Friday, November 25, 2005

Issue 43


-------Olney Memories # 43

Norm Axelson

naxelson@comcast.net

My father Arthur Axelson worked on the (IC) Illinois Central Railroad for 20 years out of Chicago, Ill.

I remember riding the Steam Locomotives and when they switched them from track to track my brothers and I would sit on the Train while it turned on the Round Table. I remember riding back and forth in the yard when they were moving empty cars around. My father and mother are still living here in Jacksonville, Fla. and are approaching their 60th anniversary on June 1st. 2006. I have 2 brothers, Thomas and Robert with 3 sisters, Barbara, Susan and Deborah. My brothers remember Luther League at the local Lutheran Church with Roger Boatwrite and Danny and Charlotte (now) Hundley and the Shearers. I worked at the only theatre in town the Arcadia in 1964 as a jack of all trades mainly stoking the furnace in the basement and taking tickets at the door. I remember getting a hard time by the senior football team as my senior year was the only year I got to play (practice). I played in 2 plays but what I went thru for those 2 plays was something to forget.....Ha Ha

I cant make this reunion which is our 40th but if the good Lord is willing I will see everyone in 2010.

Norm Axelson

Class of 1965

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Suzanne (Conour) Miller

scooter@wabash.net

I have read the first 6 OM's and here are some of the memories that came to mind. Since I have not read all of the OM some of the things I remember may have already been mentioned. If so please bear with me.

A different person named Beal owned the news stand on Whittle Ave not the Beal who owned the Motel. A relative of mine worked at the news stand. At one time we had three Kroger stores in Olney. I can't remember just where they were but seems like two of them were both on Whittle. Gassmans's Town Talk not only had good ice cream they also had the best carmel corn you could find anywhere. You could buy different size bags of the corn. My dad used to take me there every Sat night and the minute "Tubby" Gassman saw us come in the door he would start dipping up the chocolate ice cream as he knew that was all I ever asked for. My Dad Charles Conour was janitor at both Cherry and Central schools. He started at Cherry in the 1930's and finished at Central after World War II. My father-in-law Elmer Miller was the janitor at the Middle School when it was at the old high school on Main Street. Does anyone know what happened to the members of the Congregational Church on the corner of W Main and Camp next to Prairie Farms? Did they merge with another Christian church or what. Frank Martin also played the organ at the skating rink west of town. Fred Noerenberg took over after Martin left. Played good music to skate too!! I believe the Olney Hotel on E Main used to be an Opera House in the early days of Olney. I believe they had stage shows there. They did have dances on top of the swimming pool at the park on Sat nights. There was a juke box and I think sometimes they had a band play. Taylor's Print Shop on W N Ave used to stack colored paper outside the door and kids could help themselves to the paper. Made great paper chains!! You could buy school books at Gaffners and returned them after the school year and they would buy them back, but not at what you paid for the them The white squirrel count is underway now and will be for the next several weekends. It is done every year about this time. Tilton Drug Store next to the Arcadia would give you free sodas for your A's on your grade card. You could go in the store from the street or from the lobby of the Arcadia. My mother worked at Producers Dairy (now Prairie Farms) wrapping butter. They would bring the butter in on big trucks already cut in quarters. She would take a quarter and wrap it in a treated paper. She would bring home boxes of the paper each night and we would set down at the table and fold one corner of the paper so she could pick up the paper one at a time and roll the quarter of butter in the paper. She got real fast at wrapping the quarters. She also worked at Harms Laundry on E N Ave. In the summer time after work she and other employees of the Laundry would go to Whittakers and buy big pitchers of cold drinks. There was no air conditioning in the laundry and it got really hot.

I will read some more of the OM and will send more of my memories at a later date.

On a personal note I married Don Miller in 1965 and we celebrated our 40th anniversary this past March. We are the proud parents of five children, ten grand children and three great grand children and one on the way. Sadly our oldest daughter Linda passed away three years ago after a 34 year battle with MS My e-mail address is scooter@wabash.net and I would enjoy hearing from old friends and classmates.

Susan Conour Miller

Class of 1950

Jim Dale

jdale@uark.edu


Palmer Method of Penmanship
In the late 1920's and early 1930's in lower grade school classes the
teachers tried to teach us proper penmanship with what was called the
Palmer Method. I was taught this method in the
Cherry Street School. The
method was devised by Austin Palmer in the late 1800's before
typewriters came into common use. Since all records and bookkeeping were
hand written he thought for accuracy it was very important that such
writing should be legible. Educators soon thought that students should
also learn the method and it became part of the curriculum in most
schools.
The Palmer Method was based on repetitive writing exercises in which
you wrote the letters of the alphabet over and over, both in capital and
small letters. Pads were available that had examples of the letters at
the top of the page, and under them were lines where you did your
practice writing. You were supposed to make the letters exactly as they
were shown. You would make row after row of each letter and the lines
would show you how tall each small and capital letter should be. If you
did not stay within the lines you might get admonished by the teacher. I
remember two things about the method and that was the two ways to make
r's and t's. There was the conventional "r" and the newer and more
modern "r" that was faster and easier to make. I still use the latter
form. There was the normal "t", and the final "t" that you could use at
the end of a word. You did not cross the final "t" and instead after it
was written you just made an upward slanted motion to end the letter. We
made row after row of final t's, day after day and week after week. We
similarly made rows of circles. I do not think I ever used the t's and
circles except for doodles on notes at boring meetings. We were taught
how to hold a pen or pencil in our fingers and that we were not supposed
to write by moving our fingers. You were supposed to write using your
forearm and wrist in a sweeping motion. A good but impractical idea.
In addition to improving our penmanship, the exercises probably
taught us a little discipline about following orders. The method had one
major drawback. It had no provision for left-handed people and many
teachers made lefties start writing with their right hands. Since this
was against an inborn trait, most lefthanders ended up with rather poor
handwriting skills. I know because my brother, Bill, was such a victim.
However, it did help make him ambidextrous.
In summary, I do think that the Palmer Method we learned in grade
school did allow some of us "old timers" to go through life writing
rather legibly. Exceptions would be those that went to medical school
and retrogressed when they were taught how to write prescriptions.

Jim Dale

Class of 1940

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George Roth

gsroth2@psbnewton.com or

gsroth2@verizon.net

Dear Ann

Sorry about your mother and father. Am sure they told you many stories about growing up in the early 1900's

My mother, Florence Brassie was born in Olney in 1998. She was office manager at the Olney Shoe Factory and a school teacher before she was married.

They lived at 327 E. North Ave. My grandfather had a barn behind their house. He purchased horses for the United States Cavalry. He kept them in the barn until he had enough to deliver.

I remember my father John (Jack) Roth telling many stories about delivering them to Vincennes where they were purchased and shipped out to the army

They would ride the lead horse and tie the next horse to its tail. They formed a long line of horses in this fashion.

You can imagine what happened when an automobile (rarely) came passing by and honked its horn. Many of them were wild horses and had never been ridden. I would sit for hours and listen to my grandfather tell about his experiences.

We owe our ancestors so much for what we enjoy today. Your mother and father were among them.

I worked at Mike's West Side and Mike's East Side when it opened. It was a great place to start working your first job. We met almost everyone sooner or later. It seemed like hundreds of people came to eat there most days.

I am now Deputy Coroner of Jasper County and work at funeral homes in Newton, Dieterich and Greenup.

I think some of the training at Mike's helped prepare me to meet many different people.

I would love to hear from of see letters in Olney Memories from other Mike's employees.

Thanks Ann for the great memories you provide for all of us.

George J. Roth

gsroth2@psbnewton.com or gsroth2@verizon.net.

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Billy Bender

bbender@wabash.net

I would like to add my 2 cents into the next "Memories". Does anyone remember gas prices in the 50's? Donna Slunaker had a convertible and about 5 or 6 of us gals would all chip in 10 cents each and we could ride around all day on that amount! Sometimes we even went out of town, but I am sure our parents didn't know!!

Enjoying catching up on all the previous memories; thanks for sending them to me.

