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Post by BobLane on Mar 28, 2005 20:02:44 GMT -5
Hi David, thanks for the reminder. Farm work. I too pitched hay bales for 50 cents an hour. Set out tomato plants in the spring and picked tomatos late summer, probably for less than that. On the hay harvest, it seems I once counted scratches on my chest and arms, lost count at 10,000. But, as you said, would do it again. We had a lot of fun then even working. Memories....Bob Lane
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Post by Margo CHS Class of 55 on Mar 31, 2005 13:18:11 GMT -5
This is Margo McCalip Hughey. I was born at home on 8th and Cottage Ave in 1937. I grew up on 5th and California Sts. right close to Cummins. Attended Lincoln School, Wilson Jr. High, and graduated from CHS in the Class of '55. I can remember walking to Kitzinger's for a bologna sandwich and a movie at the Rio Theatre, if we had the money. This was our Sat afternoon treat from Dad, to give Mom some quiet time at home.We always went to the Rio as Dad loved Tom Mix, Hopalong Cassidy, Lash LaRue, and all the other cowboy movies. I can remember walking downtown with him on Election night to see the candidates and votes posted in The Evening Republic's front window on 5th and Franklin.
I read a post from Nancy Stevens. Sorry, you can't make our Reunion this year. I will see Donna Burbrink at our Planning Committe tonight and will tell her your messages.
We have a group of classmates from the 1955 graduating class that meet at Grindstone Charlie's at 11:30 a.m. the 3rd Saturday of each month. If you are ever in town on that day, we welcome all classmates to join us.
As for our Reunion, The CHS Class of '55 is in the midst of planning their 50th Reunion on Aug 26-27th this year. If you are a classmate, or know of one that has not been contacted, PLEASE REPLY. Must close for now, but will be checking this forum frequently . May God protect our Military wherever they may Be !! Blessings, Margo McCalip Hughey
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Post by nanc on Apr 6, 2005 9:39:27 GMT -5
Hi to all, and if you haven't checked "Columbus in the 50s" and EC's memories, YOU MUST! They are wonderful. Thanks, EC. Often here, I have mentioned "horses" and they were a huge influence in my Columbus memories. And I do continue with that "horse hobby" to this day, and they still are a big part of my life. Many happy times were spent at the Columbus Saddle Club grounds, there at the end of 8th St. along Hawcreek. Saddle Club members frequently had "bean soup suppers" there. The non-riding women spent the day tending to a huge black kettle of bean soup, and chatting, I guess. After a day out riding the country roads, the riders would return to a wonderful bean soup dinner and "pitch in," and an evening with the adults spending time around the fire talking. While on food, often the club would purchase Sap's baked beans for functions-----the very best, and a recipe that I seem to have fairly well down pat! The kids? Mid way along the arena was the announcer's booth there on the north side. And just far enough away from the adults that.........Remember playing Truth or Consequences with a bunch of kids. The "questions" were always ones revolving around the "current love affairs" within the group. Was always glad it was dark and noone could see the red faces! The Saddle Club and the Junior Trail Blazers put on horse shows regularly during the summer months. The "classes" had totally different names than ones you would find in shows of today. There was the Donut Race where donuts were hung on a string and you had to race to them, and with no hands touching the donut, eat it, and return to the finish line. And oh, how those donuts moved around. ;D There was a race involving carrying water in a cup, but can't recall excatly how that went. And a "cob race" in which one had to drop corn cobs into a nail keg, going as fast as you could from one end to the other. There were horsemanship classes, pleasure horse classes for different age groups. These were classes that were more "sophisticated" than the fun stuff. Recall that Mrs. Yeley ALWAYS won the pleasure class on her big white horse, Betty. There was a Parade Horse class, judged a lot on how much your horse pranced. (Recall before entering the show ring, trying to "fire" my mare up, so she would act "silly." With the gray hairs today, wouldn't do that on a bet! ;D) There was a pair class for the two best matched horses--- judged, both in color and how they worked together---my dad and Ralph Talkington had a pair of black and white horses----Champion and Ranger, and altho the same "color," their spots did NOT match, but they nearly always won because their every move was together. They spent many hours schooling their horses to accomplish this, and won at shows near and far. There