Springing Thoughts
SHOPTALK: I am anxious for the weather to break (for certain). It’s been a long cold winter. Consequently the pic on the shoptop this week helps warm me up. I’m guessing that it was taken during a Decoration Day (i.e. Memorial Day) parade in the 1940s.
I guess the 40s because there are no young men marching with the American Legion. (They’re all at war.)
The tall fella (Uncle Sam) is William “Corky” Harpley. I don’t know who the boy might have been. Perhaps it was young George Harrison. I note that the Vermilion Drum and Bugle Corps is marching being the Legionnaires. That corps was organized and directed by young George’s father – also George.
The parade is headed west on Ohio Street near the headed toward St. Mary’s church.
My home desk pic is yet another sign of my anxiety; the wait for spring to come. The croci and daffodils are coming up at the museum. But there not quite this far ahead.
I wait impatiently for those rainy spring days that I know are ahead. "Are we there yet?"
CLEANING AND PAINTING: Last week I had a pic of a wall in the last room we’ll be renovating in the museum apartment. Well, I finished cleaning everything (except the floor), and we’ve painted the ceiling, walls, and now the woodwork. The change is dramatic.
The color on the walls is called pale daffodil. Perhaps that has something to do with my mood. But actually I opted for the color because it has a tendency to change as the light changes in the room. Sometimes it’s bright – sometimes soft. Clearly, this room has a good deal of potential.
I’m really happy with the results.
NEW ACQUISITION: Jack DeWitt from Westerville, Ohio stopped in at the museum briefly on Tuesday. He brought with him one of his father’s cameras. It’s in the original box with the instructions for its use. It’s also in perfect condition. (It could’ve come right from the factory.)
Jack’s father was former Vermilion School Superintendent (popular Vermilion educator) C.K. DeWitt.
Incidentally, Jack was wearing shorts. He said, “It’s warmer in Columbus.” Some people have all the luck.
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MUSEUM SCHEDULE: Beginning now the museum will be open six days a week from 11 AM to 3 PM. We will be closed on Sundays and Holidays. We are located at 727 Grand Street in Vermilion across the street from Vermilion's historic E&R Church. The museum is open Monday thru Saturday from 11 AM to 3 PM. A small admission donation of $3 (for adults) is requested. Children accompanied with an adult will be admitted free. For Special Tours call: 440-967-4555.
We are closed on Sundays and holidays.
Private tours during those hours and during the evening can be arranged by calling the museum, or stopping in to see us.
FIVE-OH-ONE-CEE-THREE: The museum is a 501(c)(3) organization. Consequently, all donations and memberships for the museum are tax deductible. This is retroactive to November of 2011.
Memberships for the VERMILION NEWS PRINT SHOP MUSEUM are always available. Funds generated will go toward the aforementioned renovations and maintenance of the shop.
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HARVEY & JOHN: This snapshot’s been around for a good deal of time, but I don’t know if it’ ever been published before.
Pictured are late Vermilionites John Trinter (left) and Harvey Krapp (right). Both were members of the local Fish and Game association – and that’s evidently what they were about when this pic was taken.
One (or both) of the men had raised some pheasants for the club and were proudly displaying them.
The photo was taken in the side yard of John’s house on the northeast corner Grand and Ohio streets. The E&R church is in the background.
I liked both of these guys. John was married to Betty Shimansky – the author of Vermilion histories “The Way It Was”. Harvey was one of the friendliest persons I’ve ever known. He lived on the southeast corner of Huron and Washington streets. I believe that Vermilion Library executive Janet Ford currently (2015) lives in that home.
Harvey died in 1979 at the age of 82. And John passed away in 1983 at the relatively young age of 73. Both were very well known and respected Vermilionites.
VHS CLASS OF ’60 SEEKS “LOST” MEMBERS: The 1960 class of Vermilion High School is planning their 55th year reunion and there are several classmates whose addresses are unknown. The reunion is planned for Sunday, September 13, 2015, beginning at 2 P.M at the Vermilion Boat Club. There will also be other meet and greet opportunities in the two days before. We want to make every effort to contact all class members and we need the help of the public to make this possible. Please look at the following list of “lost” class members and, if you know their whereabouts, please contact SANDRA YEAMANS NEIDING AT 967-4190.