Billy Bender

Class of '54

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Ruth (Winkler) Reckling

rareckling@peoplepc.com

It is so nice to be missed by someone that isn't related to me. Well for anyone that wants to know I moved to the Grand Strand in Myrtle Beach SC. It is so beautiful here and I bought a very nice condo with extra bedrooms so any old friends thinking for visiting the East Coast let me know. My e-mail is rareckling@peoplepc.com.

Really love reading the memories and hope they continue. It saddens me to know we are loosing some of our memory makers. Let's all stay in touch.

Ruth Reckling

Class of 1959

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Cheryl Ginder

lovey68@verizon.net

I have been collecting old Olney pictures for years and now I am the head of a committee that is going to publish a pictorial history of Richland County and we were wondering if you could place a notice in the next issue of Memories to ask for people to submit pictures, drawings, or maps of Richland County. They could submit them to: Cheryl Ginder, 1430 North Silver Street, Olney, Ill. 62450. The submissions will be returned upon completion of the book. They would need to write a commentary about the picture, plus a date (if known) with pencil on the back of the picture along with their name and address. They can also pre-order the books through me at that same address. This will be a quality leather hardbound book that will be published in 2006 in time for the holiday season. The pre-publication price will be $37.95 (after publication the price will be $42.95) plus $6.50 for shipping plus tax of $2.28 if an Illinois resident. This will be a once in a life time opportunity to have a book with so many historical pictures of our county history. We especially need pictures of old schools, churches, stores, and homes of the towns of the outlying areas of Richland County such as Parkersburg, Noble, Claremont, etc. as well as Olney pictures. For any questions call me at 618-392-2282.

We appreciate any help with this project and if you would like to be a committee member we'd love to have you...the only requirement is a love of Richland County, and I already know that you have that requirement.

yours truly,

Cheryl Ginder

Class of '68

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Ann Weesner King

pianoann97@aol.com

In looking through some papers of my mother and dad's recently, I ran across this poem written about the history of Olney. Thought it might be appropriate for the Olney Memories. Hope you enjoy it.

The History of Olney, Illinois

Have you ever thought of Olneytown

In quite an early day,

Ere Thadeus Moorehouse settled down

And helped to pave the way.

When he moved in, he drove his team

Where none had been before

There were no engines run by steam

Nor tracks to run them o'er.

T'was eighteen hundred and fifteen

When first he did appear,

And only redskins could be seen

As people living here.

It did not even have a name,

T'was just a wild frontier,

Though it was overrun with game,

Bear, bison, elk and deer.

For three long years of grief and joy

Old Thadeus had to wait

'Til this new land call Illinois

Became a legal state.

And farther south there sprang a town

Quite near where Calhoun stands.

They started cutting forests down

And cultivating lands.

Elijah Nelson settled down

On Fox, some two miles west

And founded there, old Watertown

Which now, has gone to rest.

And then in eighteen forty one

A greater thing was planned,

This famous county was begun

And given name "Richland."

The county had to have a seat,

But where, nobody knew.

Its every hamlet wished to greet

The county courthouse, too.

And thus began a tug of war

For site of county seat,

And each advantage to and for

The settlers did repeat.

At last the matter simmered down,

a vote was later planned,

'Twould either be at Watertown

Or on this center land.

The site selected by Judge Shaw,

The voters chose it too

And thus the will of learned law

Came proudly into view.

The new town had to have a name,

'Tis Olney, said Judge Shaw.
And after contest it became

Another will of law.

Sir Olney was a friend, renown

Of Shaw, who had his will.

He ne'er resided in this town

But lived in Lawrenceville.

And when once started, Olney grew

Unto its present size,

And what it may be coming to,

We only can surmise.

I've lived here twice, before this day

And shall not let it down,

And so, in closing, I shall say

"It's just a darned good town."

James M. Findley, Flora, Ill.

June 9, 1950

Ann Weesner

Class of 1960

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Wednesday, October 5, 2005

Issue 42

Hello everyone, I just got word that Tom Gallagher has passed away. Tom had contributed some interesting memories for us all to read and share with one another. We will miss hearing from him and our sympathy goes out to his family. Another reader of Olney Memories recently passed away whom many of you knew. Don "Pete" Peterson played a big part in locating people and their addresses who were interested in the Olney Memories. Pete too will be missed and we extend our sympathy to his family also. On a more personal note I would like to mention my own parents, Chris and Venus Weesner. They were born and raised near Olney and spent most of their married life living in Olney. In 2000 we brought them to Texas where they would be near us. On August 19 my mom and dad celebrated a very unusual wedding anniversary.......75 years of marriage. Exactly 10 days after this big celebration, my dad passed away. He was 98 years of age. Then exactly three weeks later to the day, my mother who was 96 years old, also died. They enjoyed reading the Olney Memories and all the things that all of you have contributed, and up until the last year or so, they remembered the things that happened quite well. Please remember to drop me a note with any address changes you might have. Does anyone know the current address of Ruth Winkler Reckling from the class of 1959? Ann Weesner King pianoann97@aol.com Class of 1960 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Olney Memories # 42 Robin (Bellinger) Long ROBINMOMMY9@MSN.COM I just finished reading the entry by Sheryl McShane Greene. I too live outside of Phoenix. I thought I was the only person in the world that missed Olney for those exact reasons. The Olney I remember is where I want to raise my children. I don't like to lock my doors at night. My oldest daughter is 13 and Ewwww's at the thought of chowder (if she only knew how good it was!!). The school here are horrible. My husband and I are trying to find a way to moved back "home". Olney is the only home I have ever known. I miss it to and don't feel so alone in the longing for it. Thank you! Robin (Bellinger) Long Class of 1990 Kay (McCarter) Harbaugh ho643@wabash.net I am looking for information on the weight scales that used to be in the 100 block of West Chestnut here in Olney. They were right beside Bower Park. I would like to know when they were taken out. Doll's bought the scales but the boys don't remember when their father bought them. The weight master's booth is still sitting at Doll's. My e-mail is ho643@wabash.net. Thanks, Kay McCarter Harbaugh Class of 1961 Gloria Dean masdean@aol.com Ann as usual I loved the latest Olney Memories (#41) and upon just beginning to look at them I saw an article that really excited me. Jim Dale had an article in there about "Richland County Men that died in WWII" and in that article he had mentioned my uncle Louis Clay Mahan. I faintly remember my uncle as he was leaving for the Philippines before the start of the war. I am the oldest living member of the next generation and therefore the others didn't even get to see him before he left for the war. He was taken a POW almost immediately listed as MIA for a time and then declared a POW. Later in the war he along with hundreds of other prisoners were being moved to another place for more slave labor duties. The ship was torpedoed by the Allies not knowing that there were American's on the ship. So once again my uncle was listed as MIA and l later declared dead. That is all I knew about my uncle and was so happy to read about the book that Jim Dale and his wife had put together. I immediately contacted Jim and he very willingly mailed me copies of the book that are about my Uncle. In the article and letter he sent he told of places we can check to find out different things about my uncle. Also I had no idea and I know that my siblings and cousin knew there was a cemetery where he was honored. I am so thankful for not only the Olney Memories but also for Jim and all the wonderful historical articles he submits. Thanks Ann and Jim and all the others that send in articles. Gloria Dean ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Kay (McCarter) Harbaugh ho643@wabash.net If anyone can tell me where I can get some old pictures of Olney I would really appreciate it. Our kids don't know many of the sites here and many of the sites are now gone. Kay Harbaugh Class of 1961 -------------------------------------------------- Jim Dale jdale@uark.edu