was a timed barrel race, where you neck-reined your horse through wooden nail kegs. A relay race, a double's race where one raced to the far end to pick up a rider, and return to the finish line. A three legged sack rack where you and another rider rode double to one end, and then using a gunny sack, with each putting a leg in the sack, ran with horse in tow to the finish line. There was a "musical chairs event" as well. Seems there was a trick horse class where you put your horse through a routine of tricks you had taught them, as well as a trick riding class, and for those that got to go to the Cheyenne Frontier Days, they practiced what they had seen there, with the addition of a few gray hairs for their folks. Anyone remember Walt Baxter riding two horses Roman, with a foot on each, and he nearly always did this at the beginning of every show? There was also the presentation of the colors in the form of a parade of all the participants. The Saddle Club men, and some of the Jr. Trail Blazer boys participated in a drill team exhibition. They rode fairly well matched pairs, and put on a little show during "intermission." Those guys practiced and practiced to perfect their routine. Am pretty sure that when I get into old photos, there is a good one of this group. There was a privy down at one end of the arena, kind of back in the bushes. And sometimes, after periods of no use, inhabited by a snake or two. Could be a risky trip!!! Also there was a hand pump by the area where food would be served---BUT absolutely not safe for human consumption. So much of what I share today, is really of no particular interest, unless you rode in the shows or came to see the fun. I guess, in my heart, this is important to me, as in the horse world today, the shows are so competive, and blood thristy, that I truly feel the kids are not having the real opportunity to "enjoy their horses" like we did. We had so much fun, and memories that I treasure. And that's all, folks, for today!!! ;D Nanc
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Post by BobLane on Apr 6, 2005 20:00:20 GMT -5
Note to Margo, I told in an early post about writing my life's story at the pushing of my kids. Last year I started that, and our remembering each otherrecently made me go back to see what I had to say about you all. I'm sorry, but I got your name wrong, but I think I am close to accurate on the rest. Bob Lane
I want to remember the people of my Fifth Street home, 1015 5th. One of my good friends was Joe Beirline who lived in the house closest to Cummins Engine Co. two houses East of us. We played together a lot at my house and his. We were all over that neighborhood. He had several sisters and brothers, none of which I remember. I do remember he had an older brother, age 21, who had his toe cut off in a grain elevator, got lockjaw and died. That was a terribly painful way to die. It was a sad time for them and his friends. The first house West of us was the West family. He was a retired barber I think. They were good people and my dad really liked him. He died on Christmas day; don’t remember the year he died. Mrs. West always took time to talk to me when I was close to their house. I liked them. The next house West was a family, McCalip, and they had a passel of girls. The two oldest I remember. They were Sheila and Margaret I think. Those were busy girls. I seem to remember some of them were always playing jacks or hopscotch on the sidewalk where I wanted to ride my bike. I seem to remember racing one or both, them on skates and me on my bike. I think I almost lost a couple of times. They were really fast on those skates. I thought they were cute, but at that age I would never have told them. Across the street and East was Union Street. The Records family lived there. Jerry was near my age, and Bobby about my brother, Gary’s age. I think their dad and mom was “Lee and Kate” but I could be wrong there. Jerry and I played a good bit around their back yard, or mine. I think Jerry became a career Air Force officer. Next to them was Jerry Goetz (sp). We walked to school together some and played some. I remember his mom was very nice but I don’t remember ever seeing his dad.
Next house East of us was an old man and woman who seemed to have the devil riding in their pocket. No one could get along with them. Guy Hall was his name, but I don’t remember hers.
I remember a widow lady lived on the corner of California and Fifth. She would come down to our house about every week to ask if I could ride my bike to the A&P store in about a half hour to bring her groceries back for her. I would and wait on the porch for her to walk back, then I would help her take the sacks in and she would give me a quarter, and sometimes a glass of lemonade. I don't remember her name. If anyone has news to update me about these old friends, I would appreciate hearing.