Missing are: Mary Ellen Belcher, Penny Clague, Bob Day, Judy Eagan, James Hill, Robert Holtcamp, Billy Kay, Mavis Keener, Bonnie Linder, Judy Lowery, Ray Luna, Wayne Rohrbaugh, Marjorie Sipos, and Richard White. – Correspondent Sandy Neiding
ICE AIN’T NICE: NBC Nightly News ran a short piece about the flooding along the Vermilion River Saturday evening. It was a “kinda” big deal. I don’t remember the last time an event in our town made national news. I guess it was a slow news day. I don’t know where all these folks have been all these years, but flooding along our river is hardly an infrequent occurrence. Nonetheless, it’s nice to have the publicity.
In the past there have been worse floods. Many Vermilionites vividly recall the 4th of July Flood in 1969. It was an extremely unusual event that undoubtedly made world news. But most of the floods come in the early spring (i.e. February and March) when the river ice begins to thaw and the rains come. And for those living in the river’s floodplain they are fact of life. It’s not a matter of if, but when.
In early floods, like the Great Flood of 1913, the biggest losses along the river were fish tugs and fishing equipment and property. And before persons built permanent homes along the stream a number of townsmen actually looked forward to the prospect of having cold hard winters. A cold hard winter meant thick ice. And the thicker the ice the better it would be for cutting and storing for use in the warmer months of the year.
In Vermilion much of the ice on the river was cut / harvested, placed in fish houses and packed in straw. It would actually keep through the summer. In the photographs that accompany this essay the bottom photo shows 3 men with a horse clearing and harvesting ice on the river. In the background is the area that would someday become the Vermilion Lagoons.
After the aforementioned flood of 1913, that among other things, destroyed his Southwest Fish Company, Lake Erie legend “Big Ed” Lampe built a circular icehouse (Where Romp’s Marina is currently located) for $15,000. Ed, always the innovator and inventor, theorized that a round building would keep the ice longer than those with corners. Whether that was ever true or not remains to be seen. Ed’s fishery, along with his circular icehouse burned to the ground in a spectacular nighttime fire on August 29, 1925.
Harvesting ice undoubtedly helped reduce (but not eradicate) flooding problems by helping to keep a channel open along the stream to its mouth. And as soon as it was possible the big fish tugs were on the lake and fishing. The top two photographs show a tug coming into the harbor from the lake. And though the ice surrounding it is broken it’s not been broken very long. Ergo, the passage was still dangerous.
The middle photo of the entrance to the harbor before the current breakwall in front of it was built may invoke some contentious thoughts from those who believe it was a mistake. But setting that aside one thing is perfectly clear: It floods in floodplains no matter what anyone builds, does, or says. That’s true today; and it was true in the yesteryear. Ice ain’t nice.
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. X – No.49 – THURSDAY MAY 16,1907
The village of Vermilion has filed an answer in the court of common pleas in the case instituted some time ago by Chas. J. Martin and other 20 residents who sought to have their lands detached from the village because they alleged they were not getting value received for the taxes they said. The village denies that the property of the plaintiffs can be detached without material injury to the village. The village claims that such action would impair the credit of the village. In their petition the property owners claimed they were getting no benefit from the water works system, fire department, etc.
E.L. Coen and G.B. McConnelly to Wm H. Boland, Int in lot in Vermilion village, $1.
Magdalena Eger to John Will, 12.65 acres Vermilion tp, $534.
John N. Sennhenn to Ernest T. Bottomley, lots Vermilion village $50.
Ernest T. Bottomley to Worlie B. Houseman, lot Vermilion village, $25.
Benjimina B. Wells to Fred A. Lawless, lot in Vermilion village, $1700.
[VV. Ed. Note: Ernest T. Bottomley was my great-grandfather, and Worlie Houseman was my grand-uncle. I don’t know exactly what they were doing. I suppose they were just “speculating” in local real estate.]
Swimming season has opened and the party took their first dive of the season Sunday evening in Sabiers dam.
Waldo Foote, of the Middle Ridge arrived in town Tuesday evening with a load of hogs for G.F. Sabiers on he rear of his automobile.
Mrs. Geo. Ruth ad daughter Lenora who has been seriously ill with diphtheria are reported much better for the card of the house was taken of this morning.
It is rumored about the telephone exchange that O.T. Gratz will be manager of the telephone system of the Amherst Home Telephone Co. after July 1st, 1907.
Otto Mischka, who has acted as out representative in Amherst since sometime in Dec. has resigned and will severe his connections the NEWS with this issue. The publishers are anxious to secure someone to represent this paper in Amherst. – Apply at once with references.
Mrs. John Beller is seriously ill at her hoe on Spring street with pneumonia.
BORN – To Mr. and Mrs. Fred Thuemling at East Quarry a daughter, Thursday morning.