Illinois Central Train Ride-Many people may not remember or know that
at one time there was passenger train service on the Illinois Central
Railroad that went north and south through Olney. My first train ride
was when I was about 6 years old, in 1928, and it was on this Illinois
Central Railroad from Olney to Calhoun. The train had a steam locomotive
and as I recall just had one old-fashioned coach passenger car. I was
too young to notice but there were probably a couple of other cars on
the train which held freight, mail, etc., because in those days any
shipment of merchandise that was large or heavy went by train since
there was no trucking system as we know it today. I understand that the
old IC railway depot does not exist today, but at one time it was
located a couple of blocks north of Main Street and about a block west
of N. Walnut Street.
Regarding the passenger service, Glenn Swinson, who lived at Dundas,
believes that every day there were two passenger trains that went both
north and south through Dundas and Olney. Although the Illinois Central
had numerous lines and branches, Glenn recalls that the local passenger
train ran between Mattoon, IL, and Evansville, IN. John Summers noticed
the following statement in the 1991 sesquicentennial history book about
Olney. On page 76 it says: "Students from Ingraham, Dundas, Claremont,
and other towns came to O.T.H.S. and then went back home on the
weekends. Students from Calhoun and Parkersburg came to Olney every
morning on the 8:45 train and went home every evening on the 4:25."
Back to my trip, my caretaker for the approximately 8-mile trip to
Calhoun was our hired girl at the time, and she was taking me home with
her so she could spend the weekend with her parents who lived on a farm
near Calhoun. It was quite an adventure for me, getting to take a
16-mile round-trip train ride, and also getting to spend the weekend on
a farm in the country. I do not remember, but I imagine that her dad
picked us up at the station with a horse and wagon, or a buggy, since
most farmers in those days did not have a need for an automobile. I
barely remember sleeping in an unheated attic-like room with thick
comforters for warmth. For breakfast we had a cereal-like mixture which
consisted of parched corn that had been run through a hand-cranked
coffee grinder. It was rather coarse and even after being drenched with
milk and sugar and allowed to soak a while, it was still pretty hard to
chew. Except for its hardness it was actually pretty good.
Interestingly, during the Revolutionary War many of our soldiers,
especially those from the Carolinas, carried bags of parched corn with
them as their sole source of food on long and forced marches, thus it
was a proven source of sustenance.
During the weekend I remember that we took a horse-drawn dry land
sled and brought in one or two shocks of corn from the field into the
barnyard to feed the livestock. When the teepee-like shocks were pushed
over on to the sled there were numerous mice that scurried about because
they had lost their homes. We tried to eliminate the mice with big clubs
because they ate and destroyed many ears of corn that were needed for
the livestock. Needless to say, my first ride on a train and weekend in
the country was a memorable occasion.

Jim Dale Class of 1940 Ann Weesner King Pianoann97@aol.com I found the following article when I was going through some things of my mother and dad. I thought it was fitting for Olney Memories. There was no name printed in association with this story. A Short History of Olney Olney, the county seat of Richland county, was founded in 1841. The name Olney was not a local name. It was given the name Olney by Judge Aaron Shaw, one of the pioneer settlers of Olney who was a good friend of a banker in Lawrenceville name Nathan Olney. The first building used as a courthouse was the home of Benjamin Bogard, who lived in the extreme east part of Olney near Bogard's Run. The newly organized county board paid Bogard $1 per month rent for the use of one of his rooms for the county officials. He was also to furnish wood for heating the room. The first courthouse was erected in 1842, three blocks north of the present courthouse. It not only served as the first court house but was the first schoolhouse and also the first church in Olney. T.W. Lilley gave the land to the county for the courthouse for building purposes. The first train of the B&O ran through Olney on July 4, 1855. The Olney Municipal Band has been in continuous operation since Marh 1, 1870. It was first composed of early musicians who had played in the Civil War. This band is supported by municipal taxation and holds concerts each summer at the City Park. The Illinois State Fair was held in Olney two seasons during the years 1887 and 1888. At that time the state fair was awarded to cities who made the strongest bids and gave the most prominence. The fair brought an estimated 15,000 people to Olney. The present fair ground was first used as a fair ground in 1979 by the county and state fair. The Olney Municipal Band (now known as the Cummins Municipal Band) played during those fair seasons. Olney has been the scene of a number of newspapers. At one time there were six newspapers in Olney being published at the same time. The Olney Times had the longest history. During its existence from 1856 until 1952, it changed its political makeup four times. It was a Free Soil, Whig, Republican and later a Democratic paper. In 1864, a mob of Union soldiers invaded the Olney Times shop because of statements made by the editor in favor of the southern states during the Civil War. The Olney Sanitarium, one of the most famous medical institutions for many miles around, was located in Olney. In 1898, Dr. George T. Weber, who had been practicing in Ingraham, came to Olney and bought the old Commercial Hotel on East Main Street. He started a hospital there. Later, he was joined by Dr. A.L. Ziliak and then by Dr. Frank Weber, his brother, who had been practicing in Clay City. Later two other brothers, Dr. Neil Weber and Dr. James A. Weber, joined him. They were joined by two sisters who were registered nurses. The Olney Sanitarium, no longer in operation, was the forerunner of the Weber Medical Clinic, one of the oldest in the nation. One of Olney's famous associations is that of the white squirrel. In 1902, Ezra Stroup was out hunting on his father's farm four miles southeast of Olney. He shot into a bundle in a tree and the bundle fell to the ground with two albino squirrels. Elated with his find, he brought the squirrels to Olney and placed them in a saloon window owned by Jasper Banks, Thomas Tippit Jr. and his brother Bert. Tippit released the squirrels in the Tippit woods in the northeast part of Olney. A fox squirrel killed the male white squirrel and Tippit killed the fox squirrel just before in lunged on the female albino. From this remaining white female squirrel have come all succeeding generations of white squirrels in Olney. They are protected by city ordinance and state law. A more pampered animal cannot be found anywhere. Ann Weesner King Class of 1960 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------========================================================== ==========================================================

Monday, August 22, 2005

Issue 40

Paul Berger
marpa@ypisp4u.net

Ann, I have enjoyed reading Olney Memories, having just completed the 39th edition. Took me a little time to digest the complete load. While my perspective is different, not centered around Olney schools, I do have a lot in common because of my affection to the Olney area.

In early 1890's my grandparents on my father's side came to Illinois from near Bern Switzerland. I was born in a farm house about 31/2 miles west of Olney during the depression year of 1931. My parents paid off the 80 acre farm during the depression years. I did not realize we were poor for a couple reasons. 1) We had adequate food, raised most of it on the farm. 2) Our neighbors were experiencing the same. But finding that old black stuff called oil really changed much of the neighborhood. They just did not go to Beverly, Beverly Hills that is.

The first eight years of my education, I attended a one room school (Rock Branch). It was a 1/2 mile walk. Some of students walked 11/2 mile. Our teacher (my favorite Sibyl Campbell) had to teach four different class curriculums. One year 1,3,5,7 and the next 2,4,6,8. We had the recitation bench which was used for some class assembly. I am confident this sounds archaic to many. The school was composed of, usually, 26 to 30 students. My first Superintendent of School was Earl Hostettler(sp) and the second was Vincent Van Cleave. When I graduated from the 8th grade my parents purchased my first suit.

My first experience of an in town school was the fall of 1946 when I started attending Noble High School. The building seemed so GIGANTIC and now I have a locker combination to remember and get to a different class room on time. It seemed overwhelming, what if I forget my combination I would have to go to the office and I would surely be late!

I received my first pair of gym shoes when I enrolled in high school. Our first class meeting I was elected to represent the freshman class on the student council. I ask myself, "what is a student council???" This experience helped this country boy to make friends on all class levels
and soon I knew everyone by name, just like Rock Branch. Although I graduated from Noble High, class of 1950, much of my life centered in and around Olney. I too, have Olney Memories.

I remember prior to Michels taking over the ice cream parlor on West
Main, it was owned by Elmer Smith. In that same block I remember
Borah Ford dealership, Seems like it was Dave Borah. East of there
was Nix Harness Hardware (John and Albert) (Booner's dad). Then
the Godeke store, Carl Godeke started this business and then sold to
his brother Frank and my uncle Charlie Berger. Uncle Charlie worked
for Carl and Frank gave assistance. Few years later Frank sold out to
Uncle Charlie (his sons Kenny and Loren joined him) thus it became
Berger and Sons. Frank went back to work in education at the high
school. Uncle Charlie operated that business until they built a new store
and gas station on Rt. 130 on the corner of West Butler.

Across from Godeke store, corner of West Main and Kitchell was a
DX gas station. I visited them regularly because they gave away DX
reflectors and I used them on my bike. Continuing on west there was
a Day's Produce, Prairie Farms, and the Congregational Christian Church.

