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Five and Ten: 1921
... Cincy Caramel Corn The Woolworth store in downtown Cincinnati had one loooong counter at the entrance of the store dedicated to ... 
 
Posted by Dave - 09/12/2011 - 10:35am -

Washington, D.C., circa 1921. "Whistle Bottling Works. Woolworth window." An elaborate dime-store window display for Whistle orange soda, "the food drink." National Photo Company Collection glass negative. View full size. We miss you, Woolworth'sWoolworth's was part of America's 20th century memories. Who over 50 hasn't bought housewares, pens, books, toys or records at Woolworth's? I still have happy memories going shopping downtown with my mother, and stopping for lunch at the Woolworth's luncheonette. It was (along with the drug store) one of the few places where we ever "ate out." I've got your "food drink"Try dunking a graham cracker in a cup of hot coffee. Quartz for a dime?What is that in the other display window? It almost looks like rocks on display cards. [Jewelry, maybe. Dime-onds. - Dave] ReflectionThere appears to be a reflection of someone, possibly the photographer, under the Whistle sign to the right of the door and also to the far left of the picture. He appears to be wearing large headphones. Why the headphones? Could it be someone inside the store? Did Woolworth's have a record department where people could listen to records? [Those are reflections of the mannequin in the window. He's wearing a radio headset. - Dave] The Big Woolworth'sThe Woolworth's on Hemming Park in downtown Jacksonville Florida was the "Big" Woolworth. Two floors. Upstairs was the candy department with the caramel corn, and downstairs was the toy department with Corgi cars, balsa wood gliders, and bins and bins of rubber lizards, snake, and bugs! Woolworth'sMy dad, who was killed in France in 1944, started at Woolworth's as a window dresser in 1938, and worked his way up to manager. As a kid I sometimes heard my Mother singing It was a lucky April shower, It was a most convenient storm. I found a Million Dollar Baby In the five-and-ten cent store. Thanks again for all the great pics, Dave. eBayThere's a fortune in memorabilia in that window. Battery AcidBattery acid and orange food coloring were the ingredients making up Whistle, at least according to smart schoolkids in St. Louis when I was growing up in the late 40s and 50s. It was drink of choice when consuming White Castle hamburgers! Cincy Caramel CornThe Woolworth store in downtown Cincinnati had one loooong counter at the entrance of the store dedicated to the making of caramel corn. You could smell it all the way down the street. The aroma was heavenly and so very enticing. They left their door open to traffic, which came in droves. Warm butter + popping corn = Woolworth caramel corn. We pleaded to go downtown just for the warm caramel corn. 5 & 10 againWho of us who have some age will ever forget the "five and dime" or "the dime store." Woolworth was of course the biggie, but there were the Ben Franklin stores, G.C. Murphy, and SS Kresge (now Kmart) among them -- some with soda fountains, some not. And 10 for a penny candy. Five and TenWhen I hear "It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas," I wonder if people under 30 or even 35 know what the term "five and ten" refers to. Take a look at the five and ten Glistening once again With candy canes ... UK WoolworthsAll of the remaining UK "Woolies" are to be closed in the coming months, victims of the times. No thanksWhen I want a food drink, I hoist a pint of Guinness. The 5 & 10I remember Woolworth's and its "5 and 10 cent" motto. Today it would more likely be "5 and 10 DOLLAR" store! :( Hey!Is that a folded dollar bill lying right by the door? You could get 20 Whistles with that. Where's Woolworth's?Any ideas as to where this store was? At the far lower right of the photo is a small sign for the store next door that says "Bee Hive Store 906." 906 was probably the address, but what street? [906 Seventh Street N.W. - Dave] The Five and DimeMany also referred to these popular stores as Five and Dimes. As I learned this term after moving away for college I believe it is another example of colorful regionalized language. [The region there was pretty much the entire United States, once upon a time. Five and Dime might be more generational than geographic. - Dave] Oasis on a rainy dayMy earliest memories of the old five-and-dimes include the smell of old wood -- wooden floors, bins, and counters -- and the buttery warmth of incandescent lights. Woolworth'sOur local Woolworth's in upstate NY was turning a great profit into the '90's, but had to close down when the rest of the chain did. The building is a library now. "Who cares if I drink my lunch? It's the Food Drink!" Grilled cheese & tomatoGrilled cheese & tomato sandwich at the Woolworth's counter - a great delicacy in my mind. More seriously, while we're talking Woolworth's lunch counters, the one in the Smithsonian recalls a bit of bravery in recent American history. MemoriesThat lunch counter In Michigan City, Indiana. Oh yeah. Hot turkey sandwich plates with green gravy. Pistachio, I'd guess. First JobMy first job was sweeping floors at the Woolworth in Hollywood at Hollywood & Vermont (Barnsdall Park) in Dec 1975. I later worked in the kitchen and out on the floor straightening and stocking shelves. I loved the hot dogs from the luncheonette. They had buns that were all attached and when you pulled them apart the sides were uncrusted. They would brown the sides of the buns in butter (ala a grilled cheese sandwich). Delicious! 5-10-15The expression was everywhere. In Longueuil, Quebec, near Montreal, where I used to live in the 50s, we had a Jazzar store, part of a small chain whose signs read "5-10-15." We used to say that we were going to the "cinq-dix-quinze." Were there 5-10-15 stores in the States? (Now, springing up everywhere are the Dollarama stores where everything is. .. a dollar.) WhistleFounded in 1916, Vess Beverage still makes a Whistle brand soda. The company is now owned by Cott. Charles Leiper Grigg invented the flavor. Yesterday 50 years agoWhen I saw this picture this morning the first thing I thought was Oh, how I wish I could walk through those doors one more time! They just don't make stores like that anymore. The smells of wood, of the soda fountain, the candy to be had for a penny a piece, the 10 cent toys. I'm so glad I have those experiences to remember. Kresge KristmasI have memories of going to the Kresge's near our house at Christmas time. I "rode" my bicycle through sloppy snow to choose treasures for Mom, Dad and my sister. I retrieved the glorious pink with white daisies Kleenex box cover and cup I bought on that trip from Mom's last year when we closed out her house. The matching johnny mop holder is lost. I'm happy she got 40 years of use out of them. I also went there with Dad to use the tube tester to ascertain which TV or radio tubes needed to be replaced. Holy crow, am I getting old. Cunningham DrugsWe always thought Cunningham Drugs was an upscale Woolworth's because they had their name tiled in at the front entrance. To this day, when I walk into an old building that used to house a drugstore or five-and-dime, I look for the tiled name. In old towns, I find the names quite often. It's always a little treat (probably also indicates a lifetime lack of big treats). I Found A Million Dollar BabyRob's bittersweet memory of the song, which captured the homey American love affair with five-and-dimes, sent me looking for a recording. This was one of the most popular songs of 1931 and thereafter, and was introduced on Broadway in May, 1931 by Fanny Brice, in the musical revue "Billy Rose's Crazy Quilt." Those who have Real Player on their computers can hear the best-selling 1931 recording of the song (Fred Waring's Orchestra, with vocals by Clare Hanlon and the "Three Girlfriends") at http://www.jazz-on-line.com/a/rama/VIC53080-2.ram Those without this player can find several 1931 recordings of it by visiting http://www.jazz-on-line.com/pageinterrogation.php and entering I Found A Million Dollar Baby on the page's search engine. All That JazzThanks Anonymous Tipster for the link to jazz online. That's really appreciated. If someone has other links to classic/traditional Jazz (New Orleans/Chicago/N.Y. but not Ragtime) please post. Thanks. Red Hot Jazz (history of jazz before 1930) is one of my favorites. I was also glad I found Jazzology. Merry Christmas to you all. The Dime StoreI was born in 1973, but my mom and dad always referred to the Ben Franklin store as the dime store. Nosey Little GirlI would always head for the pet department, candy, and toy sections. The candy counter had a real person who gave me what I wanted without a bar code. I always reported any animals that appeared sick, or dead, to the nearest clerk on duty. Heaven help them if they didn't remove the dead fish right away ! I would tell my mother. I miss dime stores very much. I won't go into Wal Mart. (The Gallery, D.C., Natl Photo, Stores & Markets)
Cincinnati Sauna: 1945
... wife at age two enjoying a moment in the 1947 version of a Cincinnati hot tub. It may not be as aesthetically pleasing as a 2010 version ... 
 
Posted by Jim McAllister - 04/08/2010 - 9:35am -

This is my lovely wife at age two enjoying a moment in the 1947 version of a Cincinnati hot tub. It may not be as aesthetically pleasing as a 2010 version but to a kid who was a member of a post war working class family, it was quite a treat to have a splash in that old tub. View full size. (ShorpyBlog, Member Gallery)
Harvard Eddie: 1911
... May 13, 1911. "Harvard Eddie" Grant, third baseman for the Cincinnati Reds. A Harvard grad who practiced law after retiring from baseball, ... Fear the beard. Go Giants. (The Gallery, Cincinnati Photos, Paul Thompson, Sports, WWI) ... 
 
Posted by Dave - 11/07/2022 - 5:09pm -

May 13, 1911. "Harvard Eddie" Grant, third baseman for the Cincinnati Reds. A Harvard grad who practiced law after retiring from baseball, Eddie was among the first to enlist in the Army after the U.S. entered World War I in 1917. An infantry captain, he was killed by an exploding shell in France, where he is buried. Gelatin silver print by Paul Thompson. View full size. Salute! “Edward Leslie Grant gave his all not for glory, not for fame, but just for his country.... His memory will live as long as our game may last.” — Kenesaw Mountain Landis Eddie's Final Resting PlaceEdward L. Grant Captain, U.S. Army 307th Infantry Regiment, 77th Division Entered the Service from: New York Died: October 9, 1918 Buried at: Plot A Row 2 Grave 24 Meuse-Argonne American Cemetery Romagne, France (As listed in the American Battle Monuments Commission website (www.abmc.gov)for WWI overseas burials) In ten seasons, Grant batted .249 with 5 home runs and 277 runs batted in. His most productive season was in 1910 with Philadelphia of the National League, where he hit .268 with 67 runs batted in. The curse of Harvard EddieI think the Giants would be wise to replace his missing plaque: http://www.worldwar1.com/tgws/thismonthgrant.htm Eddie GrantSomewhat the flavor, feel and appearance of the original "Field of Dreams." Edward L Grant Highway There is a street in the Bronx called Edward L Grant Highway, running from 167th Street and Jerome Avenue (a few blocks from Yankee Stadium) up to the Cross Bronx Expressway. I believe it is also known as University Avenue, which led to the NYU Bronx Campus, where the NYU Hall of Fame is located. I think the campus has been shut down for many years and don't know if the Hall of Fame is still operational. Eddie Grant MemorialThere was a tombstone/memorial in dead center field in front of the clubhouse at the Polo Grounds dedicated to Eddie Grant. See the May 30, 1923 article in the NY Times here. Curse of Harvard Eddie was broken yesterdayFWIW, Giants management has been unable to recover the lost monument or plaque, but a new plaque was created and installed on the wall by Lefty O'Doul Gate at AT&T Park. Doing a little more research, that plaque has been lost more than once, but the replacement must have put the spirits upset over this neglect at rest. The San Francisco Giants won the World Series yesterday. Fear the beard. Go Giants. (The Gallery, Cincinnati Photos, Paul Thompson, Sports, WWI)
Roebling Bridge: 1941
... Spring 1941. "View under Roebling Suspension Bridge of Cincinnati from Kentucky side of the Ohio River. Waterfront showing numerous business houses: Colter Grocers, Cincinnati Grain & Hay, King Bag, Queen City Rag & Paper and others." ... 
 
Posted by Dave - 12/04/2022 - 2:41pm -

Spring 1941. "View under Roebling Suspension Bridge of Cincinnati from Kentucky side of the Ohio River. Waterfront showing numerous business houses: Colter Grocers, Cincinnati Grain & Hay, King Bag, Queen City Rag & Paper and others." 4x5 inch acetate negative. View full size. Lucky findSomeone posted a photo on Google Maps from almost the same angle. The king and queen are gone. The only thing that appears to still be there is the building with the dunce hat roof on the left. Colourized (by machine)Here's a take on what the original might have looked like in colour, as interpreted by your friendly neighbourhood AI at palette.fm. The AI can get colour details wrong but this result worked out pretty well. [The u in colour and neighbourhood are there on purpose. I'm Canadian.] First DraftCompleted in 1867, Roebling's bridge in Cincinnati was the longest suspension bridge in the world at 1,057 feet. Later that year, he was selected to build an even longer suspension connecting Manhattan and Brooklyn. (The Gallery, Boats & Bridges, Cincinnati Photos)
Upstairs, Downstairs: 1907
... on the Queen & Crescent System, which included the Cincinnati, New Orleans & Texas Pacific, so it would have been incorporated ... 
 
