estate agent in the community. His office was on Liberty where recently the gun store was located, In 1900, at the age of 26, the Vermilion Village Board of Education selected him to serve as clerk of that board. He diligently served the community in that capacity for the next 44 years. While serving as clerk on the education board he helped it steer through a storm of controversy in 1915 which rated around the School Superintendent and several of the teachers and culminating in the resignation of all parties involved. Nine years later he guided the board through the process of buying the old Pelton Farm just south of South Street and building a new school on the property (which became South Street School. In 1914 he and fellow businessman Lewis Englebry had their photograph taken on the beach at Linwood Park where Lakewood, Ohio aviator, Terry Janus, had landed his Curtiss areoplane one summer afternoon. In addition to all those things Mr. Trinter also served 23 years as Postmaster of the Vermilion, Ohio office. He spent four and one-half years, 1908-12, as a rural carrier. And under the Woodrow Wilson (Presidential) Administration served as Postmaster for nine years. And again from 1933 until 1943, when he retired, he held the same position. During that era those positions were all held by political. appointees. Charlie was married to Maude, nee Parson, (another well-known Vermilion name) and they lived in a large (then stucco) house with a red tile roof on Perry Street (now the Green home). They had two children. Their son, Robert, who worked on the Great Lakes, and their daughter, Martha, who married Dr. John Dickason (PJ 10-16-03). Some of the most "telling information I have about Charlie Trinter was given me by his grandson," (also) Dr. John Dickason, who now lives in Maine. His "Gramps" always made a point of walking over to their house (where Dr. Adams now lives) to take him to the Liberty Theater every Friday night. The owner (Bob Nuhn) usually let him in free because he "was "always wanting to .buy Cramp's car." He always had a new Chrysler. And according to either Hank or Bud Fischer he once had a Chrysler AirFlow; "an automobile so far ahead of its time, stylise, that only a few hundred were made." And then on a warm summer night, June 11, 1947, Charles Adam Trinter moved on to another adventure in another place. Behind him lay a forest of gladiolus he always cared for .in. his backyard on Perry Street; his flower and vegetable garden on a property he had purchased near the Dickason home along the lake; the springtime "beach cleaning parties" with grandson John and John's buddy Doug Francis;' the thousands of properties bought and sold through his real estate dealings; and, of course, his obvious joie de vivre. His youngest granddaughter Kathy Kvach who now lives in Maryland told me, "One of my first sentences was to tell Cramp T. that I loved him." This was shortly before he died .. I'll bet he like that. I'll bet he liked it a lot.
Ref: The Vermilion News: 1-37,3-11- 43; 6-20-44, 7-7-44, 1-48; The Elyria Chronicle: 2-26-15; Ancestry.com; U.S. Census 1880; Special Thanks To: John Dickason, Kathy (Dickason) Kvach, and Al Tarrant; Published in the Vermilion Photojournal 2-12-004; Written 2-08-004.
JUST BOYS.
PARSONS, PARSONS, NEIDING: Several years ago Vermilionite Tom Neiding left this photograph (and another) for me at the offices of the Vermilion Photojournal. This pic is as Vermilion as one can get. Because pictured (from right to left) are "Donnie" Parsons, his brother "Richie", and then Jim Neiding. Those names are synonomous with the fishing industry (among others) in the town.
The boys are standing on the Parsons Fish Company wharf / dock along the river just across from the old McGarvey restaurant. According to Tom the fish between them is a 250 pound Sturgeon that was trap netted from the tug "The Don".
I'm guessing (of course), but I think these shadows were captured in the mid to late 1940's. Without this photograph I doubt that young people today would believe anyone if they were told that a fish this big was once taken from Lake Erie. Both the fish and the pic are "beauts".
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"
NEAR MITIWANGA: It's still there; just north of Lake road just a hop, skip, and a jump east of Mitiwanga, Ohio. It's the old Evangelical and Reformed church. And it looks much the same today as it does in this old litho pic.
There was a time when this was a peopled church. It served a good many rural residents who - for one reason or another - were unable to get into town for services at Vermilion's E & R church on Grand street. Vermilion (in case you've not noticed) had a great many families of German descent. So much so that services in the Grand street church were held in German well into the 20th century. I don't know about this one - but I'd guess that services in this church were also.
Today the building is inaccessible - it's surrounded by fencing. I assume that it is privately owned. And at least once source has told me that the stained-glass windows are gone.