Going east on Main, from IC tracks, I remember a tavern and its stint,
Pearl Harrell's Plumbing (Jack' father), a restaurant started by Carl
Godeke and managed by Wayne Salisbury. This was the first restaurant
I had ever gone into alone. I did not know what or how to request food.
I sat at the counter and ordered a piece of pie(10 or 12 cents). Just east
of the restaurant was a stair that took you up to the Duck Pin Bowling
Alley. I remember wishing I could work there and set pins and have
opportunity to earn some money. The Alley was over the old Kroger
store on the corner of Main and Walnut.

In the second block on North Walnut (between York and Butler) on the
west side was Schneiter Bros.Grocery Store. Ray, Johnny, and Paul
were the proprietors. Melvin and Frosty Harms along with a teenager,
Sterl Keen worked for them. Sterl has been a successful cordial
businessman for years. Later in the late forties I began working for Ray
and Johnny during the summer and on Saturday's during school term.
Denny Bemont (Neal's father) was the meat cutter during this time.

On the same side of the street on the corner of Walnut and Butler there
was Jenning's Dairy. My father would take weekly, prior to selling whole
milk to Prairie Farms, the cream, we had separated from the whole milk,
to Jennings Dairy. My mother took eggs to Schneiter grocery. Thus
every Saturday they would go to town to do their trading. I can not
recall ever hearing them say they were taking eggs and cream to sell
and to buy food. Jenning's Dairy sold out to Mid West Dairy.

In the same block on the east side of Walnut I remember Meadows
Meat Market (across from Schneiters). North of them was Mr.
Rinehart(sp) Bicycle shop, a place I visited almost every week. Then
came Hurn's Lumber yard. The night it burned I remember seeing the
red sky from the farm. The firemen had great difficulty fighting the fire
as it was so cold the water was freezing.

Perhaps someone will remember me, I would be pleased to hear from
you. Now residing in Florida I am

Paul Berger ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------


Jim Dale jdale@uark.edu Jim Dale—Class of 1940 While looking at some old issues of the Olney Daily Mail on microfilm, in the December 6, 1944 issue I saw a death notice regarding Aunt Teeny Anderson. It is shown verbatim: 'Tina' Anderson, Beloved Colored Citizen, Passes "Aunt Tina" Elizabeth Anderson, aged colored resident of Olney and in many ways one of its leading and most respected citizens, was found dead in bed at her home 106 E. Lafayette street, this morning. Her grandson, Paul Guthrie, principal of a colored high school at Lexington, Ky., will arrive here tomorrow, and funeral services will probably be held Friday afternoon. The body is at Schaub Funeral Home. "Aunt Tina", Olney's only colored resident, has been an institution in this city for many years, her ability at fortune-telling bringing to this city people from near and far, many coming hundreds of miles to consult with her. Those who were acquainted with her knew her as a lovely, kind personality, and were grateful for her friendship. Coming to Illinois as a little girl with her father, "Fox" Anderson, a liberated slave who was the personal servant of Captain Harris, Newton Civil War officer, she was brought to Olney from Newton when her father moved here a few years after the Civil War, living here about 75 years of her life Comments by Jim Dale: Although the above newspaper article makes interesting reading, the information in the article does not agree with census data mentioned in a previous Memories. For example, the article says she came to the Newton-Olney area with her father when she was a little girl. Factual census data of 1900 showed that she lived in Knox County, TN, was 42 years old, was widowed, had 3 children, and was a school teacher. The article says her father was a liberated slave named "Fox" Anderson. It would be unusual for Elizabeth's married name to be the same as the surname of her father. From information given in the previous Memories article it is my opinion that Elizabeth came to Olney some time between 1900 and 1910. It would be interesting to know the source of the information cited in the newspaper article. Jim Dale—Class of 1940 Gloria Dean MasDean33@aol.com I'm sure that all of you, like me remember WELL the Kralis Plant on South Camp Ave and of course the smell associated with it and the Vinegar plant. But as many of you already know, the Kralis building is NO LONGER. The following article was in the Olney Daily Mail and many of you read it then but for those of you who didn't get to read it, I thought you might like to read the information given there. Also there is a great article in a magazine called the Firehouse Magazine that was submitted along with pictures by an Olney Fireman. The web site address for that article is http://cms.firehouse.com/content/article/article.jsp?sectionld=45&id=41219 . Here is another site: Fire Destroys Plant in Olney, Illinois - (Firehouse.com Photo Stories) Below is a write up from the Olney Daily Mail.

Gloria Dean Class of 50 Kralis burns
By Kevin Ryden Thick, black smoke billowed high into the sky as the old Kralis Poultry Company building was destroyed by a massive fire on Tuesday afternoon.

Olney Fire Department received a call of the fire at 3:04 p.m. and arrived three minutes later at the burning building at 600 S. Camp St.

Flames could be seen on the roof of the building upon arrival of firefighters. There was also a high amount of heat, according to the department's report.

Olney Fire Chief Norm Bissey said about 30 paid on-call firefighters were at the scene and the department also received mutual aid from Noble-Wakefield Fire Protection District and Claremont-Bonpas Fire Protection District. The building, owned by Sloan's Water Well Drilling & Service, and it's contents were a total loss.

There were no injuries and the cause of the blaze is under investigation by the state fire marshal's office.

Tom Sloan, who has owned the building since the Rich-Land Turkeys processing plant closed in 1994, said he was in Clay City when he got the call about the fire.

"Everything's gone," he said Wednesday morning, adding that he did not want to comment about a possible cause at this time.

Much of the building had been remodeled, he said, and many people had used it over the years. Some of the contents included boats that Cal Schrey stored for other people. Sloan said Steve Sterchi also used the building for woodworking and painting.

Equipment from the water-well drilling business was also destroyed.

Sloan said that despite the loss of the building, he was extremely pleased with the firefighters.

"The fire department worked their butts off down here," he said. "I'm really proud of them."

Firefighters had the fire controlled by 6 p.m. and left the scene at about 1:30 a.m. today after cleaning up.

There were still some hot spots at the scene this morning, which were extinguished by firefighters.

The wind proved to be a challenge as the fire spread along the roof of the building.

"The wind was pushing it pretty good," Bissey said.

Some grass and weeds near the scene of the fire ignited and were extinguished.

"It didn't present too much of a problem," Bissey said.

Smoke filled the area and portions of area streets were closed, including the 200 block of West South Avenue and the 600 block of South Camp Street. No one was evacuated from their homes.

Bissey said a portion of the railroad line near the building was temporarily closed. When it was re-opened, trains were asked to go through the area at 10 miles per hour.

Lee Morris, of AmerenCIPS, said there was a brief power outage.

Two circuits were shut off at 4:04 p.m.

One circuit affected 667 customers and power was restored at 4:14 p.m. The other circuit affected 436 customers and power was restored at 4:30 p.m.

Morris said power was turned off for safety reasons. Once the situation was deemed to be safe, power was restored, he said.

"They were very brief interruptions," he said.

Bissey said there were many spectators at the scene of the fire.

He said many people assisted by bringing drinks to firefighters and helping to straighten fire hoses. He said the department appreciated the help.

Bissey said he did not hear of any debris falling from the sky, although he said the high winds probably pushed some of the ash away from the burning building.

Prior to being purchased by Kralis in 1951, the building was owned and operated by Blackburn Poultry House.

Kralis, a wholesale buyer and seller of hens and eggs at the time, moved to Olney from Newton.

In 1960, the company started an eviscerating process, running 25,000-30,000 birds each day and employing 75 people.

By 1981, processing and employment reached its height at 51,000 chickens a day, employing 180-200 workers.

Frozen chickens were shipped in thousand-pound tote bins daily.

The company processed birds from Ohio, Iowa, Wisconsin, Illinois, Indiana, Missouri, Kentucky, Tennessee and Arkansas.

Supply had dwindled by May 1983 and the plant was forced to close.

Rich-Land Turkeys renovated the building and converted it into a turkey processing plant in 1989.

Rich-Land received state funding and local and citizen investments to start the plant.