Posted by Dave - 07/29/2012 - 1:27pm -

Circa 1907. "Cliff stairway, High Bridge, Kentucky." Oops, forgot my car keys, brb. 8x10 inch glass negative, Detroit Publishing Company. View full size. Cliff now?Is this in the now-Norfolk Southern Rathole Division between Kentucky and Tennessee? High Bridge is quite a site. My wife and I have been over it a couple of times on J611 and 1218 excursons. I understand in the old days the railway ran trips out to the gorge and participants enjoyed picnics and hikes down to the river...and now, thanks to Shorpy, I can see how they got down to the river. Wow, quite a climb! I wonder where the railway bridge is from here? Those rocksTruly a geologist's dream. I'm CertainVery few tried to slide down those bannisters! And it wouldn't be just fear of splinters that would hold them back. TanglefootTwo wondering questions come to mind - did anyone every catch their foot at the top and roll all the way down to the bottom (rollin', rollin' rollin - Rawhide) - and conversely, did anyone ever have a heart attack climbing UP those stairs? If I lived there, I'd take the first train out! Not the Only OneThere's a stairway like that at Duke Creek Falls in Georgia. You don't want to be doing it more than once in a day - or a weekend for that matter. Still there?Looking at satellite photos, it's hard to tell. Long flightThose have got to be the longest flights of stairs I have eve rseen. Rollin, rollin, rollin, is right. Those stairways are totally cool, and ridiculously unsafe. It must be a code violation to construct a stairway today with such long uninterrupted runs. I wonder if anyone did trip at the top of a landing? Porch & Deck EnamelI remember as a kid being handed a scraper, cans of paint and a brush. I was then pointed at the back porch and heard "get started". There went spring break. This thing would have definitely killed my entire summer vacation. Scary enoughScary enough in good weather, but in rain. Forget it. Trouble is, it could start to rain along the way, as that is along way. And ice would be even worse. Yikes. Bridge and StairsMy Official Railway Guide 1893 reprint lists this location as being on the Queen & Crescent System, which included the Cincinnati, New Orleans & Texas Pacific, so it would have been incorporated into the Southern Railway System by the time of the photo, and today would indeed be on Norfolk Southern's Rathole Division. I would imagine that this photo was taken from the railway bridge. The stairs might be for access between the depot and the river. Today's Americans With Disabilities Act compliance officer would definitely not approve. Calling Stan and Ollie.We have a piano to deliver. Stairway to EternityAlas, the boards are long gone: http://binged.it/yL2sg9 Watch that first step!If the stairs were constructed to today's building codes, typically a landing would be required for every twelve feet of height. Good place to break a fall if you started tumbling down, and would definitely provide a nice spot to catch your breath on the climb back up! Master CarpentryBefore I thought about Ollie and Stan and the piano and the cop and the mailman Charlie Hall I was awestruck with the skills in carpentry that went into the building of this stairway. Oh, my aching kneesThe people at the top of the photo don't look like youngsters, but I'm thinking of the guys who BUILT this thing. How the heck did they get those stairs on that cliff? I wonder how many injuries were sustained by those who erected this thing. Not recommended for acrophobicsNot recommended for acrophobics, despite the apparently solid construction. Bing Maps has some great aerial images of this area for comparison at: http://tinyurl.com/6tsu9mg Be sure to zoom in on the bridge and click the "Bird's eye" option--then click-and-drag, play with the rotate button,etc. to bring up several different views, including one with a train on the bridge. That rich, bottom land soil is tempting for agriculture, but I think my house would stand high on pilings were I to build on that flood plain! Counting stepsIs there an official—or conjectural—estimate of the number of risers? I'd guess the contractor knows. (The Gallery, Boats & Bridges, DPC)
Third and Vine: 1900
Cincinnati circa 1900. "Burnet House and Chamber of Commerce, Third and Vine." ... Come this September streetcars will return to Cincinnati for the first time since the 1950's. It has been a long and ... built on the site shortly after. Re: Twin Poles Cincinnati was not the only city using twin trolley poles for their streetcars. ... 
 
Posted by Dave - 06/01/2016 - 3:17pm -

Cincinnati circa 1900. "Burnet House and Chamber of Commerce, Third and Vine." 8x10 inch glass negative, Detroit Publishing Company. View full size. Neat looking streetlightThose streetlights down the street sure are neat looking. I wonder if the light they emitted was tinted, but probably not. I don't think "vapor" or "mercury" were used at that time. [They're carbon arc lamps. -tterrace] Streetcars Come this September streetcars will return to Cincinnati for the first time since the 1950's. It has been a long and torturous road. The FlagWhat is the flag on the right for? Trolley stop flag? Twin PolesWas this trolley line unique in having dual poles taking current from dual overhead wires? Chamber of Commerce FireThe H.H. Richardson designed Chamber of Commerce Building caught fire in 1911. The upper floors, suspended from the roof trusses in order to provide a clear span over the main hall below, collapsed taking the rest of the building with them. The Union Central Tower (now PNC Tower) was built on the site shortly after. Re: Twin PolesCincinnati was not the only city using twin trolley poles for their streetcars. Such systems were used to minimize stray current from the streetcar system. Usually, the single trolley wire carried the positive DC voltage, and the steel wheels and rails carried the negative side. Since the rails were in contact with the ground, some portion of the current will pass through the earth. This can cause corrosion in underground metal pipes and other long metal structures. By using two wires, one can be the positive and the other the negative, avoiding heavy current flowing through the rails. When trolley buses were introduced, two wires were required, since there are no rails. Air switchAn interesting detail of a twin pole trolley line is the air switch (Can be seen in front of the alcove at the level of the second floor) or air trolley crossing. These are usually difficult to maintain, sensitive to corrosion and cost money. The major point, why why this system has not become established. Burnet HouseWas nosing through the website of the Cincinnati Civil War Round Table, and tripped over a bit of interesting Burnet House history. (The Gallery, Cincinnati Photos, DPC, Streetcars)
Walnut Street: 1910
Cincinnati, Ohio, circa 1910. "Walnut Street." A detailed street scene in the ... to leave Pottersville, goes to Law School and winds up in Cincinnati. Scary scaffolding Those guys at the bottom right obviously ... Architect Drach Architect (top floor) designed the Cincinnati Water Works building shown in this Shorpy post . Oh, that ... 
 
Posted by Dave - 07/29/2012 - 2:41pm -

Cincinnati, Ohio, circa 1910. "Walnut Street." A detailed street scene in the business district. Detroit Publishing Co. glass negative. View full size. Mercantile LibraryIf I'm not mistaken, I believe that those top floors are the Mercantile Library. They've just celebrated 175 years. http://www.mercantilelibrary.com/ I worked hereThis is the Bartlett building. I worked there 1989-1991. American Airlines had a reservations office on the top four floors (they moved out about five years ago) and a ticket office at street level. My office was on the 11th floor and my window was in the center of the eastern side. I loved that building. Sometimes we'd go up to the roof at lunch and have a great view of the river. The top floor was storage and had all sorts of stuff stashed away. I never took the time to explore that area too much. Slightly creepy apparitionI have no idea what might be causing the illusion, but there's a really angry looking cartoon-like face in the window at the lower left-hand corner of the taller building. It sort of resembles a Peanuts character screaming "AAAUUUGH!" GAME TODAY globeThis sign must refer to the Reds/Redlegs having a home game the day this picture was taken. Maybe the cigar store below it was a place to buy tickets. Had the Crosleys an interest in the team as early as 1910? And who else besides me remembers those little Crosley cars and that innovative Crosley "Shelvador" refrigerator? Until then, no-one thought to put shelving on the inside of a refrigerator door. Those high-up window signsWhen I see those 10th-story windows advertising various trades, I always wonder what use they were. Maybe a couple dozen people working in the building across the street would be able to read them, but they certainly seem like they would be invisible or too far away to the multitudes at street level. It's an Alternate LifeThe lawyer occupying an office on the top floor of the building on the far right is George Baily. I guess Frank Capra had an alternate ending or storyline, one where George is forced to leave Pottersville, goes to Law School and winds up in Cincinnati. Scary scaffoldingThose guys at the bottom right obviously must know what they're doing. What's missing?Someone removed a bunch of something from the top and left of the big building. Evidence? [Part of the sky was masked out on the negative. - Dave] Business, IndeedLoads of lawyers in the building to the right, and insurance and accounts to the left. Love the auditor looking out the window -- to keep an eye on the lawyers?? Porkopolis?I don't see any hogs in the streets. Must be after they lost the butchering title to Chicago. Drach ArchitectDrach Architect (top floor) designed the Cincinnati Water Works building shown in this Shorpy post. Oh, that CrosleyPowel Crosley (law office, fourth floor, lower right in photo) was the father of Powel Crosley, Jr., a Cincinnati icon for years. Jr. not only invented, patented and built automobiles and low-priced radios (among other consumer products) in the first half of the 20th century, he was also a giant in early radio and television broadcasting. As kids growing up in southwest Ohio, our standard joke was that one could hear "blowtorch" WLW radio (700AM, still o the air) by wrapping one's mouth around a metal fence strand and receive a signal through our (metal) fillings. Crosley's biggest claim to fame may have been his ownership of the Cincinnati Reds, beginning in 1934. He rechristened Crosley Field in his own honor, and was the first to hold night baseball games (in 1935). A rite of passage for kids in my era ('50s-'60s) was to attend opening day at bandbox-sized Crosley field, skipping school of course. Early retouchingWhat happened to the sky on the left side of the photo? [It was inked out. - Dave] Powel Crosley Law OfficesThis is the office of Powel Crosley Sr. He was the father of Powel Crosley Jr. and Lewis Crosley. Powel Jr. later bought the Cincinnati Reds baseball team and the ball field that they used until 1970 was called Crosley Field. Powel Jr. was interested in automobiles and was tinkering with cars and selling auto accessories shortly after this photo was made. Powel Jr. was born in 1886 and was 24 years old at the time of this photo. Interesting reading about the Crosley family can be found in the book "Crosley" by Rusty McClure. Some interesting old photos can be found there too. Sidewalk BustleMost of the bustle looks to be on the sidewalks. The streets are relatively quiet. Even the street vendor is standing in the street so as not to block the pedestrian traffic on the sidewalk. I imagine today it would be the opposite. Medical ArtsDo I win the prize? I spotted two doctors' offices, two dentists' offices, and a rare osteopath. (You just don't see those very often). Powel Crosley Sr.Today's famous-name-in-gold-on-a-window is Powel Crosley, who was then a 60-year-old attorney and real estate developer with two precocious sons (Lewis and Powel Jr.). In 1910 Powel Sr. asked college dropout Powel Jr. (not for the last time) when he was going to start making something of himself. Powel Jr. loved cars but couldn't get traction in the business, until he invented a new type of tire and borrowed $500 from dad to try to market it. With the help of Lewis, Powel Jr. used that product as the foundation for what would become one of the nation's largest auto parts companies. A business empire that included radios, refrigerators, proximity fuzes, radio stations, ownership of the Reds, and many other successes followed. East Fifth & WalnutThis is a view from the corner of East Fifth and Walnut looking south down Walnut. Fourth is the next intersection on Walnut, where the street can be seen beginning to slope down toward the Ohio River. Most of the buildings on the left still exist. View Larger Map Fort Thomas streetcarThe streetcar has a destination of Fort Thomas which was across the Ohio River in Kentucky. I remember Fort Thomas quite well as it was the home of the military induction center for the area. In those days if you were 18 or over, you were required to serve in the military. You either joined or eventually got drafted. I took my physical for the Air Force at Fort Thomas in August, 1961. That was an experience I will never forget. For those of you who have been through it, I'm sure you will agree. Let's Get These Buildings Straight ...After much surfing, I have obtained the following results: The tall 15-story building on the left is the Traction Building (now the Tri-State Building) of D.H. Burnham & Co. (1902); the shorter building next to it on the right (looks like 11 stories, but it's actually 13) is the Young Men's Mercantile Library Building (Joseph Steinkamp & Brother, 1902-1903); and the third tall building on the left is the First National Bank, again of D.H. Burnham & Co. (1903). The Union Savings & Trust Co. (now Bartlett) Building (D.H. Burnham & Co., 1901-1902) is on the right in the background. It seems that all four are still standing. I'm not from Cincinnati, so I hope I got this right. (The Gallery, Cincinnati Photos, DPC, Streetcars)
Helms Bakery Man: 1967
... a couple of apple slices for the kid (me). Cincinnati Bakery Truck I grew up in the Cincinnati area in the 1950s we had a similar bakery truck that would come ... 
 