George Rosen Krantz, who was injured at the Ohio Quarry 8 weeks ago and who had his left leg amputated at the Elyria hospital returned to his home at Brownhelm Thursday.
John Rheinhardt passed away Monday night after an illness of a week from pneumonia. He was 57 years of age and was born in Germany, he leaves to mourn his loss his wife and seven children.
Funeral services were held this afternoon at 1:30 at St. Peters church here. He has long been a member and his death was sadly mourned by his many friends and relatives. The church services were largely attended. Interment took place at Cleveland street cemetery.
He was also a member of the Maccabees who turned out in a large body to attend the last rites they had known many years.
The bond election held Saturday for bonds amounting to $50,000,00 was carried by a majority of 34. There being but 198 votes cast…
The board of Education held a meeting Tuesday evening and have let the school contract to architects Searls Hirsch and G. Garvin of Cleveland for a schoolhouse to have 11 classrooms. More about plans later.
Edwin Slack received a broken leg shortly after commencing to work Monday morning he was helping on the planer at Nalone quarry when the derrick having on several large stone which somehow the stone slipped catching his left leg and breaking the town bones five times.
Mrs. Lyons sports a new buggy.
Burt Todd set out eleven hundred peach and several hundred pear trees.
L.W. Harrison has set out six hundred peach trees.
A tramp with a wooden leg called on the people of this neighborhood Wednesday morning.
Mr. King drives to Birmingham every morning to take his little daughter to school she returns on the streetcar and has to walk one mile. Her mother does not like the new school law a little bit.
…While plowing up an “Indian Mound” the other day on the farm of M. Clay on Engelbeck - A number of bones were unearthed and through the courtesy of M. Engelbeck your correspondent visited the mound and brought away a thigh bone, a few teeth and in a good state of preservation, several portions of skull and other ghastly relics of the primitive red man.
The Lakeside Hotel will be opened June 30th, for the Season and the cottages are being beautifully painted and otherwise renovated while new ones of different styles of architecture have been built and are receiving their finishing touches…- Your Res. – Subscriber.
[VV. Ed. Note: I omitted parts of this letter because they were, by and large, of little interest. Anyway, I found the plowing up of the Indian mound of interest. The truly “ghastly” thing about it was that someone plowed it up. I wonder just how many other sites like it were destroyed. I can’t really blame anyone – but I wish it had not been done. It would be interesting to find out where this took place – and just how old the bones might have been.]
Miss Lydia Wakefield is visiting Miss Clara Wakefield at Hiram, O. this week.
Manager Kinney, of the Oberlin “Tribune” made a pleasant call at the NEWS office Monday.
Mrs. J. Abell and Mrs. Geo. Rathbun spent Saturday in Cleveland.
A fine load of new boats made of cypress very light just arrived over the L.S. and M.S. Ry for Foster’s boathouse.
Cabbage plant 5c per doz. – Mrs. C. Heidloff
Miss Maud Fischer left Monday for several weeks visit with friends and relatives at Adrian, Mich.
H. Williss [sic] of New London has charge of N.A. Foster’s boathouse at the foot of Ferry street this season.
The Telephone Directory is now in the hands of the printer and will probably be issued some time during the next week. It was expected that it would be completed this week but has been delayed on account of illness in the family of the printer and the inability to secure help when most needed.
[VV. Ed. Note: Pearl Roscoe was the printer. His mother, Helen Forster Roscoe, had fallen ill earlier in the year and had been staying with her son and daughter-in-law (Pearl and Bessie Roscoe) at the print shop. Helen and her husband Caselton lived in Milan and did return there where she died on June 27, 1907. She was my great-grandmother.]
Geo. P. Wahl is moving the small building used as a confectionary and lunch stand at Ceylon Junction to the Linwood Park station. A larger stand has been erected.
Mrs. Emma Naegele has decided to remove the old building near Howell’s blacksmith shop and build a residence on the lot.
[VV. Ed. Note: This is interesting. Mr. Howell’s shop was located on the west side of Main Street near the corner of Ferry Street. I wonder which house she built?]
Lottie Burrili is on the sick list.
WANTED – Room and board in private family by a young man of good habits. Enquire at the NEWS office.
WANTED – Boys and young men at once F.W. Wakefield, Brass Co.
WANTED – A good girl for housework. Enquire of Mrs. Caroline Miller.
Hmmmmmm....
By Mary Wakefield Buxton
It’s hard to grow up especially when one is far away from home. That first year in Lynchburg in 1959 introduced me to a world that was distant from everything I had ever known. Some of my memories are excruciating even to this day.