On Oct. 9, 1989, Rich-Land began processing a limited amount of turkeys.

The plant employed about 125 people and processed about 7,330 turkeys daily with hopes of increasing production to 8,000-9,000. Gloria Dean Class of 1950 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Herma Jenner Dycus-Class of 1936-Herma@mymailstation.com
Ruth Jenner Zwermann-Class of 1938.
Helen Jenner Mehmert Bauman-Class of 1940. helenbauman@netzero.net

This part is written by Herma with input from Ruth. This is my answer
to Wm. Kallansrude. He is a little mixed up on his streets in Olney.
First I must say that the Kallansrudes we knew lived in the 700 block of
N. Boone St. I decided that maybe your family did not know us that well,
but we felt a little left out. You mentioned Gassmanns on the corner and
Eaglesons in the 3rd house and the Jenner family (with 3 girls) Herma,
Ruth, and Helen lived in between those two families. Summit St. is where
Morgan St. ends and starts up again a block or two north of there. Scott
St. is the street just north of the Silver St. School and where Charles
Schneiter's grocery was located. By the way, there were 3 Schneiter
grocery stores. Charles had a store on Scott. Three brothers John, Ray,
and Paul had their grocery on N. Walnut St., and Fred Schneiter had a
store on S. Whittle Ave. just south of Bower Park.
We recall the kite flying, in fact Tubby Gassmann used to play with
the kids some when flying kites. One time when he was flying one, it
took off and Mrs. George Gassmann took us kids in the car and we
followed it clear to the B. & O. tracks which was quite some distance.
We also lived in the 30's Depression. We sure recall Jim Dale's
darned socks. Our mother made all of our clothes as she was a good
seamstress. We three girls could all wear the same size and Helen always
being the early bird always got the pick of the clothes. If you stayed
in bed and decided what you were going to wear, then when you got up
Helen had it on. Our family never owned a car in those days and I can
remember our Dad renting a horse and buggy to take us to our Grandmas
farm. When it snowed he also pulled some of us in a sled to the Elm
Street Christian Church. As kids we also played in Tippit's Woods on N.
Silver St. where everyone put their initials on the big tree there. We
often had picnics there. Some kids picked crawdads out of the creek and
pole-vaulted across it. One thing for sure, we made our own
entertainment in those days. We three sisters now all live near each
other in Greenville, TX
This part is written by Helen-
I am the youngest of the Jenner Sisters (Helen) and I want to add my
two cents to the Olney Memories, which I have enjoyed so much. Saying I
am the youngest isn't saying much since we are all in our eighties. At
present we are all living in Greenville, TX, and in pretty good health.
I grew up in Olney and lived in the same house on Morgan St. until I
left to get married in 1943. I married Henry Mehmert, a doctor from
Chicago, but who was also born in Olney. Many of you remember the
Mehmert Jewelry Store on Main St. His dad was a partner in it until they
moved to Chicago.
I do remember the Depression days, even thought it did not affect me
as much as my two older sisters, Herma and Ruth. I remember when my Dad
was laid off from his job on the B. & O. Railroad for quite a while.
Herma was the only one with a job, working as a waitress at Bell Roney's
Restaurant after school. She shared her measly salary with all of us,
helping to buy necessities. I can remember not being able to afford
season tickets to all the basketball games at Central School when I was
in the 7th and 8th grade. Our coach, Ed Wright, thought I should be
there since I was so into sports and played on the girl's team, so he
arranged for me to sell candy at the games so I got in free. He was so
good to me and saw that I got into all the sport activities, even to the
end of the season party at his house that he had for all the team
members and their dates. We played a lot of softball at Central School
during the noon hour and after school. There were teams made up of both
boys and girls teams within the school and we competed against each
other.
I remember Phyllis Jean Meinhold especially during that period. Her
family was so good to me. Her dad would give us money to go to the
movies now and then and Phyllis would walk me home at night after the
show all the way down Boone St. and then turn around and go back to her
home. Phyllis also sold candy with me at the ballgames. She was into
acrobatics and very good at it. She taught me backbends, cartwheels, and
handsprings, which we practiced all the time on a mattress in an
upstairs room of her house. I remember Neva Schneiter and Suzanne
Gassmann who lived next door and across the street from us. We remained
friends all of our lives. Neva and I still talk and visit each other
periodically. I remember her dad's little store behind their house on
Scott St. across from Silver Street School and how Neva helped to sell
the penny candy. We often got a penny's worth of redhots and a penny's
worth of peanuts which they measured out in a little wooden barrel about
2 inches high, and we mixed them together.
In our neighborhood we were a close-knit group of gals, called by
some "The North End Gang." We went everywhere together and lived in the
same houses all of our school years. We made our own fun. We often
played softball on the Silver St. School yard after school and on
Saturdays. I remember collecting movie star pictures and trading them.
Neva and I helped her mother clean their house once a week and she gave
us a quarter, which meant a couple of movies and a coke maybe. My
sister, Ruth, since we were so near the same age, also ran around with
my age group. We both joined the Sub Deb Club, which was a social club,
started in 1939 I believe. We had dances and outings at Vernor Lake
where we all camped together in someone's cabin. It was a fun time, with
so many more fond memories, too numerous to mention. I remember Virginia
Roberts and how good her parents were to let us take over their dining
room on weekends, roll up the rug, and dance to our big band records.
Many of my memories correspond with those of Jim Dale, whom I knew
through all my school years and have enjoyed reconnecting with at
Reunions and on the Internet.
I am living in Greenville, TX, and have been since 1946. I married
Jack Bauman after my husband died and we enjoy our golf and tennis
regularly. Herma Jenner Dycus-Class of 1936- Ruth Jenner Zwermann-Class of 1938.
Helen Jenner Mehmert Bauman-Class of 1940. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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Jim Dale. jdale@uark.edu Prices of items advertised in Olney Daily Mail, 1943.
While looking for information about Olney and Richland county
veterans of WWII on microfilm of old Olney Daily Mail Newspapers, I
decided to look at ads to check the prices of various items. Following
are some prices of items advertised in 1943:
J. & J. Grocery. Sandwich cookies, 19c/lb; white syrup, ½ gal for 39c; Lifebuoy soap, 3 bars for 22c; oranges, 24c/doz; sauerkraut, 2 lbfor 15c; sausage, 1 lb for 29c; Jello, 2 pkgs for 15c. Bond Drug Store. Toilet tissue, 3 rolls for 11c.
Olney Cleaners. 2 plain garments cleaned for $1.00.
LaRuth Shop. Spring hats, $1.95 to $2.95.
Firestone Store. Car battery, $9.45; jersey gloves, 15c.
Robb's Café. Complete dinner with dessert and drink, 50c.
Gayla Beauty Shop. $3.00 permanents, 2 for $3.00.
Lopins. Ladies shoes, $2.95 to $6.95; men's shoes $3.95 to $11.00.
Godeke's store. Motor oil, 35c/gal; Johnson regular gasoline,
16c/gal; ethyl gasoline, 18c/gal.
Groceries at A. & P. Name brand cigarettes, $1.43/carton; Bokarcoffee, 26c/lb; donuts, 13c/doz; bread, 10c; grapefruit, 10 for 29c;
potatoes, 5 lb for 29c; Northern tissue, 4 rolls for 20c.
Jim Dale Class of 1940 ====================================================================================================================

Friday, July 22, 2005

Issue 39

Mary Nell (Fessel) Nix
Mnnux28@earthlink.com

Feedback to Jim Dale and John Summers on Dance Marathons and
Depression articles.
According to Elizabeth (Ibby) Sebree Brennan there was at least one
dance marathon held in Olney. She knows it was during the 1955-56 school
year because she and her son, Mark, lived at Olney during that period
while her husband who was in the army was stationed in Greenland. Mark
remembers that he was in the 8th grade and the event was held in a
building at the fairgrounds. His dance partner was LaDonna Cook. Since
8th graders participated in the Dancethon it was apparently of short
duration and not like the professional marathons that sometimes lasted
for weeks.
Mary Nell Nix said that her folks took her to a dance marathon west
of Olney on old Route 50. It was in a tent. She was very small and
probably fell asleep. She added: I must have been 5 or 6 years old and
being born in l928 that would make it l933 or 34. I also wanted to add
to your story about the depression. Mabel Litzelman told me this
story. She made big pots of vegetable soup and my grandfather Fessel
(J.B) bought crackers and took it to a bunch of poor people that lived
somewhere close to fairgrounds. I also remember my Mother feeding hobos
that came to out door when we lived on Walnut street. They would sit on
the steps of the back porch and Mother would take out a plate of food.
We were close to IC tracks and I imagine they traveled on that line. I
can remember several instances so they must have passed the word. Hope
you enjoy my additions to your stories. I have lived here my whole life
and can remember many things and also stories from my grandparents. It
is fun to reminisce.