Posted by Barrydale - 09/07/2012 - 7:50pm -

The J. David Rogers family were faithful Helms Bakery patrons the entire time we lived in West Covina, from 1952 on into the 1970s. The Bakery complex still sits there along Vencie Boulevard on the LA/Culver City border. We also had our milk delivered by Foothill Dairy of Azusa. The date of this photo is October 1967, on Portner Street in West Covina and the Helms driver is Mr. Paulson, who lived in Covina. His eldest son was among the first graduating class of the US Air Force Academy in 1960, who became a B-52 pilot. Mr. Paulson had been a truck driver, but switched to Helms so he could spend more time at home with his family. View full size. We had Dugan's BakeryGrowing up in Ct. in the 40's and 50's we had a similar bakery truck that delivered fresh baked goods about twice a week. When sales were slumping, the driver would bring out irresistible looking fruit filled coffee cakes, cream puffs and cinnamon rolls which never failed to seduce us into buying extras that we did not intend to buy. Fancy tea cakes, petit fours and Italian cookies also were displayed which caused lots of families to blow their budgets, especially if whiney kids got a glimpse of the luxuries. I can smell the donutsIn the late 60's, on the central California coast, we still had a bakery truck like this that would come by in the afternoon. Same style panel truck. The one for our local bakery was creamy yellow and brown. There has never since been a donut so delicious. Bakery ManI don't know who we had when we lived in Diamond Bar in the 1960s, but Helm's sounds familiar. Every Saturday it was Jelly Donuts for us. In the MidwestIn South Bend Indiana (on the west side of town) we had Flavorite Bakery running a route that went by my Grandmother's house on Wednesdays. They used a full-sized "bread truck," a GMC if I recall. This was in the late 50s and early 60s. We got to go inside and walk around. The smell was wonderful. A loaf of poppyseed and a loaf of vienna bread please...and a couple of apple slices for the kid (me). Cincinnati Bakery TruckI grew up in the Cincinnati area in the 1950s we had a similar bakery truck that would come around at least once a week. I think the bakery's name was Fischer. I can clearly remember the varnished wood drawers in the back where the goodies were stored. The truck was a Divco, a short truck with a hood that curved down to the front bumper. The driver usually drove it standing up. That would not work today with OHSA looking over everyone's shoulder and the required seatbelt laws. Helms was the best!I loved the melodic horn and delicious treats on the Helms truck. I was fascinated by the pull out drawers and how the sides opened too. We were always on the curb waiting for the yellow van with a dime or two for an early afternoon sweet. Our Helms man was a family favorite. The competitionGolden Krust was another bakery company making the rounds of southern California neighborhoods. They had great chocolate chip cookies and a baker's dozen was an after school treat for our family. Our house was a regular stop. We had Helms in WalnutWe moved to Walnut in '64. The truck shown is exactly as I remember it. When I heard the bell or the tone or whatever it was,I was out the door. Of course,this was during the summer! The driver would open up those back doors and WOW. There was on old lady up the street who would buy a whole bunch of stuff before the truck came by our house. I usually got the glazed doughnuts that were o-so-good. Great picture;we lived in West Covina from '55 to '64. Our house was at 222 N. Mardina Street,east of where you were. Good times,for sure. Vandenberg AFBI was an Air Force dependent at Vandenberg AFB, California in the the lat 60's and early 70's and we had a Helms truck in our neighborhod. I became friends with the driver, Paul Yenney, and some mornings he would pick me up before sunrise and I would ride with him for the whole route. My 'pay' was plenty of donuts. The driver's right arm actuated a diaphram air pump that blew a whistle mounted on the truck's hood. I think the truck was a '66 Chevy. (ShorpyBlog, Member Gallery)
Queen and Commoner: 1906
... 1906. "Coney Island Co. sidewheeler Island Queen at Cincinnati." Let her not blind us to the more modest charms of the Guiding ... Under the Bridge: 1906, shows the sidewheeler City of Cincinnati having to fold its stacks in order to pass under a Cincinnati ... 
 
Posted by Dave - 07/29/2012 - 2:43pm -

The Ohio River circa 1906. "Coney Island Co. sidewheeler Island Queen at Cincinnati." Let her not blind us to the more modest charms of the Guiding Star. 8x10 inch glass negative, Detroit Publishing Company. View full size. Riggers and allPoor forlorn rowboats! There, I mentioned them so they wouldn't be left out too. House on the HillAcross the river, on the middle right is a fantastic gothic mansion on top of the hill. Anyone know what that is? I hope it still exists. The Ohio and the Licking This photo was made near the present day Great American Ballpark from the Ohio side looking south over the river toward Kentucky. The river in the background going under the bridge is the Licking, which runs between Covington and Newport. Women and Children FirstEven if we assume there are two more lifeboats on the starboard side, they're gonna fill up fast. "Guiding Star""Come over and visit us anytime in our humble boat. Please be careful when walking the plank." Folding StacksI wonder how long and how many crew it took to lower/raise those stacks to get under a low bridge. [I doubt if there were any "low bridges" across the Ohio. - Dave] too few life boats!And I thought that the Titanic didn't have enough life boats! Low clearanceThere may not have been low bridges, but there were low hanging wires. The Island Queen hit one that knocked down her stacks in 1914. The Guiding Star is most likely a wharf boat for a steamer of the same name. Guiding Star was another excursion boat making trips to Coney Island amusement park. Re: Folding StacksPerhaps there were no "low bridges" across the Ohio River but there were certainly times of high water. A prior Shorpy post: Steam Under the Bridge: 1906, shows the sidewheeler City of Cincinnati having to fold its stacks in order to pass under a Cincinnati bridge during a period of high water. The Island Queen appears to have similar hinges and rigging to enable lowering its stacks. Church SteepleThe church to the left of the bridge is the Salem Methodist Church. It had the highest steeple in Newport, KY. The Church is still standing and is known as The Stained Glass Theater and is used for community theater productions. However, the steeple was demolished by a tornado in 1986. View Larger Map Gaurd dog!Watch out for the little doggy when approaching the Guiding Star. House on the HillThe "House on the Hill" is actually two houses. The front one is the Graziani House. http://www.nkyviews.com/kenton/kenton1941.htm Its still there but with the fourth/fifth story tower visible in the photo has been removed. View Larger Map The one in the back is the Shinkle Mansion, on the other side of Second St. from the Graziani. http://www.nkyviews.com/kenton/kenton666.htm It was later donated to the Salvation Army for use as a hospital, and was demolished in 1920; replaced by a newer hospital building. http://www.nkyviews.com/kenton/pdf/bricking_shinkle.pdf A regal beauty indeedWow! What a mighty Queen! And moving at a fair clip, judging by the wake, and the spray at the bow. I always find it disturbing, though, when a ship's flags, and smoke, are blowing in the direction of travel, as they are here. More on stack heightsAlthough clearance under the later Cincinnati bridges at normal Ohio River water levels may not have been a problem, quite a brouhaha developed further upstream over clearance issues in 1847. The town of Wheeling Virginia (it didn't end up being in West Virginia until the 1863 split) built a suspension bridge to carry the National/Cumberland Road across the Ohio that impeded the passage of taller boats to further upstream ports like Pittsburgh under some river conditions. Hinged stacks could address the issue, but the steamboat operators (who favored high stacks for their boiler draft efficiency and ash/cinder/smoke dispersion benefits) didn't think they should have to bear extra equipment/crew/maintenance costs so bridge developers could save money by skimping on clearance height. Add in the desire of the community to avoid the negative infrastructure/condemnation process impact of higher and necessarily longer approach ramps through already developed areas and you had the makings of a lawsuit. The steamboat operators were apparently able to convince the state of Pennsylvania that their having to fold their stacks would somehow limit the growth and economic viability of Pittsburgh, so the state championed the case against the bridge that was 50 miles downriver in another state. None other than E. M. Stanton (namesake of a certain serial Shorpy poster) represented the state of Pennsylvania in a landmark lawsuit against the Wheeling and Belmont Bridge Company, but even in losing produced a still important interpretation of the Commerce Clause of the U.S Constitution and clearly demonstrated the need for something like the Interstate Commerce Act, which Congress got around to enacting a quarter of a century later. Someone even wrote a book on the case. At one point, even Mother Nature appeared to weigh into the battle, and on the side of Pittsburgh by taking out the six year old bridge with a storm in 1854. It was rebuilt and survives to this day through laudable preservation efforts. Dave's crafted photo of the Island Queen is one of the clearest I've see in terms of stack hinge and folding mechanism detail. Bridges and MansionsRiverboat interests were so strong in Cincinnati that all the bridges were built high enough so the smokestacks wouldn't need to be lowered, at least until certain high water or flood stages anyway. The Island Queen was used to take patrons between the Cincinnati Riverfront and the Coney Island amusement park that remains today upstream on the Ohio River in the city's California neighborhood. In 1905 the 12 year old steamboat "Saint Joseph" from Mississippi was refitted and renamed the "Island Queen" that we see here. It was destroyed by fire in 1922. There's dozens of great photos of the old gal and her successors at: http://wiki.cincinnatilibrary.org/index.php/Island_Queen It didn't end wellMy boyfriend's great grandfather, Fred Dickow, was the chief engineer on the Island Queen when it blew up while in port in Pittsburgh, PA. It's said that he lit a welding torch to repair a loose stanchion near some oil tanks causing a spark to ignite an explosion. He was a veteran engineer who had worked for the company for 30 years. http://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=1144&dat=19470911&id=sFsbAAAAIBAJ&... MemoriesGrowing up in the Cincinnati area in the late 30s and 40s, I rode the Island Queen to Coney Island Park many times. I had no idea that there was more than one Island Queen, but it appears that they all seem to have been side wheelers, not the more common stern wheelers. In my case, I was much more excited about riding the "Queen" than attending Coney Island. I remember watching the Island Queen approaching the Cincinnati public landing, coming downstream from Coney. I think the steam calliope could be heard all over town! The side wheels would slowly stop, then reverse until she had stopped some what below the landing, then one side wheel would slowly reverse direction and she would slowly turn in place 180 degrees. Then she would move ahead and slowly maneuver to the landing. Beautiful! Once on board I would go to the lower deck to watch the fascinating machinery. There was a huge (at least it seemed huge to me) wood walking beam on each side that connected the engines to the paddle wheels, and they were painted white, trimmed in red, polished, adorned with several large red stars. If I remember correctly, there was an annual race against the Delta Queen. It was very sad to hear of her demise in Pittsburgh. (The Gallery, Boats & Bridges, Cincinnati Photos, DPC)
The Tickler: 1909
Cincinnati circa 1909. "Chester Park -- the Tickler." Now "not as rough." 8x10 ... took over by the 1930s. I always thought Coney Island was Cincinnati's first amusement park until I saw this site. The current location ... decoration on the lintel is also great. (The Gallery, Cincinnati Photos, DPC, Sports) ... 
 