I have high hopes that someday the building will be preserved and made accessible by one of Vermilion's various historical societies. It's be the right thing to do.
November 13, 2010 8:19 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...
March 13, 1902.
Death of Peter Miller
Last Tuesday night of very sad accident occurred resulting in the deaths of Peter Miller, a resident of Brownhelm. With some friends he went to Elyria that evening, and as there was no passenger train on which they could return, they decided, on a freight. They were assured that the freight would slow up at the station, but for some reason Peter jumped just before reaching the bridge, receiving serious internal injuries, resulting in his death last Monday. Surely there is but one step between us and death. Oh, that everyone might be ready for the last summons. The funeral services were conducted by Rev. Wm. G. Klein, Wednesday afternoon from the Reformed Church of Brownhelm. The Knights and Ladies of Security attended in a body, and a host of other friends filled the church to overflowing. It was a sad, sad ending to such a promising young life. For although the departed was not quite 21 1/2 years old, many had learned to respect and love him for his pleasant and manly disposition. It is a severe blow especially for his dear old mother, who has thus lost the youngest member of her family. But we were comforted by the knowledge that in a better land, and a brighter day, we should meet him again so while the tears flowed freely we sorrowed not as those who have no hope, and while we said farewell for a while, it was with the assurance that on another shore, we should say “Good morning.” Oh, the blessedness of the Christian hope!
-------------------- Republican Caucus.
The Republicans of Vermillion township and corporation will hold their caucuses Tuesday, March 18, at the town hall. The township caucus at 2 PM and that of the corporation at 7 p.m., Standard.
-------------------- Found Dead.
Lewis McGraw was found dead in his room at the lake house Wednesday noon. He was in the habit of going and coming as he pleased and as he was not regular at his meals, his absence was not noticed. When the chambermaid made her rounds, she found his door lock and as she wished to change the bedding, someone was sent to awaken him. As no answer was received, landlord Krapp was called and looked through the transom. Mr. McGraw was on the bed apparently asleep. His brother Charles, of the firm of Pelton & McGraw, and Dr. Quigley were called and forced an entrance into the room. It is not known how long he has been dead but he was last seen late Monday night. Heart trouble is thought to be the cause. He was 34 years old and well-known here. The funeral will take place tomorrow from not M. E. Church at 1 o'clock, Sun time.
-------------------- Attainment.
The entertainment given by the scholars of Dist. No.3 Friday evening was a complete success and too much credit cannot be given to them and their teacher, Ms. Ackerman. The school is composed of 15 scholars. All were present except one, who was sick. The program consisted of recitations and dialogues. The Misses. Hattie and Elizabeth Whitmore, Edith McClurg and Prof. Sedmann and Chas. Ackerman took part in their usually pleasing manner. The proceeds were $15.30, which will go toward the purchase of an organ.
-------------------- Thanks.
In the recent bereavement Mrs. Monza Tisdale and family wish to express their heartfelt gratitude and appreciation of the many thoughtful acts of kindness and assistance rendered them by their kind and sympathizing friends. Also the H. G. Delker post G. A. R. of Vermilion.
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A large audience gathered at the opera house Tuesday evening. The attraction was the Schubert Quartet and Reader. The entertainment was excellent and highly appreciated.
Fish and Game.
The Fish and Game of the State Legislature has been conferring with the fishermen concerning the tax of $.25 per ton on fish caught. It is thought that the sum raised at this rate will not be enough so that tax may be raised to $.50 per ton. If the bill passes, the state authorities will probably move the hatchery to Sandusky or Cedar point. The hatchery was opened last fall after being closed for the past eight or ten years. At present 80 million herring and 50 million white fish spawn are maturing in the hatchery.
-------------------- Harbor to be Surveyed.
If the River and Harbor Bill passes, as it stands, this year. Vermilion may hope to derive some benefit from it. According to the daily papers we will get what was promised Mr.Coen at the last session of Congress and again promised us through Mr. Gilchrist. The harbor is to be surveyed. Of course this means an appropriation but how much is not at present known.
The ruins of the fire are being cleared away. Rumors are afloat that the partially destroyed room left standing is to be patched up. May the rumor proves faults! It would not be at all appreciated by the projectors of the new block and the citizens in general.
An officer from Lorain was here the first of the week searching for a negro who shot another of his own race there this morning. It was thought that he came this way.