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Post by Margo CHS Class of 55 on Apr 8, 2005 23:48:03 GMT -5
Dear Bob, You keep stirring up memories for me. Do you remember the 2 great Danes that I believe lived behind us on 4th St? I remember one time I went out our back door to walk down the alley and they came out of a concrete garbage bin as they had gotten loose. Scared me so badly I went running back inside the house and it was quite a while before I tried the alley again. I also remember the widow lady you asked about that lived next to us. She was so sweet, and gave us two cats that were absolutely gorgeous! Can't recall her name but I'm sure one of my sisters will. I remember the Bierlien's also. As for the Hall's, I remember they had chickens loose in their backyard. I believe the wife may have had some mental problems as our MOM told us never to tease her, and just say hello when we passed her house if she was outside. Do you remember the brick house that set on the North Corner of 5th & Cal. across from us? I always thought that house was so beautiful! Can't remember ever going inside it, but they always had such lovely flowers.
Nancy, Do you remember a girl named Libby at the Saddle Club? She had either a horse or a pony and was friends with my sister, Leanna. Libby would ride her horse over to our house, and Leanna would help her brush him and loved to pet him. Leanna always wanted a horse, and she fulfilled that dream when she and her husband gave one to their daughter,Karen, for her birthday. To this day, Karen still has horses on a beautiful farm in Florida. Her breed is Friesians (?) I believe. Huge horses and she is such a tiny thing. Will try to locate her website she has for them. Must close for now and will chat later. Have a Blessed weekend! The weather in Columbus has finally turned to Spring with temps in the 70's today! Blessings, Margo
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Post by nanc on Apr 9, 2005 8:24:50 GMT -5
Hi Margo, and everyone else, too, Your question about Libby. Absolutely do know of her. And she lived in a house on 8th St., on the north side, just below the alley that ran behind the houses on Short Central. Her name was Libby Skaggs. As I recall the horse she had was really big!!!! Know lots of kids could ride on it at once. Think she had a couple of younger brothers, and all the kids would ride at once. Recall one time, in first grade at Garfield, that Libby's mom brought a "deceased" hummingbird to school for all of us to see. Altho' for some reason, I think that Libby was behind me in school by a grade. Sue Ann McClure lived on the NE corner of 8th and Short Central and she and Libby were good friends, as well. Sue's mom was Esther McClure, who did substitute teaching, and maybe at one point taught at the Jr. High. Sue and her folks moved to Albuquerque (sp), NM when she was probably in Jr. High. I have kept in touch with Sue, until her untimely passing, here about 3 years ago. She and her husband lived in the Denver area. Actually, I am still in touch with Sue's husband, having talked to him on this Easter. Ed knows Libby's whereabouts, and I will ask him about her when I talk to him again. I played a lot with Sue and Libby. And Sue, who didn't have a horse, and so desparately wanted one, often would ride double with me or Libby. Donna Hollenbeck would join us, as well, riding double with me. And can surely appreciate that your sister is loving her horses now. Would love to see the website. A story about Sue, that she and I have often giggled about. Sue couldn't have a real horse, and so she "rode a broomstick horse." She had a "stall" in her breezeway where she "stabled" this inanimate critter, along with a variety of tack that she had made. When horseback riders would go down her alley and the horses would "deposit" some "road apples," Sue would dash out and recover them so that she had something to clean out of her "horse's stall." Kids today seem to be so lacking in the "creative play" ideas that our generation had. And that seems so sad to me. This is definitely a Paul Harvey tale, and the rest of the story. Sue and her husband lived on several acres in Colorado, and Sue finally had her horses. Several horses, and was very active in the horse world clear up until her untimely passing. That is the part of the story that has always warmed my heart, as Sue so wanted a real horse when she was a kid. Much like your sister, I'd say. Sue's husband sent me some old photos a while back, and I will check, but kind of think that there was a photo with Libby in it. Might be that your sister was one of the group. Thanks for the question, and giving me another chance to recall fond memories. Nanc
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Post by BobLane on Apr 10, 2005 20:42:23 GMT -5
Margo, Thanks for the comments, and for remembering my brother, Gary. His death was a shock, as we did not know he had that serious of health problems. He always kept those things to himself, very quiet brother. Yes, I do remember the Grate Danes. My little dog, Jack, a Fox Terrier tore into one of them once. I had a small chain that I used as a leash, and I tried to break them up whipping them with that chain. I was crying and yelling for Jack to come away, he never heard me. Good thing they didn’t even know I was there. I hate to think what would have happened if that big dog had turned on me. Jack got a good size gash in his shoulder, but held his own for the size difference. Yes, Mrs. Hall was a mental case sometimes. Alcohol and who knows what else. I do remember the house across from you on the corner. I remember an older couple there and they had an adult daughter or a ward and she was some slow. I remember some guy courted her and married her. He was not interested in her, only in getting in line for some money when the couple passed away. Never heard the outcome, but dad and mom were upset that the couple would let that happen. I am glad you put in some bio on yourself. I didn’t know about your husband of course, but I know it had to be a sad time for you and your children. I hope all came though that in good spirits. In my memory search, I find your mom and dad missing. I can only see them without really knowing them. I probably never got know them. Tell me about them if you care to. Not necessary, but would love to know more, and fill in my memnoies of the adults in the neighborhood. God keep you and yours. Bob Lane.