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Cincinnati circa 1909. "Chester Park -- the Tickler." Now "not as rough." 8x10 inch dry plate glass negative, Detroit Publishing Company. View full size. The lady's not for TickleringOnly young men seem to enjoy it. The women standing below are gazing at it dubiously - as I would too. For one thing, their hats are a lot more difficult to put on and take off. For another, the excitement the ride induces probably isn't appropriate in public mixed company. The Atlantic City theme continues, with boxes of its famed salt water taffy proudly offered! You may have had to leave your idylls of the Jersey shore, but taffy's teeth-pulling sweetness is still available to remind you of the salt spray, even after you're back in Ohio. What goes downI'm sure that even with the remodeled Tickler, many still lost their popular price luncheon! By the late 1920sI think is when they closed Chester Park. Coney Island and the new Riverdowns horse track took over by the 1930s. I always thought Coney Island was Cincinnati's first amusement park until I saw this site. The current location now holds a Honda dealership and a Kroger grocery store. Tickler on the West CoastThe Tickler could also be found at the 1909 Alaska Yukon Pacific Exposition held in Seattle. The fabulous documentary "The Alaska Yukon Pacific Exposition: Seattle's Forgotten World's Fair" has footage of the Fairy Gorge Tickler in action beginning at 24:27: http://www.seattlechannel.org/videos/video.asp?ID=4030901 Another good image of the ride in question being used is here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/uw_digital_images/3383228748/ You can tell just how popular it was by the line of people waiting to get on! Evidently the thrill was worth the whiplash. My aching neck!Claims to be not as rough, but I hurt just looking at it! Also known asThe Kidney Stone Crusher! Rubber bumpersThe secret to the ride is the rubber bumpers. The bumpered car rolls along against the railings, carrying it down the slanted floor. The cars would spin along the track as they descended. Tickler historyThe idea of a ride named ticker has apparently been around for a while. The Tickler name holds special significance in the history of amusement rides and of Coney Island. The Tickler was the first amusement ride "designed to jostle, jolt and jounce its riders about in their seats when the ride was in motion," according to its inventor and manufacturer William F. Mangels. More here. Human pinballIt's interesting to see there are reflectors mounted on the arc lamps in this photo. "Not as rough as last season"Those six words make my imagination go wild. Just how bad was it last season that they feel compelled to mention it? New and ImprovedIt shouldn't kill nearly as many people this year! "Not as rough"Quite a bit more popular than its predecessor, "The Lacerator." The Hat ExchangeThere is a sign that reads "HATS" and some lined circular containers nearby. I guess if you were afraid that your hat might blow away during your Tickler experience you left it in one of those receptacles. If there were enough of them in the bin I wonder if someone looking for an upgrade just helped themselves and left you theirs. [The "lined circular containers" are what you ride in. The hat basket is what the sign is attached to. - Dave] FrazzleI want to know what's inside "Frazzle." RemodeledAny truth to the rumor the work was done by a French company? "Mangels"The inventor was a man named Mangels? Ah. Last season must have been a hoot and a half. The First VariationThis must have been the predecessor of The Price Is Right's Plinko game on a slightly larger scale. Frankly, I've love to see it in motion. Amusement park rides of yesteryear had so much more charm than the overly padded and seat strapped and belted rides of today. There is something to be said for the thrills one gets from riding and surviving intact a hair raising ride such as this. Today's rides may be higher and faster but they lack the genuine fear factor and adrenaline rush that real danger provides. I can only imagine the concessions possible on the "I survived the Tickler" wool t-shirts, wool neckties, and wool bathing suits. Instant InjuryJust don't let your arms hang too far down on the outside, or your fingers will get squished into useless tentacles. HeadwaiterThe bloke wearing the dark suit looks like the headwaiter in a mortuary. Maybe he is waiting to pick up customers that didn't survive the ride. [I don't even want to ask what kind of mortuary employs waiters! - Dave] Instant injury (2)And be careful how your tentacles are hanging as well!! How does it move side to side?Since the cars don't appear to have any motors and the planks have no rails to guide the cars, I wonder how they move thru the railings left to right/right to left? Gravity wouldn't move the car sideways, only down. [The rotation of the car might be enough to move it from side to side. Or the railings might be angled down a bit. Or both. - Dave] MisnomerHow would this "ride" do anything but rattle you to the core? Tilt-a-whirlThis looks like an early albeit extremely-dangerous looking tilt-a-whirl from amusement parks of today. Oddly, there doesn't look to be any sort of stopper mechanism at the end (or padding)... hopefully it didn't go too fast. The sign at the top is amazingI'd love to get a large image just of the sign at the top. The decoration on the lintel is also great. (The Gallery, Cincinnati Photos, DPC, Sports)
Loftis Salvage: 1939
... Farm Security Administration. View full size. West Cincinnati Street Not much left of it. The block that would have contained 6 West Cincinnati (I'm assuming right there at Main) is one of a handful of small ... 
 
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July 1939. "Automobile salvage business in Muskogee, Oklahoma." Medium format acetate negative by Russell Lee for the Farm Security Administration. View full size. West Cincinnati StreetNot much left of it. The block that would have contained 6 West Cincinnati (I'm assuming right there at Main) is one of a handful of small pieces that have survived the expansion of Columbus Avenue. Mr. Loftis' business is positively charming compared to the nothingness that fills the space now. Familiar sceneI can hear the Sanford And Son theme song playing as I look at this image. BaywatchI love the side addition of the tin shack, sort of a bay window. I am impressed. Spot on.I think Commishbob got the right spot because I can see the radio transmission tower in the background in both pictures and assuming it's the same tower the distance and angle are about the same. But other than the tower absolutely everything else has changed. (The Gallery, Cars, Trucks, Buses, Gas Stations, Russell Lee)
The Arcade: 1905
Cincinnati, Ohio, circa 1905-1910. "The Arcade." Which way to Banana Republic? ... its new arcade, which is still in use today. -- Cincinnati Postcard Views Hot Time in the Arcade tonight! I ... and two manicurists/chiropodists in this small space in Cincinnati. At least you can also enjoy a 5-cent cream soda and have your ... 
 
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Cincinnati, Ohio, circa 1905-1910. "The Arcade." Which way to Banana Republic? 8x10 inch dry plate glass negative, Detroit Publishing Company. View full size. ConvergenceAnother wonderful example illustrating the principle of perspective's vanishing point. LovelyWow, this is pretty contemporary for 1905! Too bad we didn't get to see shoppers strolling about! [I count at least six people in this time exposure. - Dave] But you really don't get to see them clearly in all of their finery. Emery ArcadeThe Emery Arcade connected the Emery Hotel and Race Street one block west. Built in 1877, it predated shopping malls with stores, offices, a restaurant, and hotel all under one roof. The glass roof was 40 feet in height, with two stories on each side. The arcade passageway was 15 feet wide with gaslights hung in the center. Destroyed in 1929 to make way for the Carew Tower and its new arcade, which is still in use today. -- Cincinnati Postcard Views Hot Time in the Arcade tonight!I have not done the math but looking at the number and variety of electric light sources in this arcade it must have been a warm place in the dead of winter. Plus the arc lamps. Retail RedundancyBy my count there are three dry cleaners and two manicurists/chiropodists in this small space in Cincinnati. At least you can also enjoy a 5-cent cream soda and have your mandolin restrung. Mandatory Study for PerspectiveEvery art student should be given a copy of this picture. I don't recall ever seeing a picture that better illustrates a vanishing point so dramatically. (The Gallery, Cincinnati Photos, DPC, Stores & Markets)
Looking Up: 1918
... guy with the headphones looks like Les Nessman, WKRP Cincinnati. Oh the humanity. Look, up in the sky ... it's a bird, it's ... 
 
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Washington, D.C., circa 1918. "No caption." Who will be the first to invent one? Harris & Ewing Collection glass negative. View full size. PossibilitiesIt's a bird! It's a Zeppelin! It's ... a ... what the hell is that thing? SkywriterI think he spelled out ... uhm, looks like ... "Drink Moxie." High tech indeedI'm sure they're looking at airships, doesnt't matter what type of it. One guy has earphones! And one looks like talking on a cellphone ... nope, just my imagination. Timber!So that's what something falling off a fiscal cliff looks like. Splitting a pair of earphonesClearly nothing new! OMGAll that hot air has finally ripped the Capitol from its foundation. If it's good enough for ChaplinI musta told him a dozen times, "Harold!! Why don't you come up with a simple, safe gimmick, like a derby and cane!!" But nooo ... LesnessThe little guy with the headphones looks like Les Nessman, WKRP Cincinnati. Oh the humanity. Look, up in the sky... it's a bird, it's a plane, it's Superman! Oh! The Humanity!I'm betting it was a dirigible. It sure looks like these folks were expecting the spectacle they're watching. The fellow who looks like a "man on the street" reporter, speaking into a microphone, is a couple years ahead of commercial radio, but by 1918 the military and the post office were experimenting with radio broadcasting in the Washington area. And, yes, I know this shot was taken 21 years before the Hindenburg flamed out in New Jersey. Overcast of Thousands"Take a good look, as someday everything you know will be stored in 'The Cloud'!" Watching the CelebrationThousands took to the streets to celebrate the end of the Great War. No doubt aircraft participated. ConnectedThe guy in the center wearing the headset seems to be military and it looks like he's talking to an aircraft or dirigible. UmmDoes that young lady on the ladder realize she forgot to put on her bloomers? No Way!Faster than a speeding bullet, my foot!!! Complaint DepartmentSir, he misspelled your name. It looks like he's really angry. A Business OpportunityThe pickpockets had a wonderful time of it... Chin up, folks!I'm pretty sure this is the line of patients outside (and inside) the office of a highly specialized chiropractor. Sign of things to comeMan on left with cigar: "You know, that air travel thing might just catch on one day". They all said"It'll never fly." Overheard in the crowd"Keep watching, I know we'll be farked any minute." Sen. Warren Visits Army Radio DemonstrationThe gentleman at center who's listening in on an Army Signal Corps wireless telephony demonstration is Senator Francis E. Warren of Wyoming (1844-1929), then the powerful Chairman of the Senate Subcommittees on Military Affairs and Appropriations. A Civil War veteran and winner of the Medal of Honor at 19, Warren was the first elected Governor of Wyoming. He then represented Wyoming in the US Senate from from 1890 to 1893 and from 1895 to 1929, where he chaired several important committees for many years. He was also General John J. Pershing's father-in-law. Daredevil AudiencePerhaps they are watching the death-defying feats of Jug Reynolds. Anybody recognize the uniforms? Are they DC police or military? The Men in Uniformare all US Army officers: the one with aviator's wings is a major or lieutenant colonel, the one with the headset is (I think) a full colonel, the older man behind him is a major general and the rest are officers (the hat badge is peculiar to the breed) of undetermined rank. Unless I miss my guess, the lady is not just stylish but quite handsome. She may well feature in other Shorpy pictures. And the faces in the windows are worthy of Hogarth. The Senator is old-fashionedButton-up shoes. High wire"What's Houdini up to now" Aviation DemonstrationTo build on other comments, These officers are certainly all aviators in the US Army Air Service (one of several evolutionary names till finally arriving at the USAF in 1947). Since it is in DC, this most likely occurred at Bolling AFB, which is located within the District. As a retired AF officer, my guess would be an aerial demonstration of some sort with the officer in center in radio contact with the pilot. Probably performing heretofor undemonstrated capabilities and wanting an influential senator to witness, so he can go back to Congress in support of further development and funding. See how much things have changed over time? ;~) High resolutionWell, I don't know what's happening here, but I'm impressed with the high resolution of these old photos. You can actually see the texture of the fabrics! The old (and much newer) Kodachrome of my dad never achieved this kind of resolution. [The image area of this 5x7-inch glass plate negative is about 26 times that of a 35mm slide. - tterrace] "Never tired, hungry or cold"Military outside, a MPD DC officer inside. Top BrassThe older officer behind the radioman is Brig. General William L. Kenly (1864-1928), the newly named Director of Military Aeronautics and briefly head of the US Army Air Service. His first assistant was Col. H. H. (Hap) Arnold, who does not appear in this photo. I think the officer standing at left is Kenly's successor as Chief of the new Air Service, then-Brig. General Charles T. Menoher (1862-1930). Here are period portraits of both. The definitive cutline.The cutline for this photo, as it appeared in the Seattle Daily Times on December 17, 1918, reads as follows: This photograph shows members of the Senate military affairs committee at a demonstration of the improved radiotelephone. Col. C. C. Culber [sic] is telephoning orders. Senator Francis E. Warren is listening in, next to him is Maj. Maurice R. Connelly, a former member of Congress, and on the left, Senator John W. Weeks. Back of Colonel Culver is Maj. Gen. William L. Kenly, chief of aeronautics. Copyright, Harris & Ewing. Glasc-Oh!The truth is finally revealed to onlookers as the world's tallest Scotsman strides down Pennsylvania Ave. Rank has its priviligeallowing General Kenly to put his (probably ungloved) hands in his overcoat pockets. Not in my time. Some buck sergeant would have been all over me for doing the same thing. Major Maurice ConnellyThanks to Cliff's excellent searching, we now know that the aviator on the left was Maj. Maurice Connelly (1877-1921). Connelly served in the 63rd Congress as the representative from Iowa's 3rd congressional district, in 1912-1913. An Army aviator during the war, after the Armistice he was reassigned as an assistant to General Kenly, and was later killed in a flying accident in 1921. Yes, yes, yes . . .Yes, but who is that STUNNING woman??? Note, she's wearing spats. What a smashing outfit she has on in general. (The Gallery, D.C.)
High Bridge: 1907
... Sun, April 24, 1877. An Excursion on the Cincinnati Southern Railroad. Testing the Great Bridge. On ... interests of the city, made a tour of inspection of the Cincinnati Southern Railway to the Kentucky river. The road was found to be in ... 
 