There is a newspaper in Kansas whose motto is “Lie, steal, drink and swear,” and it is thus explained by the editor: “when you lie, let it be down to pleasant dreams; when you steal let it be away from immoral associates; when you drink, let it be pure water; when you swear, that it be that you will patronize your home paper, pay your subscription and not send your job work away from home.”
Maxim Gorky, the young Russian peasant whose stories have attracted the attention of the literary world has written an allegory, entitled “The Song of the Falcon,” which will be published in the April “Success.”
-------------------- Briefs.
You may want a new carpet or some furniture this spring. Call on Wickens & Ransom, Lorain, O. Albert Krapp hs accepted a position with the Wm. Bingham Hardware Co. of Cleveland. The three-months-old child of Mr. and Mrs. Lewis Neiding died this afternoon at 2 o'clock. Funeral services will be held Monday. New York City's terrible sweatshop system will be described in the April “Success,” by Theodore Dreiser. Albert Miller of Sandusky is now known as 33987 at the O.P. 6 years for embezzlement is his sentence. The tug Stricker is the first boat from this place to set nets this season. She went out for the first time Saturday. The sandwich islands resemble Ireland and their freedom from snakes. One species only is known and that is not common. Those who are interested in Cy Warman's railroad stories will find one of his best in the forthcoming April “Success.” It is entitled “The Conquest of Alaska.” G. E. Whitmore and family had for their guests Sunday Wm. Dellafield and sister, Miss Mary, of Elyria and Miss Annie Sabol of Lorain. The ladies of the Cong'l church will serve a supper consisting of hot waffles and ice cream next Wednesday evening in the church parlors. Waffles $.10, cream $.10. and both for $.20. Come all and enjoyed the treat. Would it not be a good plan to have the ushers at the opera house better posted on the reserve seats? It is hardly fair to those who come early to get a good seat, find, just as the entertainment begins, that someone has a prior claim, and they must move and take what is left. The Sorosis will meet Friday evening at the home of Mrs. G. P. Wall. Program in charge of Miss Ollie Abell...
Hmmmmmm....
PLAYING FOR HARRY: What happened to Harry could have happened to any 12-year-old boy during the summer of 1900. Life is. an adventure. Jumping aboard the ice wagon as it made its rounds about Vermilion must have been a natural' thing to do for a boy his age. And on a sweltering summer day there was probably nothing better than helping deliver blocks of ice to his friends' and neighbors' homes. One great benefit of the task was undoubtedly that of being able to pop a chunk of ice in his mouth and let slowly melt as the old horse towed the ice wagon slowly about the village. But then, .little things happen as they are wont to do, and sometimes those little things become big things. For Harry it was a simple matter of slipping on a stray bit of ice and falling from the wagon onto a rear wheel. Without missing a beat he tried to bounce back up into the wagon. But the horse drawing the vehicle lurched forward and caused him to be pitched to the ground head first. Unconscious, they carried him home. For the next week the' pain he experienced from his fall was excruciating. But it gradually subsided. Although partially crippled from the accident he carried on with his life. For a time he tended to the coal oil street lamps at Linwood Park and did some light farm work during season. Then while working as a shipping clerk for a Cleveland firm he suffered another injury - this time it was to his right arm. Arthritis set in, and gradually paralysis enveloped his entire body. And by age 21 he found himself completely bedfast. For the remainder of his life Harry would be unable to move his head or sit upright. His activity was essentially confined to that of reading, hearing and speaking. A man of lesser mettle might have quickly succumbed to this debilitating condition. But Harry was a man with deep and abiding faith in God. After his mother, best friend, and caretaker was killed in her 89th year on the Division /Main Street rail crossing in 1949, Harry would say, "I have only trusted in God and kept my faith with him. I know that whatever way he moves is the best way for me." That unrelentless attitude and stirring faith made him one of the best known and most loved citizens of the Village of Vermilion. Until his eyesight faded, he spent his days reading the. Bible, numerous other books, newspapers, and magazines. Above his bed in the living room of the family home on South Street, he kept his reading material in a book rack suspended from the ceiling. Attached to the rack was a large rear-view mirror from an automobile that afforded hirn a reflective view of the street in front of his house. Local citizens and folks from all over the country who had heard of his trials, tribulations and strong faith would visit him throughout the years. During those same years Harry developed a great love for music. Because of this, Vermilion's High School and Junior High School bands frequently stopped and performed in front of his home during parades. During the Christmas season, carolers seldom missed stopping at his house to sing. His fondness of music induced Vermilion's Band Boosters to make arrangements with the Fisher Funeral Home to take him to hear the U.S. Marine Corps Band when it was visiting the city of Lorain in 1957. In addition to this, he was a big Cleveland Indians fan. Because of this, his friends made it possible for him to attend several games. Perhaps (this is my speculation) he had an opportunity to see the infamous Indians team of 1954 play. Harry also had opportunities to be transported to Beulah Beach to hear some nationally recognized ministers preach. Steve Armstrong, then a resident of the camp, told me that Harry always insisted that he be able to take along a set of clean clothes when he made those pilgrimages. He reportedly told folks something to the effect that, "If God would allow me to stand and meet him I'd better have some proper clothing to wear." .The .photograph accompanying this article records Vermilion's Junior High Band playing for Harry on Memorial Day in 1958. The Band Director is well known Vermilionite Bill Burt. Some of the students playing in the front row are Bob Risdon, Steve Armstrong, June Horton, and Bill Ream. This was the very last time anyone played for Harry. He died the following September. Some years ago a gentleman by the name of Edward Chapin wrote that "The brightest crowns that are worn in heaven have been tried, and smelted, and polished, and glorified through the furnace of tribulation." If there be any truth to that thought, Harry D. Miller must certainly be adorned with one of the brightest stars in the midnight skies.