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Post by Margo Class of 55 on Apr 10, 2005 22:19:11 GMT -5
Hi Margo, Your question about Libby. Absolutely do know of her. And she lived in a house on 8th St., on the north side, just below the alley that ran behind the houses on Short Central. Her name was Libby Skaggs. As I recall the horse she had was really big!!!! Know lots of kids could ride on it at once. Think she had a couple of younger brothers, and all the kids would ride at once. Sue McClure and Libby were good friends. Sue and her folks moved to Albuquerque (sp), NM when she was probably in Jr. High. I have kept in touch with Sue, until her untimely passing, here about 3 years ago. She and her husband lived in the Denver area. Actually, I am still in touch with Sue's husband, having talked to him on this Easter. Ed knows Libby's whereabouts, and I will ask him about her when I talk to him again.Sue's husband sent me some old photos a while back, and I will check, but kind of think that there was a photo with Libby in it. Might be that your sister was one of the group.Thanks for the question, and giving *************** Dear Nanc, So good to hear about Libby Skaggs !! I am hoping you may come up with a pic of her, and possibly more info from Ed as I know Leanna would be so happy to hear about her. They were almost unseparatable while growing up. As I said, Leanna loved to help her take care of her horse although I don't believe Mom or Dad let her go down to the stables. So, Libby always rode her horse up to our backyard, and she and Leanna had a ball with him there. I believe Libby did have a brother. Will have to ask Leanna when I chat with her later. Does anyone remember the mill that was down by Westermeir's on California and I believe 3rd Street? Can't remember it's name but it was a real treat to go there, and pick up our baby chicks each spring . We raised them in our one garage for food. We had an old wicker baby buggy, with huge wheels that were some what deformed, we were allowed to push down there to pick up feed for our chickens. We always went in pairs as Mom would not let us go alone when we were small. If we had some money, we also bought a small sack of wheat hearts . It was easy to push the buggy empty down hill past the Able's house on California Street, to the mill, but much more difficult to push it when it was full, back up the hill afterwards. It usually took both of us pushing to reach the top of the hill. The Wheat Hearts were similar I suppose to Cocoa Wheats today, except with out the chocolate, and as I recall they tasted sooooo good ! They were a real luxury for us, as we usually had fried mush for breakfast, oatmeal, or eggs from the chickens.
As I drive past that hill now, it seems not so high at all!! My, how our perspective changes as we grow older. However, I have not tried to walk back up it lately either !! It may grow again !!! Don't know what happened to that old baby buggy, but it played a large part in lots of our "adventures " we created in our back yard. I can remember one time Billy West came over and we decided to "dig to China" and see what it looked like. We did get quite a deep hole dug, and then Mom called us in for lunch. Then it was quiet time for the older ones, and naps for the younger ones. When Dad came home from work, he made us cover it back up so no one would fall in and break an ankle or such. And so ended our "Adventure to see China". Must close for now and scan some other messages... Later, gater... Margo
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Post by EC on Apr 10, 2005 22:33:55 GMT -5
Margo can this be the mill you're talking about?