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High Bridge, Kentucky, circa 1907. "High Bridge and Kentucky River." At right is a section of the stairway seen here yesterday. 8x10 glass negative. View full size. Those houses along the banksOr rather, cabins. I wonder who lived there and what they lived on. Those patches look way too small to be more than supplemental sustenance. And between the bank and the foot of the escarpment it looks like every time there is high water it would be a wash-out. Thanks, I'll take the high ground and the long way around. Still around?Is this bridge still there? I tried googling it but I'm getting a bunch of other bridges instead. [Yes.] General observationI'm glad Buster Keaton didn't see this photo. For sale cheap4 houses with river view, dry almost 8 months per year, bring rubber boots and a canoe, also included a large supply of logs donated by high water for that new barn. Nice View Of The RiverDo you think those houses ever got flooded out??!! Yes Vinny,It's still there. Courtesy Bing 3D. And another thing: I just can't get over the beauty of this photo! Maybe I'm crazyI realize we can't see the whole communtity, however, what a strange place to build houses. You have to get off the train and climb down those long flights of stairs, then when the river floods you have to run back up the stairs. Also, you have the critters near the water like mosquitos, snakes, rodents and belligerent loggers. A wonderful railroad site but I'd still be on that first train out of town. [The stairs were for the use of visitors to the park and resort at the top of the cliff, not access to the riverside houses.] Kinda Still ThereTo answer Vinny's question further: "A" bridge is still there, but not "the" bridge in the 1907 photo. The structure has been rebuilt; the stone towers are gone and the framework and supports are far heavier than before. If you move around in the Bing Bird's eye view that rvdroz provided in the stairs photo, you can see the differences. It was doubled-deckedYears ago on a steam train excursion that crossed High Bridge, I was told by a docent that High Bridge was widened to accommodate two tracks. He told me that that rail traffic used a temporary upper deck while the lower deck was under reconstruction! I've wondered if I misunderstood. If it is true, I wish I could see pictures of that! Whipple TrussBuilt in 128 days! The stone towers were originally intended for Roebling's never-completed suspension bridge. The towers were taken down in 1929 to allow for double tracks. More photos and info at BridgeHunter: [Link 1], [Link 2]. Baltimore Sun, April 24, 1877. An Excursion on the Cincinnati Southern Railroad. Testing the Great Bridge. On Friday last a delegation of Cincinnatians, representing largely the wealth and business interests of the city, made a tour of inspection of the Cincinnati Southern Railway to the Kentucky river. The road was found to be in excellent condition. The track is heavily ballasted with broken stone to the depth of fifteen inches, the ties are laid close, and the splendid steel rails, of which the whole line is to be laid, are well put down. … The bridge was subjected to the severest tests possible, which it stood admirably, the deflection of the spans, with a weight upon them of 1,082,000 pounds, ranging from three inches down to three-quarters of an inch. This bridge is believed to be the highest railroad bridge in the world, standing as it does 275 feet above the river. Its trestles, 87 feet high, rest upon iron piers 175 feet in height, which in turn stand upon huge stone abutments 66 feet and high and 130 by 17 feet. The three spans are 375 feet each in length, though the middle section really reaches past the pier a considerable distance on each side, receiving the other sections in telescopic form. The cost is $404,000, the builders the Baltimore Bridge Company. The work was begun October 16 and ended February 20. The bridge is known as the Whipple truss double intersection girder, or continuous cantilivers. The whole structure is wrought iron. … Stand By MeIs this the bridge Vern dropped his comb off? This OneThis one goes in the wallpaper file for sure. Thanks Dave! About Those HousesI did a little traveling via Google maps and discovered an Old Saw Mill Road above those cliffs. Could they have been used for work crew temporary housing when there was a load of logs to be wrangled? For those who wish to return to the days of yore just check the distance you would have had to travel on a sleety February night to get to the privy. (The Gallery, Boats & Bridges, DPC, Railroads)
Forbes Field: 1912
... Day, later known as Memorial Day, The Pirates played the Cincinnati Reds at home with a 6-2 win. Fourth of July 1912, Pittsburgh played The Cincinnati Reds again at Forbes Field and won the game 3-2. I tried to ... 
 
Posted by Dave - 07/23/2012 - 6:48pm -

Pittsburgh circa 1912. "Entrance to Forbes Field." Grandstand admission 75 cents. 8x10 inch dry plate glass negative, Detroit Publishing Company. View full size. Watch behind you!It's sometimes amazing to look at these old photos and wonder about how safety standards 100 years ago were so different. There are folks sitting on the second tier, one guy on what looks like a crate -- with no support to prevent anyone sitting or standing at the rear from falling with just one simple mistake. Absolutely remarkable to see that. 1909?The flags make me think it's during a World Series, which would mean 1909 is more likely than 1912. [1909 flags wouldn't have 48 stars. - Dave] Child LaborI spot 3 young vendors in the crowd. This could have been a Lewis Hine shot. Flag Display DaysMay 31, 1912, Decoration Day, later known as Memorial Day, The Pirates played the Cincinnati Reds at home with a 6-2 win. Fourth of July 1912, Pittsburgh played The Cincinnati Reds again at Forbes Field and won the game 3-2. I tried to find Honus Wagner in the crowd but figured he was already on the field. Ancestrial SlobsOur Ancestors weren't too concerned with littering. Those gutters are filled with trash! 50 years ago this monthBill Mazeroski hit the only World Series Game Seven walk-off home run at Forbes Field to lead the Pirates to victory against the Yankees. 75 centsAdjusted for inflation, the same ticket would cost you around $17 today. Interestingly, current grandstand tickets for Pirate games now cost anywhere from $9 to $16. Never a No-NoThere was never a single no-hitter thrown in Forbes Field in the 61 seasons it existed. It was also the site of Babe Ruth's last 3 home runs (May 25, 1935), when he played for the Boston Braves. __field Motor Co.What is the name of the Motor Company in the background? [Bellefield Motor Co. - Dave] Dignified PatronsA refreshing scene, so different from modern sporting events. Note the complete absence of team-logo knockoff merchandise. There may be a heckler or two in the crowd, but the drunken, swearing fans of today would be tossed from that stadium tout de suite. FFFans just gathered at the site of the former Forbes last week to listen to a rebroadcast of Bill Mazeroski's series winning home run on its 50th anniversary. The site is currently part of The University of Pittsburgh campus, and home plate is still on the ground (covered in protective plexi) in the floor of the building that takes up most of the space. (When I attended a few years back, legend had it that they had to move it a few feet though, otherwise it would have been in a closet.) Finally, if you're ever in Pittsburgh, check out the Miniature Railroad and Village at Carnegie Science Center -- they made an exquisitely detailed to-scale replica of Forbes Field, and used dust from a donated original brick to make the infield! Boy with BundleBoy to the right has a bundle of sticklike things. Assume he is selling them, but what the heck are they? [Rattan balloon sticks or pennant canes. - Dave] Flags & Bunting & new constructionEvery June or July in the early years of Forbes Field, the Pittsburg Press hosted the Tri-State Track and Field Meet there. News accounts describe the stadium as "bedecked by flags and bunting" for the event. In 1912 there was considerable new construction. The entire playing field was relocated to move the foul line relative to the left-field bleachers. The first-tier seating was also revised, which entailed the pouring of concrete and installation of new railings. The first tier would be what looks like the second story from the outside of the stadium. [A few tricolor flags here. They look French or Italian. - Dave] Auto-palooza!I love the perspective of the long line of brass-era automobiles all lined up for us in this photo, and the contrast of the one lone horse and buggy. Also, there seems to be a teenager sitting in the car closest to us, but I can't tell if he's behind the wheel or not. He's probably as anxious to get his license as the teenaged boys of today - some things never change! One of my favorite photos on Shorpy. Thanks Dave! Precarious PerchesNote that there is a wall to keep you from falling. The crate sitters are on top of the wall. The Fine PrintEach of the the large shields has lists in each of the white columns. Are these "memorial," "ceremonial"? I could make several guesses. Any insight? More Flag MinutiaeSome tricolor flags may be Pittsburgh City flags. The flag on the top ledge above the man on the crate appears to be a City of Pittsburgh flag. Two flags above the glass archway to the far right bottom of the photo may be city flags also. Lots going on here!Such as the kid with the papers in the foreground...I can almost hear him saying to the other kid, "G'wan, get outta here ... I'm woikin' dis side of da street!" And, as for the trash in the gutters, no worse than you'd see in the parking lot of one of today's major stadiums after a big game. And speaking of parking lots, how about the one in this photo? A single row that stretches around the stadium. Shouldn't have any problem finding your car after the game. And the way the fans are dressed is great. No face painters or painted shirtless beer swillers either. Oh, and you guys up there on the beer crates ... be careful! Game Day AttireLast weekend, I went to a college football game. I wore tennis shoes, jeans, and a cute little t-shirt with my team's colors and was very comfortable. I'm just trying to wrap my head around what it would be like to attend a sporting event dressed like the woman in the lower left corner-- a voluminous, light-colored dress and that *enormous* hat. (I also love the hat the woman in between the archways is sporting!) Of course, they would have been used to wearing that amount of clothing wherever they went, but still-- you go, ladies. What a Ballpark!I'm a native here but alas never had the chance to see a game in this famous park. I have a friend though a little older than I who has an actual seat from Forbes Field. A collector of sorts, he's now set his sights on a seat from the now defunct Mellon Arena. Is This Forbes Field???Beyond Forbes Field's left field was the Carnegie Library Building which was built in 1895. Where is the library building? Because of a park and the Carnegie Library there were no houses beyond left field. What park is this??? re: Is this ForbesHere's another picture of Forbes Field. Sure looks the same to me. Grandstand seatsWhen I was a kid my dad took me to many Pirate games at Forbes Field. He started taking me in 1958 when Ted Kluszewski was first traded to the Pirates from Cincinnati. At that time good reserve seat tickets were $2.50 and bleacher seats were 50¢. (The Gallery, Cars, Trucks, Buses, DPC, Pittsburgh, Sports)
Rainbo Is Good Bread: 1942
... image. Mount Orab Route 74 went from near Cincinnati east about 50 miles to Peebles. It has since been rerouted and ... Ohio Route 74 was nowhere near Mount Gilead. It ran from Cincinnati southeast to Seamon and Peebles. That's about 140 miles south of ... 
 