Ref: Published in the Vermilion Photojournal 5-27-004; Written 5-22-004.
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 pretty much decided that I'm going to be my own publisher. This week I'm meeting with a person to discuss obtaining the equipment I need for this purpose. We shall see how this turns out. If thing work out I may be able to have something done by the first part of the coming year.]
I truly am unable to say much about the Vermilion Township Grange. I know it hasn't been an extremely long time since the Granger disbanded. It may have been sometime during the last 15 years. And I knew a good number of its members. Most, of course, are gone now (the basic reason it is no more).
I believe, however, that over the years (since the beginning of the 20th century) the building was used as a church, and a one-room school. I think, for instnace, that well known Vermilionites Amos Feiszli and his sister Grace (Roberts) attended that school when they were very young. And I've never been to physically place the Axtel M. & E. church (I have written records of it) - but I'm thinking (here) that it may have also been located in this building.
I don't know who currently owns it. But as you can plainly see - it looks much the same as it did when its shadows in the late 1930's were frozen in time.
November 13, 2010 7:42 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 of Vermilion in the Clarksfield area. Methinks you'll find this history quite fascinating.
..A “pocket” furnace was started at the "hollow" quite early, and did quite a business for, perhaps, ten years, casting divers small articles. The first tannery was started at the "hollow" by Omar Nickerson, as early, it is believed, as 1830. It stood a short distance west of the site of the present grist mill, and was in operation, under different managements, until about 1850. Sherman Smith built a second one, on lot two, in the fourth section, in 1826, He continued in the business until 1858. There are two cheese factories in the township, the first of which is located on the corner of lot thirteen, in the second section, and is, we learn, now operated by Horr, Warner and Company, of Wellington, Lorain county. The second was established by Dorr Twaddle, in 1875.
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SHERMAN SMITH AND WIFE.
Sherman Smith, now a resident of the township of Clarksfield, Huron county, Ohio, Avas born in the State of Connecticut, Hartford county, September 34, 1795. His parents were both natives of the same State. His father, Mr. Elisha Smith, was born in Plymouth, Hartford county, in 1766; his mother, Margaret, daughter of Moses Matthews, of the same county and State, was born in 1776. They were married in 1794. Elisha Smith was by trade a blacksmith. In 1805, he and his family moved to Onondaga county. New York, about eight miles southwest of where now is the city of Syracuse; and in 1811, with a team and wagon, the family, now consisting of Mr. Smith, wife, three sons and one daughter, started for Southern Ohio by way of Buffalo, New York, to Erie, Pennsylvania, thence across the wilderness to a place called Beef, on the Alleghany river, where a boat was purchased, and all, team, wagon and family shipped aboard to Pittsburgh: thence down the beautiful Ohio to Cincinnati, then only a small village of less than two thousand six hundred inhabitants; thence by team, seventy-five miles to Springfield, Clark county, Ohio; having been more than forty days making this journey to their western home. During the war of 1812-14, he served as an artificer, shoeing oxen and horses. He died September, 1814, his wife having died July 28th of the same year. Sherman Smith was the eldest of this family of orphan children, and had seen service for six months in the army. His brother, V. Austin, was born in Connecticut August, 1797. and died in New London August, 1827. His widow, now a widow of Squire Barrett, lives in Huron, Ohio. His sister, Betsey, was born July, 1802, in Connecticut; was the first wife of Capt. Z. Barrett (and mother to Philander and Smith Barrett), died in New London, Ohio, May 25, 1830. His youngest brother, Major, was born August 17, 1809, in Onondaga county. New York, and now resides in Clarksfield, Huron county, Ohio. These three brothers, in the fall of 1815, (in company with J. P. Case and family, Simeon