Mary Nell Nix Class of '46 -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Tom Gallagher GallagherTFSr@aol.com

I was devastated by Nancy Hocking's critique of my Douglas Drive prank! For almost 50 years I had cherished the memory of what I thought was the perfect teenage exploit. Now, in light of Nancy's rock solid evidence, it's clear that both my political and historical assumptions were wrong. It's been said many times that "the truth will eventually come out" and I guess its time that the Douglas Drive matter be cleared up even if it leaves me a broken old man. If my parents were still alive they would say I'm only reaping my just rewards for having carried out such an ill-conceived and mean-spirited prank in the first place. I feel like the fool who mistakenly left a burning bag of moist cow pies on the steps of the kindly old librarian who helped him research his history report instead of at the door of the cranky history teacher who made him stay after school for sleeping in class. In may defense, I dare say that others living in Olney in the mid-50's thought that Douglas Drive was named for Senator Paul Douglas. After all, at that time Senator Douglas was somewhat better know than Nancy's brother-in-law's son, Douglas. In deed, I have it on good authority that I was not the only youth who changed that same street sign to read Dirkson Drive under the same misperception during my years at ERHS. As to the political leanings of Douglas drive residents, I'll not challenge Nancy's assessment. But again, in my defense I will point out that at least two families living on Douglas Drive back then drove Ford automobiles rather than General Motors products and one prominent resident wore both a belt and suspenders to hold up his trousers -- usually tell-tale signs of Democratic leanings. In conclusion, I will simply reiterate what I've always said about my Olney remembrances: All that I've written about actually happened. It is all together possible, however, that some of the details reflect the way I would like to remember them. But they are still the truth, or my truth anyway. In all seriousness, I appreciate Nancy's interest in my item and for setting the record straight. I look forward to each edition of Olney Memories and I have especially enjoyed feedback from Jim Totten, Nancy Hocking, Jim Dale, Loy Zimmerly, Dee Leet Brummett and others. Thank you Ann for your service to all your contributors and readers.

Tom Gallagher
ERHS Class of '57

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Dear Ann and all the Olney People, Now that my classmate William Frederick VonAlmen (1st – 12th grades) joined your group, I guess it is my turn. My name is William Eugene Kallansrude and I was born in my grandparents house at 338 North Boone Street on March 29, 1927. I lived there until 3rd grade, except for a short move to Vincennes, Indiana. My father worked at the International Shoe Company (Factory) except for a short sojourn to the Brown Shoe Company when the factory in Olney shut down temporarily during the early part of the depression. My father, along with his brother Carl and family, and Cyrus Hovey (Jerry's father), William Ru0ffner (school board member), Hugh Watson, Tom Stevens, and others had come to Olney from Ft. Dodge, Iowa, to start up the factory in Olney Arlene Hovey's recent obituary noted that she was born in Ft. Dodge. In the 1930's, a number of business people had their homes on North Boone Street: Doit Freeland, Alfred Kaiser (Martha Freeland's brother), Donovan McCarthy, The Schultz's, Karl Gaffner, Phil and Ruby Hyde, Judge O'Neale, John Silas Graves (my grandfather), the Ochs, the Weber family, the Springs, the Schmalhausens (women teachers), Court Poland, the Zimmerlys, Mrs. Betty Delaney and Mrs Turner, James Phillip and Vern Kaley. Schultz's Seed Company claimed to be the RED TOP (wheat) CAPITOL OF THE WORLD. (My mother worked there as a young secretary.) Betty Delaney taught my mother to play the piano. The Kaleys owned a men's clothing store. Turner and Delaney were ex school teachers. My mother told me Betty Delaney was a widow of Custer's Last Stand. I can't verify that statement. In those days, North Morgan Street was an alley from Butler Street to Summit Street (north side of Silver Street School). Until I was eight years old, I walked to North Silver Street School on that alley. In the spring, violets and hollyhocks grew wild on Morgan. Many houses on Silver and Boone Streets had barns on Morgan Street, my grandparents included. Most homes had large flower and vegetable gardens extending to Morgan Street. People placed their trash on Morgan and often times burned it there. North of Summit Street, George (Mrs.) and Louis (Tubby) Gassmann and Stanley Eagleson lived on the west side and Charlie Schneiter lived on the east side. Charlie Schneiter had a small grocery and penny candy store on the north side of Summit across from the Silver Street School playground. I remember a pet parade in town. They gave me a pink-dyed chicken (chick) in a bird cage. I cried so hard they removed me from the parade before the judging. When I was very small, my grandfather, who died in March 1931, took me up town when he talked to old timers. One of the men gave me a Civil War Medallion – they didn't issue dog tags in those days. The tag says "W. D. Chauncey of Wilders' Lightening Brigade" (most likely Cavalry). I still have that tag (Company B 98th Illinois). The paper mache dog which advertised RCA was placed on the sidewalk in front of Bourells Music Store. It was supposed to be Enrico Caruso's dog "Nipper" and the claim was that the music was so clear (non-scratchy) that the dog recognized his master's voice. He was looking with cocked ear at a phonograph and speaker. There was a large billboard across from Van Meter & Pauley, east of Dr. Fritschle's. It was quite large and had a 2"x4" wood framework on the back of it. At night, Richard King and I would climb up the back frame work with a supply of nails or lead nickels from electrical outlet boxes. Carl and George Richardson were friends and owned an electrical shop. We would duck down behind the billboard, let people go by, then raise up and drop a nail or lead nickel behind them on the sidewalk, and then duck down behind the board. The people would search and search for what "they" had dropped. Herrins barber shop, just west of Lamkins Motor Sales had a shadow box affair on its west wall. All the businessmen had their own shaving mug, soap and brush that were kept there until they came in for a shave. I have my grandfather's mug and he died in 1931. The Midwest Bottling Company was on Whittle Avenue between Speith's and Cal Kent's Texaco service station. It bottled carbonated sodas of all flavors in small diameter bottles but very tall. They were knee high (NeHi) and very easy to tip over. (On "MASH," it was Radar's favorite drink.) What some call the Cellar was the "Rat Hole" Billiard Parlor under Bonds Drug Store (originally Schmalhausen's). It had glass bricks in the sidewalk on South Fair and a steel pipe railing all around the stairs leading down. Guys spent evenings sitting on those railings, watching the girls go by. It was later the "Eagles Lodge." The empty lot across from Silver Street School was part of the Wilson mansion property. Olney used to hold home-made kit-flying contest in that field and, later, model airplane contests. There was always a rumor that there was a secret escape tunnel from the mansion in case of an Indian attack. The drug store east of the Arcadia was owned by Mr. & Mrs. Claude Tilton. They had one son Timothy. There was an entrance near the ticket booth and an exit in the Arcadia lobby near where the candy booth was later. My parents believed that Coca-Cola was habit forming (a narcotic) so when we went there before or after a movie and I ordered a Coke, the Tiltons gave me a "Doctor Pepper Coke." In those days Doctor Pepper was sold in six-ounce bottles with a clock face on its side. The hands pointed to 10-, 2-, and 4-o'clock. Doctor Pepper contained prune juice and the claim was that if you drank them at 10-, 2- and 4- you would be "regular." In the JC Penney's store, a cashier sat high on a balcony. All counters had a wire and spring gearing mechanism with leather pouches that telescoped to enclose change. The clerk would enclose the cash and sales slip in a pouch and trigger it to the cashier. Schneiters had two groceries: Charlie Schneiters' north of the Silver Street School and, on Whittle, the Little Farm Market which was run by Jane Hampton's father. The Ice Plant (Lockers) was on South Whittle. The Wilson's lived across the street in a Mount Vernon (Washington style) house. The Lockers made block ice in 100 lb. cakes and delivered ice to homes with ice boxes, before there were electrical refrigerators. In the early 30s, water came from Wilson's Pond north of their house. Hocking Auto Parts and Junk Yard was across the street on the west side, north of the ice plant. Harold's Schmalhausen's father and mother's (Harold L's grandparents) drug store was on the corner of Main and South Fair. After a fire, they moved two stores west and Bond's opened on the corner. Bonds was owned by the Loveman family. Bruce Piper Hardware was between the two. Weiland Goudy was on the north side of Main, west of the LaRuth Shop. 10-4s were a Schmalhausen concoction. The 10/4 was 10 cents for two dips of vanilla ice cream with chocolate syrup, marshmellow syrup and crushed nuts. With Woolworth's, how about Tresslers 5 & 10? Mike of Mike's ice cream originally worked at Prairie Farms Creamery. Mary Margaret Michaels married Jerry Hovey and Mike's Ice Cream Parlor became Hovey's. Elks was always the Elks. The Elk's Lodge was there on Kitchell Avenue, south of the theater. Your Early News Stand, two doors south of the First National Bank, was "Peck" Charles G. Griffin's until the 1950s. I departed for the U.S. Navy from there in April 1945 on a Greyhound Bus. The Cumberland coaches ran North/South from there also. Murray's Hardware was at the corner of Whittle and Main. He had both a front entrance on Main and a side entrance on Whittle. The Town Talk was owned by Louis (Tubby) and George (Mrs.) Gassmann, brother of Zean (insurance). The Kroger Store on the corner north of Bower Park was managed by a Mr. King There were two Maas's Markets on the south side of Main Street. One was Omar's Meat Market but I don't remember the other one. The funeral home on Whittle was owned by Chris Porter and Orville Schaub. Chris was Olney mayor for three terms. The Litz Hotel was originally Poland's Garage and Packard Dealership. My grandfather and other old timers used to play checkers in the Packard showroom. Yank and Mable Litzelman won the Irish Sweepstakes and converted the Packard showroom into a hotel lobby and coffee shop (east of the lobby). Poland's Garage remained in the back part of the building. The hotel across from the Post Office South was the "New Olney" (previously named the HAZEL). There was a ten pin bowling alley above a warehouse on South Whittle on West North Avenue, diagonally from the shoe factory and across from Hahn & Doll Pontiac, now Engleson's Oldsmobile/Cadillac. People mention the Alton Vinegar Works and the Hatchery (chicken processing plant) but not the Hickory Handle Works which made ax and hatchet handles and turned baseball bats. It was by the Hatchery, north of South Avenue. Jim Landis Chevrolet was directly across from OTHS (later the Jr. High). Aaron Zimmerly's Garage was on the corner of Main and South Silver Street. Aaron Zimmerly had an old light brown REO bus and he took the OTHS teams to games and meets in it. In the early 30s, a new car went for $595, but not many could afford that. It was the depression years. The gas station two blocks east of the high school on Main Street was Bob and Fred Stanley's Tydol/Veedol Station – Tide Water Associates. The pumps had a large glass bottle on top and a large lever on the side of the pump. You pumped the glass bottle full (10 gallons) and the gasoline was gravity fed into the gas tank. There were wire rings in the glass bottle with a triangle tab on each ring. The tip of the triangles were at one, two . . . ten gallons. You let the gas level in the glass bottle come down to the quantity the customer wanted – usually less than a dollar's worth. I worked there and hated to see a semi truck pull in with a 70 gallon tank. The Elks Theater was in the north side of the building and the club was in the south side. The grocery across from Cherry Street School was owned by Johnny Schaffer. His son Jack played on the OTHS baskedball team in '42 – '46. Gabby Hartnett (Chicago Cubs catcher) used to come to Olney during hunting season and stay at the Litz. He sat in the lobby often. Harry at Gaffners was Harrry Lee Fessel, son of Bud Fessel of Fessel's Cleaners on Whittle Avenue and an OTHS cheerleader for four years ('39 – '42). Fox's Jewelry was south of Bower Park and McWilliams Shoe Repair was also there. In Olney, there were two avenues that paralleled the B&O railroad one block away: North Avenue and South Avenue. Each one had east from Whittle and a west from Whittle but none of them intersected! Enough for now.