Posted by Dave - 05/26/2009 - 4:56pm -

1942 or 1943. "Gilead, Ohio (?), possibly Mount Gilead" is the uncertain caption. Although the photo does provide a few clues. 35mm Kodachrome transparency by John Vachon for the Farm Security Administration. View full size. UPDATE: A couple of astute commenters have identified this as a building on Main Street in Mount Orab, Ohio. Google Street View gives a pretty good match. If there are any Shorpyite shutterbugs in Mount Orab, hie on over to the intersection of Main and High, send us some pics and help us lay to rest a mystery that's been bedeviling the Library of Congress for the past 65 years! Route 74Ohio Route 74 was renumbered 32 when Interstate 74 was built. It seems to be the same road as US50 in some places. A quick search shows a "Union Leader" newspaper in Toledo, a long way from Route 32 / US 50. ["Union Leader" was tobacco, not reading material. - Dave] Rainbo breadThought Rainbo Bread decals might give a clue to location. Flicker has 61 photos labeled with this tag. This scene is the first in the list. Route 74 is an old sign that might be what is now Route 32. Southern Ohio in other words. C.A. Lo__ Groceries & HardwareMy guess would be C.A. Long. Would the public library in Mount Orab have any local newspapers from the 1940s? An ad for this place would tie up that loose end. Also any ads for the Marvel Theatre or "Happyhour." [A current photo of the stonework below, taken from the same angle, would also be helpful. - Dave] Rainbo is good bread...and it looks like the onion sandwiches are very popular. Time warpThere are buildings that still exsist in Ohio that look the same as they did 40 or 50 years ago. Mount Orab, OhioView Larger Map A photographer who is going through multiple towns is going to have problems remembering where he took his picture. Fortunately, Wikipedia tells us that Ohio State 74 became Ohio State 32 in the early 60s. And using Google Street View in the town of Mount Orab (easy to confuse with Mount Gilead) brings us the above. Look at the side of the building in both pictures. [Ding ding ding! I think we have a winner. - Dave] Update indeedThat "Update" is why you have to keep coming back! You never know what will be added or when! Another view from Mount OrabFull image. Mount OrabRoute 74 went from near Cincinnati east about 50 miles to Peebles. It has since been rerouted and renamed Ohio Route 32, although you can still see a few "Old Route 74" sections on modern maps. Route 74 passed through Mount Orab as Main Street, which is where this picture was taken. The building pictured is still there. Rolling in doughPeyton's Market in Moberly, Missouri, displayed the identical Rainbo slogan on the screen door in the early 1950s. The local radio station KNCM had call-in quiz shows, the winner being awarded seven loaves of Rainbo bread. As an elementary school student, I won the contest seven times. For a time, we had more bread than our family of five could eat! Billy!JUST WHERE DID YOU LEAVE YOUR NEW RED WAGON? A True MysteryThis picture is a true mystery. Ohio Route 74 was nowhere near Mount Gilead. It ran from Cincinnati southeast to Seamon and Peebles. That's about 140 miles south of Mount Gilead. If you want to read a really confusing history of Route 74, there's a Wikipedia page on it. Most of what's left of it today is known as Old State Route 32, renamed from SR 74 in 1962.The last SR 74 signs were taken down in 1963. Or maybe not. In a period starting in 1938, the Columbia Parkway (Route 50) was built between downtown Cincinnati and Fairfax, and renamed SR 74. Confused? Me, too. QuestionAll of this detective work makes me wonder if any of this information makes it back to the LOC. Do they ever update the photo information with the newfound information provided by this site? [They do, for photos that are part of the Flickr Commons Project. Of which this is one. - Dave] Regnad Kcin worked here Notice the sign on the door: "daerB dooG si obniaR" StoneworkIf you "drive" by the side of the building on Google maps you can see that there is stonework in the same place as we see it in the picture. The fire escape is there too although the doorway has been boarded up. [Yes, 12 rows in both the old and new photos. - Dave] WrongNope I think that you had this right the first time. I lived in Mount Gilead, and that is the corner that is right downtown. The porch has been removed but that is the location. Morrow County, Ohio. Sorry, and if you have traveled around Ohio any, you would know that every small town just about seemed to have the same layout. If you don't believe me go to Mount Vernon, Mount Gilead or Galion. [The problem with your theory is that Route 74 never went through Mount Gilead. If you examine the details of the photos posted below (or travel to Mount Orab), you'll see that they are of building in our 1942 photo. - Dave] Rainbo BreadMy dad had a small grocery store in western Kansas 50 years ago with a Rainbo Bread sign just like that one on the door. Brings back memories! GoneAll the beautiful woodwork has gone. That is a shame. "Modern" is not always better. Route 74Talk about ironies, I was just mentioning to someone at work about SR74 and its original routings today. Route 74, according to the August 1929 Ohio Guide, passed through Cincinnati, Newtown, Batavia, Williamsburg, Mount Orab, Sardinia, Winchester, Seaman and Peebles. Plus......a gray hearse! We've only got black ones around these parts, so this is kinda exciting for me. Cheers ATsTo the AT(s) that posted the current photo and street view - you along with this site are (and the rest who added clues) are poster children into the power of social networking (not the goofy mainstram media definition of it - but the real power) and worthy of an article in some prominent academic journal. Grew up in Mount OrabThe Long family grocery store was indeed on the corner in question until the mid '70s, when it moved to a new supermarket-type store just up the road on US 68. I worked there in the late '70s. I don't know about C.A. Long. The patriarch of the family was J.P. "Sport" Long when I was there, and his son Paul ran the store. C.A. LongC.A. Long was my great-grandfather. The building in the photo was constructed in 1896 for the International Order of Odd Fellows. The Lodge used the top story for its meetings and rented the ground floor. Charles Anderson Long (1859-1939) moved his grocery business from Williamsburg, Ohio, to Mount Orab in 1931. The business before C.A. rented it in 1931 was a shop that assembled horse buggies (see second photo below). Charles rented the building for his grocery business. His son Julius Paul Long had taken over the grocery in 1939 after C.A.'s death. My father, J.P. Long Jr., bought the grocery in 1968 and continued the business on the corner of 74 & 68 until 1972, when it moved north of town on State Route 68. It closed in 1988. The Marvel was the movie theater in town about one block south on Route 68. It is now being used as the local Masonic Lodge. Route 74 was renamed State Route 32 and then eventually Tri-County Road. The IOOF building was sold when the Lodge closed (1990s?) and is now being used as a women's clothing store. Pictures- C.A. Long calendar 1935 IOOF Building 1930 Long's Grocery 1968 C.A. and his wife Nellie Long (The Gallery, John Vachon, Stores & Markets)
Buy Their Fruits: 1906
... * A bridal tour or auto ride in 1906 Chester Park in Cincinnati, Ohio, or * A box of sulphur and molasses kisses in 1907 ... 
 
Posted by Dave - 11/19/2022 - 3:08pm -

1906. "The French Market -- New Orleans." Yes, they have bananas, and you can compare apples and oranges, too. 8x10 inch glass negative, Detroit Publishing Company. View full size. Loving you has made me bananasThe pretty lady with a pout (near the bananas) is, in my mind, experiencing a slight -- ahem -- bit of friction with the gentleman (pork pie hat) standing to the left, gazing at her. I think he wants to appease her in some way but she is having none of it. Perhaps he has offended her by suggesting that she buy a few bananas and a jar of peanut butter -- still a relatively new invention -- and try putting them together in a sandwich. Meanwhile the other gentleman (bowler hat), having overheard their tiff, has discreetly averted his gaze out of respect for the couple in their awkward moment. BOGOGet a pound of road apples free with every pound of fruit you buy. You pick and bag the free product! Sam the Banana ManIn 1906, Sam Zemurray had been living in New Orleans for over a year and had already acquired the Cuyamel Fruit Company. Great biography by Rich Cohen: The Fish That Ate the Whale. 300 years of rueful streetsThe sight of this delightful variant of the traditional Belgian block pavers seems as good a reason as any to point out September marked the tricentenniel of New Orleans' street grid. Let the good times roll(out)! A sorry sightNo, not the French Market; it's that poor old horse in the foreground. It looks to be nearing the end of a hard life and in need of veterinary care. In a better life it would've had some TLC and days of ease in a peaceful pasture before its days were done. The buying power of a dimeLet's see, for 10 cents I could buy: * A dozen bananas in the 1906 New Orleans French Market, or * Three hot dogs and a made-to-order lemonade in 1906 Manhattan, New York, or * A bridal tour or auto ride in 1906 Chester Park in Cincinnati, Ohio, or * A box of sulphur and molasses kisses in 1907 Hartford, Connecticut, or * A baked potato in 1909 at the Hotel Secor in Toledo, Ohio, or * An orchestra seat in 1910 at the Theatre Comique in Detroit, Michigan, or * Two tickets to a three-reel movie in 1912 at Moore's Garden Theatre in Washington, D.C., or * A refreshing Bevo in 1917 Oklahoma City. I'd probably go with the orchestra seat. The offer nine hours of continuous high-class performances and I can stay as long as I like. Garic's BakeryIt opened in 1885 and was one of 150 bakeries listed in the city directory. This site outlines it's its history. It passed through several different owners after the founding family sold it in 1952. It remained a bakery through sometime on the early 1970s. The place was the last bakery to produce hardtack. The HorseAdding to SWA's comment. That poor horse in the foreground has serious health problems. Its legs are all bent, distended stomach, coat all mangy, and many other issues. The poor animal should have been retired a long time before this sorry moment. Maybe its owner just considered the horses as a 'thing' and as long as it could pull a cart there was no concern. (The Gallery, DPC, Horses, New Orleans, Stores & Markets)
Wilmerding, O Wilmerding: 1905
... me of the many Germanic names I heard as a boy visiting Cincinnati with my family. So three cheers for Wilmerding! Don't know ... 
 