The Schaefer Milling Co.’s flour mill at 1014 Third Street.
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Post by Margo CHS Class of 55 on Apr 10, 2005 22:48:25 GMT -5
Thank you so much!!! Yes, that is it!! I was thinking Carter's but it just didn't sound right.
Do not know who this is but appreciate your answer. I can sleep tonight without trying to come up with an answer !! Blessings, Margo
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Post by BobLane on Apr 15, 2005 11:35:18 GMT -5
Food for thought or thinking of food. Some of you good folks have mentioned several food items you have appreciated. I got to thinking of food of the 40's and 50's, food that would make a kid set up and take notice. Whatever happened to the Powerhouse candy bar? Or do you remember those licorice twists that had real licorice in them? I think I carried Smith Brother's Licorice flavored cough drops all winter. At lunch time I could get as bowl of chili and a hot dog at the high school café for a quarter. I still need my chili at least once a week, winter or summer; of course mine has more kick to it. Twenty-five cents would buy a big fish sandwich from the fish stand that later became Horn's. That same quarter would buy two Lucas Brothers hamburgers and a coke. Certainly everyone would know where you ate with those cooked onions. I seem to remember a small family restaurant on 7th or 8th Street near Wilson Street that had hamburgers the size of today's whopper, or was the size just my imitation? Did you ever know a kid who likes okra, well I did and still do. But I could stare at cooked spinach all day and never figure out how to get it down without gagging. Never did teach my son to do that either. My mom canned hot peppers that would run you right through the roof, but they were goooood. I think what I remember with the most pleasure are those all day dinners with preaching on the grounds at our little country church. Those farm wives would stay up late to make the best pie, fried chicken and potato salad, and as a very polite young boy, I tried them all so I wouldn't disappoint any of them. Grandmas seemed to always have something special that you never got at home. You had to be careful how you mentioned it at home so mom wouldn't feel bad. Home made apple butter on hot buttermilk biscuits, wow, what a deal, with real cow butter too. Well, I'm hungry now, check you later. May God bless you all. Bob Lane
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Post by nanc on May 1, 2005 9:28:35 GMT -5
Hi, and been trying to "catch up" on my reading of the boards. And a few rather disjointed memories come to mind. Bob, you mentioned having a bowl of chili and a hot dog for lunch at school----me, too! And surely they served other items, but know that was all I ever had when I went to Wilson and high school!!!! At the First Christian Church, I can recall the neat programs that were put on particularly at Christmas time. When I was finally old enough to be on stage at the same time as Mary, Joseph, and the Baby Jesus, I had the shock of my life------as the Baby Jesus was nothing more that a light bulb in a manger of straw! (And I almost wonder just how safe that was.) It had always been so impressive when I had sat in the audience. Would almost bet that instead of "tending to my part" I was staring at the manger! Without a Baby Jesus!!!! My recollection of a meal at church goes back to a time when they served chicken pot pies as the main course. They were so tasty, and I got so sick afterwards!!!! So ill did I become, that to this day, much as I love a chicken pot pie, I will always get sick!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A while back Louise (Sue) Maple had mentioned markets around town. Enroute from my house to Garfield, we passed a market on the SW corner of 10th and Cottage, right where Cottage made a jog. Perhaps, just maybe it was Coleman's Market. Know it was a huge treat if one had a few coins to spend, to purchase a package of Kool-Aid and just eat it from the package, probably we licked a finger and just stuck it into the package to get the tasty treat----and some clever person, not too many years ago, actually marketed a similar type "experience" for kids today complete with a sugar stick for the purpose of getting the sweet powder. Then west of that was Dietz Market on 10th, which in my memory was larger than Coleman's or Hoosier Market. At least it seemed that the building was bigger. I usually didn't venture that far off the beaten track on the way to school, but on an opposite corner was the most beautiful tree that I can ever recall-----Huge pinkish to lavendar blossoms and was a sight to behold when it was in bloom. No clue as to the name of the tree, but I always called it "the tulip tree." Do remember that the factory people would come into Dietz' and make a choice to purchase, and just drop the excat change onto the counter. And leave. I always wondered if