One weekend while coming back from a Phi Gam fraternity “Fiji Island” party, I sat down in a window seat on the 3rd row of a Trailways bus for the trip back to Lynchburg. A young black girl, perhaps my age, entered the bus and sat down next to me. No big deal, but there was sudden, inexplicable turmoil on the bus between the white passengers and the girl. I had no idea what was happening.
Frightened, I got up and exited the bus returning to the terminal. I decided not to get back on that bus but wait for the next bus to Lynchburg. Then the bus driver came to tell me the bus was about to depart and I followed him back on the bus and sat down in a window seat directly in front of the girl, hoping everyone would remain calm.
Unbeknownst to me, I had witnessed my first racial incident. I didn’t know the unwritten “rules” that blacks were supposed to sit in the back of the bus and whites were supposed to sit in the front. When someone later explained this to me, I was incredulous. I had never heard of anything like it in my life.
Coming from a small, all-white town on Lake Erie, I had never even seen an African- American until I first accompanied my parents to Cleveland on a shopping trip. There were no “rules” in Ohio that officially separated people according to race, but in Virginia, most colleges were separated according to both sex and race.
Looking back, there are many things that I wish I had done differently. This incident is tops on my list. I wish I had stayed in my seat and supported the black girl. Or, since I left the bus and then returned, I wish I had taken my original seat next to her. But, I was too young to know what was happening and I did not yet know how to stand my ground in Virginia.
The black girl was obviously looking for a fight and I can’t say that I blame her. If anyone had ever told me I had to sit in the back of a bus, he would have collided with a strong piece of my mind.
But the story wasn’t over. She obviously blamed me for not sitting with her and she didn’t know how to express her feelings in words. And this is where it got scary. As the bus traveled through the winding, mountainous roads back to Lynchburg, I vaguely became aware of a particular sound from the seat behind me, perhaps a piece of candy being unwrapped from stiff paper casing.
I didn’t think much about it but a few minutes later the girl stuck her hand between my two seats and deposited a double edged razor blade next to my leg. She had not been unwrapping candy but a razor blade. I stared at that razor blade all the way to Lynchburg trying to understand what it meant, what her message was to me, and why the girl was so angry.
That year I began to see the lily white world I had entered, not much different in that regard from my life in small town, Ohio. Except for one thing: in Lynchburg those that served us were all dark skinned. For the first time I began to notice the legions of black ladies getting off the city busses in front of the school each morning and fanning out over the campus to prepare food for us, clean our rooms, and launder our clothes.
But why were all the students white and all the servants black? I saw at last there was a caste system in place; whites lived one life and blacks lived another.
Years later I realized the same system was in place in Virginia with regard to sex. Men lived one kind of life and women lived another. People were supposed to be happy with the roles that society then mandated, but not roles based on brains, character or even willingness to work hard to achieve individual dreams, but based on race and sex.
I wondered if one person could ever make a difference. I wondered if working to open more opportunities in society for all, perhaps with my pen one day… would that kind of activity be a first step to becoming a lady?
[VV. Ed. Note: Mary was kind enough to forward me this series to be used in "Views". The series will be running in the Southside Sentinel (VA) in separate columns starting March 5, 2015]
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.
…teen, first section, in 1818, and James Duncan on lot fifteen, same section, at the same time. They both left for Indiana about 1821.
Richard Falley located on lot twenty, section two, in 1818, and died there in 1835. A young man by the name of Coolige came here in 1816 and died in 1817. John Cowell located in the northwestern part of the township in 1818, and lived there until his death, in the summer of 1871. Philip S. Cowell came about 1820, and located at Castalia, and lived there until his death, in 1869. Major Freederick Falley erected a frame for a house and raised a large barn in 1818, the first frame building built on farms in the township. Both were standing until quite recently.
Joshua Pettingill and his son Samuel came here about 1816, and about half a mile below Mr. Snow's, on Cold creek. They were natives of Vermont, and lived on the Cove east of Sandusky during the war of 1813. Both died in Townsend, Sandusky county, several years since.
Of these first settlers, the following took part in the Revolutionary War and 1812: Major Frederick Falley, when but eleven years old, accompanied his father as fifer in the company of which his father was captain, and was in the battle of Bunker Hill. After General Washington came into the command of the army, he returned home with his father, who was employed by the government in the manufacture of firearms during the war. He died in Margaretta, July 3, 1828, aged sixty-four.