Posted by Dave - 08/14/2012 - 12:31pm -

Wilmerding, Pennsylvania, circa 1905. "Plant of the Westinghouse Air Brake Co." 8x10 inch dry plate glass negative, Detroit Publishing Company. View full size. Three Cheers for "Wilmerding"Thanks to Jano and Dave for recognizing that America is hardly bereft of good manufacturing jobs today, in spite of the rough economy! We should indeed celebrate those hard working blue collar workers. And shame on GMH for calling Wilmerding an "ugly" name! Without doing any research I am sure the town was named in great honor of a founder or "first father" of the town. And I'm sure those who carry the family name Wilmerding today are quite proud of it and are pleased to know there is a town named "for them". Wilmerding sounds like it was probably was carried across the pond with European immigrants... good, strong, old-school Germanic stock. It reminds me of the many Germanic names I heard as a boy visiting Cincinnati with my family. So three cheers for Wilmerding! Don't know whyBut the word embiggen pleases me no end. It has a nice Saxon ring to it, perhaps. Wilmerding is rather nice, as well, but it doesn't activate the pleasure centers in quite the same fashion. Wabtec CorpAs noted in the previous post, the factory is still there. Westinghouse Air Brake has morphed into something called Wabtec. View Larger Map Beauty is in the Ear of the Beholder?How can such a beautiful little town have such an ugly sounding name? (No offense to any persons who might bear that name and frequent Shorpy.) I wonder if life there was as beautiful as we imagine it 100 years later? If I could time travel, Wilmerding certainly seems a worthy place to visit. Beautiful buildingsThis would make a great jigsaw puzzle. Someone CaredSomeone cared enough to preserve these adorable houses. Current viewIs there a current - "today"- view of this same vantage point? The detail these old cameras captured is quite amazing. Good Paying JobsWhen the US had men and women working hard at good paying manufacturing jobs, people could afford to live like decent human beings. Today, the US hardly builds anything anymore, ergo poverty, ignorance, crime, dissolution of the family, and eventually the disintegration of society. All so a relative few offshore robber barons can get fabulously rich draining the accumulated wealth of the US. Very nice. ["Hardly builds anything anymore"? The United States is still the world's largest manufacturer. China, with four times the population, is a close second. The factory in our photo still exists, btw. The average person in the United States today enjoys living conditions vastly better than those of most people in 1905. The $15 trillion economy of the United States is, by far, still the world's largest. - Dave] Wilmerdinglooks like a bustling little community. Love that this photo was taken during the height of activity. Schloss WestinghouseDo you have any photos of the front side of the George Westinghouse Castle (that big pile with the clock tower)? [Click to embiggen. - Dave] It's MondayThe traditional laundry day. Every clothsline you can see is loaded! Re: Good Paying JobsThanks, Dave. I appreciate your succinct response regarding the manufacturing status and standard of living in the U.S. The woeful lack of understanding of basic economics and industrial history is evident in so many conversations I have, and not exclusively with those younger than my 50 years. When commenting on this site, I am more inclined to (attempts at) humor but I am also tremendously moved by the images of industrial settings that affirm how far we have come in terms of working conditions, yet the celebrate ingenuity, creativity, drive and work ethic of our forebears. I wish more people would look around to see that kind of vision and vigor today, and stop damning industry, whether soft or heavy, as a whole for the sins of a relative few. And, sorry to disagree with another commenter but "Wilmerding" has a certain ring to it! Marguerite Avenue & Frank St Clock TowerPresent day view of the clock tower on the far right of the photo. Amazing. View Larger Map Now we know!Now we know where the previouse Westinghouse Air Brake Co. picture was taken from! The viaduct that the Pittsburgh Railways streetcar line once ran on. You can see one of the B&O gondola cars and part of the WABCO house car in this photo as well. It kind of looks like a company town with all the townhouse style housing. And by-the-way I like the sound of "Wilmerding" after pouring poring through so many ancient air brake catalogs, parts lists and manuals. "Wilmerding" the name known around the world! Wilmerding, the VideoExploringI Love this picture - makes me wish I could go back and wander the streets exploring! Such a pretty looking city, even if it's an industrial one! Air Brake AvenueThat first row of houses in the distance is on Air Brake Avenue. Pretty girls all in a rowAs seen in the video, pretty girls worked for Westinghouse, and doing mechanical work. I thought they would be doing clerical chores. The soundtrack is very imaginative. I hear the squeal of Westinghouse air brakes and steel wheels on rails. Not to be overlookedWe would be remiss not to take note of the early beginnings of the "traveling American carnival" as seen in the photo center. The traveling carnival as we know it was but 12 years young in 1905 when there were 46 recorded traveling carnivals. These early shows traveled mostly by rail in unmarked box cars. Visible by the railroad tracks is the merry-go-round or "flying jenny" which was the heart of all carnivals at the time. It is possibly a Gustav Dentzel Philadelphia Toboggan Co. "Philadelphia Style Carousel" made in Germantown, PA. The side curtains are yet down but one set of wooden horses can be seen under the one rolled flap. There are at least visible four show tents set up on the street following the outline of the town square. The James E. Strates Shows is the only remaining railroad carnival today with all others traveling by truck. Wilmerding, and Wabco vs. WabtecWhen George Westinghouse wanted to relocate his factories to a new, larger site in the mid-1880s, he purchased land in the area of a new Pennsylvania Railroad "flagstop" that had already been named "Wilmerding" for Joanna Wilmerding Bruce Negley, the wife of one of the original landowners (I believe her mother's maiden name was Wilmerding). I doubt whether much thought was given to how it sounded, provided it sounded distinctive. Westinghouse Air Brake has not "morphed into something called Wabtec". WABCO was simply the initials of the Westinghouse Air Brake Company, but this trademark was retained by American Standard when WAB became independent again in 1990; to avoid paying a license fee to AmStand, the company's name was changed slightly, to Westinghouse Air Brake Technologies Corporation, abbreviated Wabtec. The company's headquarters is still located in Wilmerding, although some of the manufacturing has been moved to other sites (in the USA, not overseas). Wikmerding is still a "bustling little place", and a very pretty one; it has not changed hugely from the way it is shown in the photo, and visitors are welcomed at the "Castle", where they can visit the Westinghouse Valley Museum, and get a guided tour of the building also. Check www.wilmerdingrenewed.org/ for details. You Can Be Sure if It's WestinghouseIt's amazing how quickly America has forgotten the importance of some of its most illustrious inventors and corporate manufacturing titans. Men like George Westinghouse affected so much of our life and times -- his air brakes began powerfully slowing and stopping trains as early as the end of the 1860s in an era when the famed "Golden Spike" was driven at Promontory Summit. Brand new passenger cars shipped over the Union and Central Pacific railroads the following month came fitted with the latest Westinghouse Air Brakes. The Golden Spike alone was equal to the Wright Brothers' flight in terms of how it amazed the general public and sparked revolutions in transportation and commerce. The there's George Westinghouse the electric systems entrepreneur. We can thank him and his technicians (and lawyers, like it or not) for securing many patents on extremely strong and fast electrical motors so that fantastic wonders like high-rise "skyscrapers" fitted with elevators (powered by Westinghouse cable-winding motors!) could be put up in cities all across North America if not the world. Westinghouse motors also powered a wide array of electric streetcars, locomotives and simpler small things like electric cooling fans and bedside alarm clocks. How about we all join hands and summon the spirits of James Burke ("Connections") and maybe even ol' George Westinghouse? 3 Cheers for ShorpyA wonderful photograph and oh so much you could muse about. But just as wonderful is the many informative comments with added media as well as the casual reflections. I'm so glad I stumbled across this gem of a photo blog. Thank you Dave. My family history in WilmerdingMy Grandfather William Pugsley was the groundskeeper/gardener for the WABCO. He emigrated from England in 1903 and was hired by the company. In an enlarged photo you can see the house and greenhouse the family was given for their use. It is on the lower side of the hill just above the viaduct crossing to the town which went by the factory and over the railroad . There were eventually 8 children and their families who enjoyed reunions at this house. William was active in local politics as well and lived in the house until his death in 1954. When we children arrived at the reunion the first thing we did was climb the hill to the summit. the hill, Maple avenue, and all the development was removed for a freeway in the 70's I believe .Many happy memories of Wilmerding. Depression-Era WilmerdingMy mother was born and raised in Wilmerding. One of her girlhood memories of the Depression was out-of-work men going door to door looking for odd jobs to earn a few pennies for a meal. She recalled that her mother never turned anyone away; there was always a plate of food for anyone who asked. She said her parents were very frugal, and because of that they never went hungry and still had enough to share. Mother also recalled that government officials came to the high school to recruit graduating seniors into various government jobs that would support the war effort. Graduating in June 1944, mother signed up, and three weeks later was whisked away by train to Washington D.C. where she was placed as a secretary in the Pentagon. A Prized PossessionWilmerding is a fascinating town with an amazing history. The country's first planned community it did not take long to become a turn of the century hub for the railroad. I am the proud owner of the first photo of the town taken by the Wilmerding Development Company before a person or car or animal had stepped on its street. (The Gallery, DPC, Factories, Railroads)
Military R.R.: 1865
... Grant's Iron Horse Saturday we saw Grant's horse "Cincinnati;" today we see Grant's Iron Horse, "Lt. Genl. Grant," on the left. ... 
 
Posted by Dave - 08/01/2012 - 8:53pm -

City Point, Virginia, circa 1865. "Gen. J.C. Robinson" and other locomotives of the U.S. Military Railroad. From views of the main Eastern theater of war, the siege of Petersburg, June 1864-April 1865. Wet plate glass negative. View full size. Robinson ahead by a nose Seems that the Lt. Genl. Grant is running a close second. The named locomotives are from the Wm. Mason Machine Works in Taunton, Mass. The engine ahead of both seems unnamed. Might be an "American" locomotive or a Wm. Mason. LocationThe terrain and the enormity of the facilities in place makes me almost certain that this was taken at City Point, Virginia, the Union's main supply depot for the area at the time. [Another clue would be the first three words of the caption. - Dave] Who's DrivingThe engineer is definitely not Buster Keaton. Any ideawhat the black things are in the upper right hand portion of the picture? When I looked at the blown up picture it looked a little bit like a lot of black socks hanging on a clothesline but that's obviously incorrect. [It's a scratch in the emulsion. - Dave] A bigger nameHard for me to see, but appears to be "Lt Gen. US Grant" on loco behind the Robinson machine. I am amazed at the hillside, ships and living conditions of the period. Grant's Iron HorseSaturday we saw Grant's horse "Cincinnati;" today we see Grant's Iron Horse, "Lt. Genl. Grant," on the left. Union IroncladA turret of a Union ironclad can be seen in the background over the top of the pier-side warehouse. This could be the USS Onondaga, which was stationed at City Point to prevent Confederate ironclads from breaking out of the James River and attacking the supply base. The problem is that the USS Onondaga had two turrets and I only see one. Grant and Lee There is a photo so similar to this one in the book "Grant and Lee" by William A. Frassanito that it must have been taken about the same time. It is in the City Point chapter view 8. The tents and buildings on top of the bluff were part of the Railroad Hospital. The wharf shown is a replacement for one that was blown up by saboteurs on August 9,1864. The explosion killed 43 laborers and according to Mr. Frassanito narrowly missed General Grant who was in front of his headquarters tent at the time. His books have photos taken during the Civil War and then the same scene in modern times. IroncladIn regard to the comment by Excel08 about the ironclad. Also according to Mr. Frassanito there would be about 200 vessels anchored off of City Point on any given day by the fall of 1864 including the ironclad ram "Atlanta" with one stack. Poor LightingAmazing that all the headlights on these locomotives were a kerosene lamp in a box with a magnifying lens. Spectre-visionNifty ghost in front of main tent! Hillside erosionAttention troopers! Gen. Grant has authorized the issuing of hazard pay due to the hillside erosion and the location of the outhouse. It is further recommended that only those soldiers who know how to swim should make use of the facilitiesafter dark. Buster Isn't ThereI'll bet he is out visiting Annabelle Lee. InterestingAlmost as interesting as the locomotives are the view of the ships in the harbor. OopsHow did I not see that? Boy, is that embarrassing. Hey youget back to work. 25 years of progressIt amazes me to think that these beautifully turned out engines are only one generation away from the dawn of American railroading (think Tom Thumb and iron-plated wooden tracks). A person born in 1820 grew up with horse, foot or canal-boat travel, when 50 miles was a good day's journey. During their adult years, they saw the rise of well-established railroads that could travel fifty miles per hour. This, together with the telegraph, was the dawn of the "shrinking world." The Third LocomotiveThe locomotive moving forward between the "Lt. Genl. Grant" and the "Genl. J.C. Robinson" is the "Governor Nye." This 4-4-0 was built by the Richard Norris & Son locomotive works in Philadelphia, and was acquired new by the USMRR on February 18, 1863. Sent to North Carolina in 1865 to work on the USMRR, it was still in the USMRR inventory in April 1866. Another photo taken within minutes of this one shows it in the yard. Watch that last step...I don't think that cliff-side staircase meets any imaginable safety regulation. Bridge Of Beanpoples & Cornstalks General J.C. Robinson 4-4-0 (Construction # 124) Formerly known as the USMRR locomotive General Haupt and acquired new by USMRR on January 17, 1863. Renamed General J.C. Robinson. Sold to the Baltimore & Ohio Railroad in 1865. http://www.nvcc.edu/home/csiegel/USMRR%20Locomotives.htm "That Man Haupt has built a bridge over Potomac Creek, about 400 feet long and nearly 100 feet high, over which loaded trains are running every hour, and upon my word gentlemen, there is nothing in it but beanpoles and cornstalks." Monitor identityThe monitor noted by others is most likely a Passaic-class ship and probably the Lehigh. The primary assumption is that the ship is perpendicular to the line of sight (as are the other ships). In that case comparing the monitor's funnel (tall thin light-colored tube to the left of the turret) to the turret, they are signifiicantly closer spaced than would be the funnel-turret distance for a Canonicus-class ship, the only other type which fits what is visible. This marks it as a Passaic. To identify it as the Lehigh is the stretch. At least three Passaics were known to have been in the City Point area at this time; the Lehigh, Patapsco, and Sangamon. The Patapsco and Sangamon were both confusingly identified as having a white ring at the top of the turret/base of the rifle shield. There is no ring visible on the turret of this monitor. The Lehigh was all black. O Scale model Civil War model railroadBernie Kempenski is building a model railroad with these kinds of locomotives, etc. His is dated 1862. http://usmrr.blogspot.com (The Gallery, Civil War, Railroads)
Mechanical Nightmare
Chesapeake & Ohio M-1 steam turbine 502 at Cincinnati on July 2, 1949. These coal-fired turbine locomotives were complete ... pg 70 for info on it. C&O M-1 This is at the Cincinnati Union Terminal engine service facility. I saw one of these stuffed ... 
 