they were being honest. Funny what one remembers as a kid. Somewhere in that same vicinity, and a bit onto the west was a barber shop with a black barber. My mom always cut my hair, but for some reason or other, whatever I had done to my hair, it was beyond anything my mom could correct!!!! No beauty shops were open and Mom hauled me off to the nearest barber shop. And that black barber gave me the best haircut I have ever had!!!! Just thinking outloud, what were the zoning laws back in the 40s, as it seems to me that business establishments were randomly placed in residential areas??? Another example of my thinking, was a beauty parlor that my mom sometimes frequented, probably over on Hutchins between 6th and 7th, and that was in a home, but had signs out in front advertising its services. AND while on beauty parlors, before the time of "cold wave" permanents, the women permed their hair with the benefit of some huge contraption that applied heat, I think. I just know it was a horrible looking piece of equipment to make a lady's hair beautiful!!!!! Thankfully, cold wave perms came into use before I ever had to be subjected to that ordeal!!!!! The critters call, and I know pairs of big brown eyes are anxiously watching the back door, as it is breakfast time in these parts. More another day. Have a good one. Nanc
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Post by David Sechrest on May 8, 2005 23:15:40 GMT -5
There is another interesting postcard up for auction on EBAY concerning Columbus Indiana's past. Here's the link: cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&category=20208&item=6176790654&rd=1I don't think this postcard will fetch such a price as that of the Crump Theatre (see the Crump Theatre folder), but the card still remains an interesting one. This postcard isn't from the 1940's. I should have posted it in another folder. If you look real close, I think you can make out a horse and buggy farther up Washington Street. I'm not sure what years the Dixie Flyer was a popular means of transportation, thus the confusion considering the year the picture was taken. The Dixie Flyer is stopped on Washington Street, just north of 3rd. All the buildings on the left hand side of the picture were demolished, and the Commons Mall stands here today. I'll have to check on the date of this card and let you know at a later date!
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Post by Ricky_Berkey on May 9, 2005 5:17:57 GMT -5
Nice to see so many people using this message board. Its getting hard to keep up! I also collect Columbus postcards off of Ebay (its hard to find them locally since most were mailed off elsewhere). I (so far) won't pay over $8 but you can get some really old cards often for far less than that. There are a couple of people whose names always popup on some of the rare cards, they often bid and rebid for days before the auction ends. If they would at least wait untill the last day they might not run them up so high. I figure they will eventually get all the rare ones in their collection so I can get some I've missed.
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Post by Margo CHS Class of 55 on May 9, 2005 13:04:56 GMT -5
Thanks, Ricky ,for posting. It's possible we have bid against each other lately. I have been winning very few Columbus postcards on Ebay as my limit is $7.00. I do wait until the auction is about to close before I start biddng.
I am planning a "post card" album to display at our 50th CHS Class Reunion in August. Hopefully, I will find some cheaper, if I have time to hit some flea markets in Fl . I am going down in June to see my granddaughter, Sarah Kapala, and her band march in the Disney Parade.
Blessings, Margo CHS Class of '55
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Post by LouiseMaple on May 10, 2005 14:11:00 GMT -5
Margo, I notice that you are from the class of 1955. My brother Jim was in the class of 55. We moved in 1950. He went to Garfield and was a friend of Nancy Stevens. Did you know Jim? Nancy mentioned Jim, Dave and me (aka Sue or Susie) earlier Now that I am logged in--on to some of my memories. Among my favorite memories: We would run behind the ice truck--I don't remember the horse drawn wagon but my brothers did. When the iceman would see the card on the front of a home he would chip off the amount that the customer wanted. In the process pieces of ice would fly off. We would grab for the chips of ice on the hot summer days. Remember emptying the water tray under the ice box? It was so shallow that the water usually spilled and then wiping up the water was the next chore. How about buying margarine? It was in a plastic bag with a colored "button"--(red or orange?) that had to be mixed in with the white margarine by squeezing and massaging the bag until the color was thoroughly mixed in. After that the margarine was put in the ice box to cool before it was solid enough to put in a butter dish.