Samuel Drew, a Revolutionary soldier, came to Margaretta about 1830, and resided here several years. He was a pensioner and died some years since. Captain Andrus Parker was in the army at the taking of Burgoyne.
Thomas Caswell served in the war of 1812, on the frontier, in the State of New York, and died here in 1853.
Henry Jones served one campaign in the State of New York, and died here a few years ago.
John L. Wilner, who was an early resident here, was in the army at Fort Meigs in the war of 1812.
Elihu Parker served eighteen months at the close of the war of 1812. He still resides here.
Robert Snow, son of D. P. Snow, was doubtless the first white child born in Margaretta. He was born in 1811. Charles Butler was born the same year, but whether here or in Canada we cannot say.
The first marriage in the township - was that of Charles Butler and Clarissa, daughter of Capt. Andrus Parker. The ceremony was performed by William Richey, Esq., of Groton township, in the spring of 1816. The second marriage was that of Dan Putnam and Louisa Ensign, of Groton, at which ceremony the same justice officiated.
The first deaths were those murdered by the Indians, June 3, 1813, a particular account of which has been given. The second death was that of Mrs. Butler who never recovered from the effects of her captivity by the Indians. We do not know whether or not there were any religious services at these burials.
The first house was built of logs at the head of Cold creek, section three, by D. P. Snow, in 1810. The first stone building was built by Thomas S. Thomas, near the head of Cold creek, about 1833, and is now, 1879, occupied by V. Palmer. It was a small dwelling house.
A weekly mail route, from Sandusky City to Lower Sandusky, was established in 1825. The mail was carried on horseback, by Cyrus W. Marsh, and Sam B. Carpenter was the first postmaster in Margaretta. Carpenter was succeeded by Elisha A. Hubbard (now of Newport Center, Johnson county, Iowa,) in 1837. He held the office until 1843, and was followed by Daniel P. Russel. The name of the first post office established was Margaretta, and was changed to Castalia, in 1843. In 1810, Cleveland was the nearest post office. In 1811, one was established at Bloomingville, Oxford township, which was the nearest one until 1825. T. C. Adams is the present incumbent, May 1879.
In 1811 Maj. Fred Falley, (who had been trading for five years at different points on the Reserve), got his effects together at Cold creek, and started the first store in Margaretta, trading principally with the Indians. He soon after went into the service of the government as a contractor to furnish supplies for the army. In 1816 and 1817 the village of Venice was built on the Bay shore, at the mouth of Cold creek, and several stores were established. About 1824, Chapman & Amsden, of Bellevue, opened a small store at Cold creek, and operated for a year or two. In 1834, Burr Higgins commenced trading here, and continued until 1855, when he sold out to Samuel Ainslie, who brought in a good stock and did a respectable business.
In 1839, Davidson, Hadley & Company opened a small store at Cold Creek, and did business about a year. Russell & Burton, H. and F. Vandercook, Cleveland & Rice, Robert Whitney, Harley Long, J. W. Barnum, William Bardshar, W. C. Baker, William Grove, and others, too numerous to mention, have done business at Cold Creek.
Numerous drinking saloons have been doing a thriving business from an early day, of which our graveyard has made a record.
[VV. Ed. Note: Now that’s an interesting comment. Does that mean that a good number of souls drank themselves to the grave?]
Very little money was in circulation in the early settlement of the country. Skins and furs were the principal articles of exchange. The community here, as well as elsewhere, suffered by the worthless banks chartered by the State after the war, and the- large amount of shinplasters (shilling bills) issued by irresponsible parties. Change was made by cutting a dollar into ten-shilling pieces, to some extent. From 1813 to '15, the people in this section of the country had no saw or grist mill, and the meal had to be made…
A.D.'s Soda Fountain: Mr. Baumhart's soda fountain and his ice cream were legendary. Shortly before this advertisement ran in the NEWS he installed a new machine to make ice cream.
As a kid I did frequent the store. But by that time he wasn't making his own ice cream anymore. Too bad (for me).
The nice part about living in a small town is that when you don't know what you're doing, everybody else does, often long before you actually get around to doing it.
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'".
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.
MARY WAKEFIELD BUXTON’S LATEST BOOK “The Private War of William Styron” is available in paper back for $15.00 with tax and can be purchased locally at Buxton and Buxton Law Office in Urbanna, ordered from any book store, Amazon.com or Brandylane Publishing Company. A signed, hard back edition may be purchased from Mrs. Buxton directly for $30.00 by writing her at Box 488, Urbanna, VA 23175 and including $6.00 for tax, postage and packaging.
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