Until next time,
William Eugene Kallansrude
Class of '45
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Jim Dale
jdale@uark.edu

Greek Confectioneries-In some small towns there were often
confectioneries, and they were usually owned by Greeks. There were such
confectioneries in nearby Vincennes and Flora. Although confectioner
primarily means candy maker, as I recall the ones mentioned also had
bakery goods, ice cream and soda fountain drinks, and sandwiches. I
think the Coney Island sandwiches that they made were the favorite of
most teenagers. In my eighty-some years of existence I think I have
never tasted any Coney Islands as good as those made by the two
confectioneries mentioned. The secret was probably in the tasty
ingredients, which except for the hot dogs, probably simmered in a steam
table for unrevealed numbers of hours. In looking back, one wonders if
these establishments could have passed the health and sanitation
standards used today for such eating places. The Greek place at
Vincennes was usually visited when we went to Vincennes to attend the
big band concert matinees mentioned in a previous Memories. The Flora
confectionery was visited after attending football and basketball games
there. Although I cannot remember the names of either of the businesses,
a cousin in Vincennes told me that there used to be a Greek place
downtown that was called The Palace of Sweets This could be confirmed
by looking at an old city directory. However, I think it is more
enjoyable just to remember it as the Greek Place.

Jim Dale
Class of 1940

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Sally Byrne Rynard salryn@cox.net I really enjoyed reading about the Great Depression. It really explained a lot about the activities of my parent and Grandparents. I remembered my Grandma Williams darning socks, all lights being turned off when one left a room. My Mother had a special talent in extending a meal, nothing was wasted. When the beef roast finally ended up being hash my Dad really was tired of it!!! I also remember more entertaining in one's home such as meals and card games. Also going to the movies was very entertaining with the feel good musicals plus Roy Roger and Gene Autry westerns. Truly this article was very well done. Thanks,

Sally Byrne Rynard ( 1958)

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Dorothy Tice Moore
Mimidot52@aol.com

My memories of Olney are not as modern as many of the Olney Memories readers and contributors. I graduated in 1950 but I do have many happy memories.
My family moved to Olney, from Albion, in 1942, shortly after WW II was declared. My oldest brother was drafted and after basic training in California, was sent to Alaska and the Aleutian Islands, and was there for 2 years.
We rented a house on West Cherry Street and I went to Central school upon entering the 5th grade. Bernard Eagleton was my teacher, and he was one of the best teachers I ever had in school! Going to Central was a real experience. The boys were located on one side of the school and the girls on the other side. We were Not allowed to mix! How things have changed.
Upon 8th grade graduation. I entered High School, which was called E.R.H.S. Making friends seemed easy and most kids were very friendly. Many of the kids had their own little groups they hung out with. Some were what we called the "popular' and they were the cream of the crop, or so they thought! What seemed so important in High School seems so trivial, as you mature.
Many, or probably all of the teachers we had in High School, are no doubt deceased. Two of my favorites were Edmund Snively, our Civics teacher. and Loren Cammon, our Biology teacher! Many of our teachers were young and just out of the service and I recall our Chemistry teacher had been in the Navy and we heard many war stories from him .Another teacher had been in the Army and stationed in Italy and he too had many stories to tell us about the catacombs in Italy! We received an education not only from our regular curriculum, but about the war stories the teachers had experienced. At times, our whole class was about THEIR war stories! None of us seemed to mind , just anything to get out of classes. But we did learn what went on outside OLNEY.
We did some crazy things in the olden days. We would have a friend who drove us out to "SEVEN HILLS", [how many of you out there remember Seven Hills]? and of course it was pitch dark and we would race over the hills and it was like riding a roller coaster!! If a car had been coming in the opposite direction we would have been hit head on! But it sure was a thrill at the time.
I remember some bakery on east main street, and one of my old favorites was the record store on main street where we could go in and they had individual booths, and you would take the record you wanted to listen to in the privacy of the booth, before you buy! Sorta like today, you can listen to CD's before you buy, sure saves money too. I have purchased some prior that I wish I could have listed to before I bought.
Some memories still come to me and I will try to write more in the future. I hear from some of my former classmates and would love to hear from any of you out there who remember me in school and wish to say "hi."
Jim Dale, just a 'thank you" for the early history of Olney. Your articles are very informative and interesting and having been born during the depression in 1932, I can relate to many of the early hardships of families during the depression. Keep up the good work!