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Post by nanc on May 26, 2005 17:28:01 GMT -5
Hi to all, and elsewhere within this thread, I have posted memories of, what I now am calling "Growing Up Columbus." I truly feel that I had a fun time growing up around 7th and Hawcreek. In town, but just a bit of open spaces for hideouts and all kinds of imaginative play. The area that I grew up in has vastly changed over the years. A friend of my long ago past recently sent me photos of this area now. Thanks. For newcomers, you could never imagine my neighborhood, for Hawcreek itself has been rechanneled, I believe, a new bridge built, as well as a major road that did not exist in my childhood. For you old timers, here is a glance at what we would remember about this part of Columbus. An overview, taken from the Hawcreek Bridge on 7th, looking south. The "weeds" sure needed to be mowed! ;D The white barn and corrals were on our property. The other barn was used by the Talkingtons for their horses. The houses in the background were up on Cottage between 6th and 7th. This photo is taken up in the driveway that circled our house out by the barn which is just out of the photo to the right. The trees in the background are ones growing along Hawcreek, and made for great hideouts. This photo is taken by "The Hollow Tree" and that is where the rustlers always congregated. ;D However, in this case, it appears that the Talkingtons, the Atkins, and my family delegated the area for a picnic supper, and probably a bonfire afterwards. The houses in the background were across the creek to the east. I include this picture as it shows the old Hawcreek Bridge, looking to the NE, and sort of in the direction of the Saddle Club Grounds on around the bend in the creek. And those cowboys, Ralph Talkington and Charlie Stevens. I include this photo to round out the way the area looked. Note the stone wall, as 7th St. ran right above that. This pasture field would flood every spring, and that wall is part of what kept the water off of 7th St., I would guess. And just another note: many, many water moccasin snakes called that stone wall, "Home" down near the bridge!!!
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Post by Margo CHS Class of 55 on May 26, 2005 18:35:30 GMT -5
Margo, I notice that you are from the class of 1955. My brother Jim was in the class of 55. We moved in 1950. He went to Garfield and was a friend of Nancy Stevens.Did you know Jim? Nancy mentioned Jim, Dave and me (aka Sue or Susie) earlier .Louise Maple ************ I looked in my log books and could not find a listing or a picture of Jim Maple. If you moved in 1950, he would not have attended CHS, as we did not start there until 1952. Years for our class was 1952,53,54,graduating in 55. I checked all 4 logs and did not find him. If he went to Garfield, earlier, I was at Lincoln for Elementary. Did he attend Wilson Jr High? I don't have any pictures from then. Sorry, Margo
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Post by nanc on May 27, 2005 9:26:55 GMT -5
Hi to all, and in a recent e-mail from CHS 1948 fellow, I was asked, "Did I remember when J. W. O'Bryan's jewelry store gave away a watch to a boy and a girl graduate." And yes, I do! The way it worked went thusly. Using an 8 day clock movement, a huge wheel, divided into many, many pie shaped sections, was affixed to the clock. Graduates came into the store and signed their name on the wheel. The clock was then wound up, and the contest began!!! When the clock stopped, the hands would indicate the winners. Congrats to the boy winner in 1948. Altho' I can find no photo of the clock used in Columbus, I do have a picture of what my dad did here in Fullerton back in the 50s. Note that there were two sections on the clock, one for boys, and one for girls, thus determining the winners, by the minute hand and the hour hand. Nanc
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Post by nanc on May 28, 2005 7:33:10 GMT -5
Date: April 17, 1947 Intersection: 5th/Washington, as per sign just out of photo to the right Background buildings: Are not those the ones that ran at an angle on that NE corner of 5th and Washington, with the Rio just on to the right? Was not that also the bus stop corner, and there were buildings facing on Washington? Do you think that this car, up for raffle by the Lions Club , was displayed behind those front buildings? I know what the picture tells me, but my memory gets a little fuzzy. Hope someone can offer some input. Thanks. Nanc ;-)
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