Munson and family and others), came and settled in New London, on the farm now owned by George Jenney. Sherman, now twenty years of age, acted as both parent and guardian to and for his younger brothers. The patient endurance, labor, cold, hunger and a thousand wants poorly supplied, none, save those similarly placed, can or ever will realize. Major has told the biographer that for years the only garment of clothing he wore, was made of domestic tanned buck or deer-skns![sic] His sister, Betsey, did not come to New London with her brothers. She had been, upon the death of her parents in 1814, bound out to a Baptist preacher by the name of Michael French, who, according to the sayings of those who knew, was "a better judge of the horse and horse-trading, and drinking whisky than he was of preaching the gospel," and the girl was very ill treated in this family; and in July, 1818, her brother, Sherman, resolved on her rescue from worse than negro bondage, and bravely did he steal, (if such a word may be employed for so noble an act,) and, on an old horse which she rode, and he on foot whipping the old jaded animal through the woods, did both, after many hungry and weary days and nights, arrive in New London. He was pursued, and at home arrested for kidnapping his sister. While under arrest, upon the giving of his individual note to French, for the sum of one hundred dollars, he was released. The note was never collected. In the spring of 1819, while all the family were absent, (Betsey visiting at A. Miner's, and the boys at a raising of a potash factory for Dr. Samuel Day,) the house and its contents, including the township and family records, were entirely consumed. Upon the organization of New London in 1817, Sherman was made township clerk, which office he held till 1822.
Excerpts from: The Fire Lands, Comprising Huron and Erie Counties, Ohio; W.W. Williams - 1879 - Press of Leader Printing Company, Cleveland, Ohio
VERY RARE PHOTOGRAPHS: I've - as one might surmise - a boat-load of these color slides taken by my grandfather just a few years before he died. They're not hardly as good as his b&w pix taken with his graphflex. But I surmise that has more to do with the camera than anything else.
It appears to me that he was trying to get accustomed to both a new camera and the idea of color in photographs. It was a relatively new process when he took these pix. And what I've found is that some of them are a tad out of focus. He also had to rely on the Kodak company for processing because he had no equipment for color - and these are slides.
I have some problem with the coloring. I don't know it that's because the slides are nearly 60 years old, or whether it's just the process Kodak was using back then. However; I've got enough good software to lessen that problem.
This pic of the tug "Martha M." hails from about 1942, and shows the craft coming into the docks at (I think) the Kishman Fish Company. The photo is frameable
Stay tuned for more.
REAL BOOKS BY REAL ANIMAL LOVERS
ANIMALS: Discover the amazing world of other species! Gymnastics for Horses; n.d. A Letter to the Man Who Killed My Dog; 1956 Optical Chick Sexing; 1954 Enjoy Your Chameleon; n.d. Performing Goats; 1895 Anarexia Nervosa in Bulgarian Bees; n.d. 227 Secrets Your Snake Wants You To Know, by Paulette Cooper; 2004 (TenSpeed Press) The Flat-Footed Flies of Europe; 2001 (Brill) Proceedings of the Second International Workshop on Nude Mice (various authors); 1978 (University of Tokyo Press) The Joy of Chickens, by Dennis Nolan; 1981 (Prentice Hall) The Big Book of Lesbian Horse Stories, by Alisa Surkis & Monica Nolan Bombproof Your Horse, by Rick Pelicano & Lauren Tjaden Application of High-Tech Squids, by John Braginski & Alex I. Clarke; 2004 (John Wiley & Sons) Fish Who Answer the Telephone; 1937 Life and Love in the Aquarium, by C.H. Peters; 1934 (Empire Tropical Fish Co) Outwitting Fish (Adams Media Corporation); 2001
PODCAST #205:This week the Vermilion Views Podcast #205 takes ye out to California to listen to some opinions on "Prop 19" which, incidentally, failed. If you have sensitive skin I would advise you not to watch this piece. [If you've not caught on yet - my sense of humor is somewhat tilted.]
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 35, November 13, 2010
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