Dorothy [Tice] Moore Class of 1950

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Glenn and Taddy Swinson
gtswinson@msn.com

Jim Dale and John Summers' article brought back memories that have been a part of my life. I was born November 22, 1920, in Richland County, Illinois and have pleasant memories of growing up at a time when a great majority of the people were honest, friendly and willing to help a neighbor or anyone in need. My father and mother had six boys between 1917 and 1929. I know we did not have much money but there also was no debts. If my Dad ever borrowed money, I was not aware of it. He was a World War I
veteran and received a small pension. He also had a creamery (bought cream from farmers) and sold it to a butter and cheese processor. He also had a harness and shoe repair business in the same building. We had four or five acres of land and we grew a lot of garden vegetables that my mother canned for winter use. She also canned black berries, peaches and apples. I remember harvesting what we called soup beans (great northern) storing the vines in a dry building and then in the winter, putting a sheet on the floor and beating the beans out of the pods. It was dirty, dusty work but it had to be done. We usually had one work horse and one or two milk cows. At times we had a sow which got a lot of attention at furrowing time. Every piglet had to be saved. The calves and pigs were sold to buy other necessities such as shoes, clothes and flour for the bread that Mother baked every few days. A twenty five pound bag of flour cost about 15 cents. My two older brothers and I were the farm-hands (I was probably of little help). I mentioned to Jim and John that we also grew sorghum cane. We stripped the leaves off the cane and took the stalks to a mill. There, they ran the canes through a series of gear-like machine which squeezed out the juice. The juice then was put in long vats and boiled. The end result was molasses which was very sweet. This was used on pancakes and cornbread and on cooled cornmeal (grits) which we called mush. We three older boys quite often worked for whoever need some help. The going wage was 15 cents per hour. That wasn't much but no one had much so we were satisfied. If nothing else, the Depression (1929-1942) made millions of us into conservatives for life. The motto of "if you don't need it, don't buy it" and if you can't pay for it, do without. I hope this isn't too depressing but it is what it is.

Glenn and Taddy (Miller) Swinson OTHS Class of 1939
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Bud Dodson buddodson1@comcast.net

Dear Ann, I too think you have started something really enjoyable. I have enjoyed reading your mailings and feel I have some time to add a few. I entered this world in a house on E North Ave, just east of Elliott St with Dr Frischle ( sp? ) in attendance. We moved a lot and my first real memories were when we lived in what was known as the Shoe Factory House. It sat on the NE corner of the block occupied by the Factory. Dad was a Supervisor of one of the floors and worked for Internationall Shoe for 20 some years. Gandad was a Watchman and I think that entitled us to live in the house.. Mr Sterchi always cut my hair, he was located in the building that later was occupied by Hahn Mtrs and now Eagleson's. He was always very nice even though I always thought he stuffed the cut hair down my collar. How I hated and still do haircuts. It seems we moved every year or so, Dad always said we were Democrats because we were poor???? My how times have changed. 1st Grade @ Central, 2nd Grade @ Silver and finished @ Central, 3rd Grade @ Central w/Ms Huffman, 4th Grade @ Cherry w/Ms Holmes ( ? ) or Doane. 5th Grade back to Central, 6th and 7th @ Central. While @ Central Mr. Schaffer our spelling teacher being tired of failing grades on tests, said anyone failing today gets whipped. He had a wooden paddle with holes drilled through it, wouldn't you know this was the first test I failed? Since is was cold I had on two pairs of pants and I told him so. He said "that's OK I can handle it!" Well he did, bent me over the front seat facing the class and I was whipped. I didn't fail any more tests. Can you imagine what would happen today if a teacher just threatened. The worst part was if your folks found out you were whipped. Worse than the one from Mr. Schaffer. On to St Joseph's School for the 8th grade and graduation. During these years I had my first paper route, it was tough getting up and riding your bike downtown to the news stand/bus station on Whittle, counting out, folding and placing papers in your basket and then delivering them, all before 7 AM. Next job was at a Tydol/Veedol Service station on the southwest corner of 130 and Mail ( US 50 ). Made $3.00 per week and had to wipe windshields and pump the gas back into the glass containers after a car bought gas. About this time I got a job at Bower's Drug store. I remember cleaning and straightening either the basement or attic and found all kinds of old stuff that had been merchandise that was never sold. The grade school kids seemed to hang out at Bowers while the High Schoolers went to Schmalhausen's. Didn't Burton' s nd's Drug's Dad trading in his 1929 Dodge for a near new 1934 Dodge at the dealership across from the court house on Main St. I seem to remember he paid $350 to boot! Dealer might have been Larkin's. A common occurrence on Saturday's was to take the car downtown early, find a parking place on Main between the Lutz ( ? ) Hotel and IC RR Tracks, park it and walk home, parking was diagonal.. Later in the day we would walk back downtown and sit in the car watching people walk by. I'm sure the merchants weren't too happy but it was good entertainment and a way to keep in touch with friends. I don't remember many homes having indoor plumbing, at least we didn't in the rental homes we lived in. I think our first in-door plumbing was at 607 W Cherry St. We had a counter top well pump in the kitchen, outhouse out back, one stool in a little cubby hole and of course the galvanized tub for our Saturday night baths. Lighting was provided with a single electrical cord hanging from the ceiling. We heated with coal and wood, had gardens, bought chicks by the hundred's and raised them. Not many basements mostly spaces known as cellars, maybe because they were filled with water when it rained. I remember when Dad would go to pay our charge bill at Taylor's Grocery located on a North/South St west of 130, we kids always wanted to go because we got a free piece of candy. Very few streets were paved, just oiled every year of so and we could always walk home in the ditches that lined the streets when it rained. I trip to Whittakers when we had a penny or even a nickel and we would carefully pick our candy or gum with a picture card inside. Saturday afternoons when Jimmy Cazel, Bobbie Hearring and I would sell War Bond's and Stamps in front to Woolworth's or Tresslar's. The excitement when Olney's 100th Centennial Celebration occurred and the city published wooden nickels. When our Police Chief Bill Armsey was shot and killed during a family disturbance call. How many remember the fire at Hurn's Lumber Yard which was located just north of the business district. Seems it was in Feb 41 or 42. At first everyone thought the whole downtown was going to burn. Numerous Fire Dept's responded but the most powerful were those plumbers Halliburton had in the area. Other memories-Schaffer's Store ( Jack's parents ) across street from Cherry St School, next door to Slater's and Welkers. Our neighbors Phyllis Hunt and Otis & Ruby Russell with daughter Charlene. Otis was an oil field driller and drove this huge car, called a Packard. Swimming for free on Tuesday and Thursday morning's at the pool in the park. The gang that played cowboys and Indians in the west end--Russell Pellum, Paul and Carl Osbourne, Jimmy Cazel, Bobbie Hearring, Wayne and Walter Hunt, Harvey Batemen, Stanley Mounts, the Greenwood kids, John Charles Gibson, Don Taylor, and Harold Gene Reed ( sp? ). The skating rink has been mentioned several times. I remember when it first came to town, set up behind the grandstand in city park. Had seen a lot of wear and use. After a while Ralph Beal showed up and bought it, Dad was the floor manager for quite a while and when it rained we put buckets out to catch the water that leaked through the tent roof. Well I guess that's a good starter. Next time I'll add some memories about High School and WW II as I saw and remembered it.

"Buddy" Dodson
Class of "47"