Posted by Lost World - 07/26/2007 - 10:38am -

Chesapeake & Ohio M-1 steam turbine 502 at Cincinnati on July 2, 1949. These coal-fired turbine locomotives were complete failures in passenger service despite their impressive size and complexity. Built in 1947 by Baldwin Locomotive for exorbitant prices, all three were retired by 1950. Color of this engine, in case you're wondering, was yellow-orange up top with gray beneath, with dark blue lettering and trim. View full size. But...It might have been a financial failure, but - damn - that thing looks awesome (in black and white anyway). I love the old iron horses... C&O steam turbineI agree, really a fine-looking piece of machinery. Great pictureRecently saw an image of this locomotive with a crew of folks standing in the coal bunker (the area in the nose with the raised doors). The caption indicated they were measuring coal consumption (which seems a little far-fetched). Another attempt was made to build a coal turbine about 20 years ago or so. Don Hall Yreka, CA Steam LocoThere was also Norfolk & Western's #2300 Jawn Henry steam turbine electric loco built by the N&W it would generate steam to run a turbine in which a electric generator would provide power to the electric traction motors. It too wasn't too sucsseful due to the steam turbine using a very large amount of steam and the boiler working hard to keep up with the demand. Also a very impressive looking engine. Check out Trains Magazine's Aug issue on pg 70 for info on it. C&O M-1This is at the Cincinnati Union Terminal engine service facility. I saw one of these stuffed nose first into one of the roundhouse stalls. It was so long that the section (water carrier?) that can be seen behind the main locomotive was entirely outside. By the way, that was the one and only stall that could be used by these locos, as its track lined up with the turntable and one of the tracks on the other side all at the same time. Turntable was way too short to turn the engine!! M-1 Steam TurbineI agree, this thing looks awesome. Pity this photo isn't color. I'd love to see its yellow-orange decor. Why were they failures?I'm curious... why were these impressive locomotives failures? C&O TurbinesThere is a good history of them on this website. Scroll down. http://www.steamlocomotive.com/turbine/ I may actually have seen one!As a youth in Huntington, I saw a huge strange-looking locomotive waiting on the tracks at the C&O Station on Seventh Avenue. I have often wondered if it was one of these. If this ever pulled the old C&0 "George Washington," then this is what I saw! Financial FailureTo put this in perspective, in the 1940s and 1950s American railroads were changing from steam to diesel power due to cost savings. The C & O transported huge amounts of coal from West Virginia so to them it seemed silly to burn anything else. Baldwin and Westinghouse took on the challenge of building three of the turbines. They were hard and expensive to maintain and didn't get the fuel economy desired. They had problems developing enough steam for the needs of the turbine, but when the fireman could keep the steam up, they ran very good. They were intended to make 6000 horsepower and were going to pull a new state of the art passenger train, the Chessie. Due to a downturn in passenger traffic, as Americans purchased more and more cars and roads improved, the Chessie never ran and the turbines were quietly retired after about three years of trials. It is sad none survive in museums. You can see other images of the locomotives here. O Gauge M-1Mike's Train House made an O Gauge version of the M-1 around 2004, priced at $1,000. They are done in great detail. I have one sitting on my shelf in my office and it is a conversation piece. Dollars and DieselYes, these were financial failures, but not because of the fuel they burned. As Anonymous pointed out below, the C&O (and N&W as well) made their money hauling coal. On the face of it, that fuel was in ample supply and they had the facilities to handle it easily so it looked like a no-brainer. Unfortunately, neither road in the late '40s yet fully appreciated that switching from coal (or oil) fired steam to diesel wasn't about the fuel, it was about the labor. Every steam fired locomotive requires an on-board crew to operate it. Diesels can be strung together up to 12 units but controlled from the lead cab by 1 crew. Less crews = less payroll = less overhead = more money to the bottom line. Cha-ching! Plus they didn't (and still don't) require anywhere near the shop forces to support them. Steam locomotives (very much like humans) can be, and often were, fickle, demanding, precocious, temperamental machines in constant need of love and attention in the form of people which equals money. Cha-ching again! Steam locomotives were all of the things I mention above but they could also (again, much like humans) be emotionally evocative. Look at this thread as a tiny example. They had a way of stirring something in the souls of people who were, and are, inclined to respond to such things, myself included. Diesels, however, were (and are) an appliance. Think Toyota Camry. Solid, dependable, loyal appliance. Will get you (or your freight) there all day long and twice on Sundays but won't create much of a breeze thru one's soul. They will, however, return a ton more to the bottom line in exchange for that particular lack of soulfulness. Guess it depends on where one is with the industry; line-side observer or shareholder. Why were they failuresThese locomotives were "mechanical nightmares". This was the first advent of a steam turbine being used for railroad service. Think of a jet engine using coal as its fuel. Does not even make sense. The turbines of the UP were basically "jet engines on rails", difference there was they burned the thickest fuel oil you could never imagine, Bunker C Fuel. 100 times thicker than Molasses. Night shotHere is a photograph that I picked at an antique store. It's a picture of one the locomotives being photographed at night. I’m not sure what the story behind this photo is, but it may be a study for a publicity shot in a magazine or brochure. (ShorpyBlog, Member Gallery, Railroads)
Ostrich Feathers Curled: 1910
Circa 1910. "Fourth Street, Cincinnati, Ohio." Home to merchants trading in a variety of goods and ... or "gauge" of 4 feet 8½ inches. < It also shows that Cincinnati city trolleys didn't use standard railroad gauge, the standard gauge ... of the 5 foot, 2-1/2 inch trolley tracks! Standard gauge Cincinnati & Lake Erie RR trolleys from Detroit, Mich., are still waiting ... 
 
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Circa 1910. "Fourth Street, Cincinnati, Ohio." Home to merchants trading in a variety of goods and services, the most esoteric of which might be "Ostrich Feathers &amp; Boas, Cleaned, Dyed and Curled." 8x10 glass plate. View full size. Where is the horse?That wagon on the right side is moving fast, where is the horse? Is the horse moving so much that the camera didn't capture it? It might be an early Studebaker, not sure. Trolley vs Railroad Gauge> by Larmo: example of wagons and standard gauge rail having the same width or "gauge" of 4 feet 8½ inches.
Leviathan: 1926
... Limited" (not "Queen & Crescent" - that refers to the Cincinnati - Chattanooga - New Orleans route, and was applied to no. 6689) and ... 
 
Posted by Dave - 07/17/2012 - 10:13pm -

Washington, D.C., or vicinity circa 1926. "Southern R.R. Co. Crescent Locomotive 1396." View full size. National Photo Company Collection glass negative. Queen Crescent LimitedA short history of the Queen Crescent Limited. 1396, 1926 Still puffin&#039;I have lived in Chattanooga and more than once rode on the excursion trains pulled by this locomotive! (see history link) I must compliment Dave on the enlargements of small details in the photos. Reminds me of the movie "Call Northside 777" in which the murderer is caught because the photo lab enlarges the date printed on a newspaper held by a newsboy! Ever tried newspapers, Dave? [Yes indeedy. - Dave] One of your best yet.This is one of your best yet. Very handsome. Cheers to you and the National Photo Company. Southern ClassA Great Railway. Great class of loco: Ps4. Same as the one in the Smithsonian. WOW!! ExcursionsAs far as excursions, you're probably thinking of Southern Ry. #4501, a freight engine, which was bought back from a shortline, and painted-and-otherwise-gussied-up to represent a passenger engine. It pulled many excursions starting in 1966. The real SR passenger steamers didn't make it past 1953 or so. (When the management realized steam excursions would be a real crowd-pleaser, the one in the Smithsonian was already "trapped inside.") WowBravo. Old 1396Beautiful engine absolutely beautiful! She was built 9 years &amp; 9 months before I came along. Reminds me of the troop trains in the 1940s, heading south on the L&amp;N Line as they passed through my hometown in central Kentucky, a little burg called Wildie in Rockcastle County. Wish I was back there now. Greatest achievementI maintain that the steam locomotive remains mankind's greatest accomplishment. WOWThis photo was taken in Southern Railway's yard in Alexandria, near the King Street station - if you look just to the right of the most distant power pole, you can see the George Washington Masonic Temple. No. 1396 was one of the first 12 PS4s delivered in Southern Railway's new "Sylvan Green" paint scheme. Most were lettered "Southern" on the tender, but no. 1396 was lettered "Crescent Limited" (not "Queen &amp; Crescent" - that refers to the Cincinnati - Chattanooga - New Orleans route, and was applied to no. 6689) and assigned to the new, all-Pullman luxury train of the same name. Alexandria YardThe George Washington National Masonic Memorial was dedicated in 1923 but not mostly completed until 1932, so I don't believe that appears adjacent to the far telegraph pole. I believe this view is looking roughly east, with the wooden yard office to the right of the locomotive. About where the boxcars are out of view in the distance is where Hoofe's Run crossed under the tracks. -- Frank R. Scheer, Railway Mail Service Library Museum PieceThe same class of locomotive photographed by me in 2006 when I visited the Smithsonian's railroad section. My favoriteThis is my favorite of the images posted on Shorpy this past year. I don't know why; I'm not interested in railroads or big machines. I keep coming back to it, though. Perhaps it's because despite my disinterest I admire this magnificent machine and the work that went into creating and maintaining it. It makes me think about traveling and I imagine how people of the time would have looked at it in awe and thought of the big cities and world beyond their own region. Thanks Dave and crew for the work you've done and thanks to all the insightful Shorpy posters. Best wishes for the new year, and many more intriguing photos and enlightening posts. Looking east toward Callahan StreetThis view of the Southern Railway yard in Alexandria is looking east. The Masonic Temple would be behind the photographer's left shoulder. The little yard shacks were on the other side of Callahan Street. These shacks were there as late as 1980 or so as I have a photo of them. The roundhouse was to the right of the locomotive, probably out of the picture. The building to the right may be the yard office. The Northern Virginia Model RR club occupied a building in this approximate location for about 20 years from the early '50s until the early '70s. Herby's Ford was located to the left of the photo, on the opposite side of the Callahan Street crossing. It was built soon after WW2. Leviathan in colorSadly there are no contemporary color images of Ps-4s in their early days, but my friend Tom Alderman of Mayretta, GA has given us an idea of what it looked like on that day in Alexandria when 1396 posed for the camera. (The Gallery, Natl Photo, Railroads)
Beer, Blood and Bones: 1917
... came with coins in his pocket to help with the horses in a Cincinnati brewery and ended up the owner of one of the largest and most ... 
 
Posted by Dave - 08/09/2012 - 7:29am -

Washington, D.C., circa 1917. "National Capital Brewery." The National Capital Brewing Co. plant at 14th and D Streets S.E. The company, which owned a number bars in downtown Washington, switched to making Carry's Ice Cream with the onset of Prohibition. The brewery's boiler room furnace figured in a sensational murder case in 1912. National Photo Company glass negative. View full size. Popcorn&#039;s ready!Let's have the nitty grtitty details of the murder! I&#039;ll get the lightsYeah, I'd be interested in that info as well. Sounds intriguing. All goneIf the address is accurate, these structures are long gone. That area is mostly residential working-class now. A Relative CommentThat explains it!! Now I know why Beer, Ice Cream &amp; Murder Mysteries are such favorites of mine! I am a great-great-granddaughter of Albert Carry. Thanks for the picture and history from my paternal relatives. [You're very welcome! Glad you found us. - Dave] Charred Bones, Bloodstain Near BoilersOctober 2, 1912. Gives a new meaning to "You're fired!" A Big Brewing EstablishmentWashington Evening Star. July 25, 1891 A BIG BREWING ESTABLISHMENT NATIONAL CAPITAL BREWERY A Business Enterprise That Has Been Very Successful in Washington IT IS A HOME PRODUCT ENTIRELY ORGANIZED AND OFFICERED BY LOCAL MEN AND EVERY SHARE OF ITS STOCK OWNED HERE A TRIP THROUGH ITS EXTENSIVE BUILDINGS. A brewery that turns out 100,000 barrels of first-class pure beer every year for local consumption solely is a big institution for any city, and yet Washington has recently had just such an addition made to its business enterprises in the National Capital Brewery. Organized by Washington men, officered by Washington men, and with every share of its stock owned here at home, it would seem to be a local enterprise first last and all the time. This business is the result of the combination of two of the oldest and most successful breweries in this part of the country, and that the new firm will be even more successful is a foregone conclusion. People who have had occasion recently to traverse D street southeast have noticed a splendid new building on the south side of the street between 13th and 14th streets. This is the new home of the National Capital Brewing Company, and it is by long odds one of the most substantial and imposing buildings of the sort to be found anywhere. Although it has been completed hardly more than a month, it has about it already that well-kept appearance and air of bustling activity that always denote prosperity following upon enterprise. This fine new building, standing as it does in a very desirable location for such a business, with almost an entire block of ground about it, is a five-story structure of brick with handsome stone trimmings and surrounded by a graceful cupola. It covers a plot of ground 94 by 136 feet, and owing to the unusual height of the several stories the building itself is quite as high as an ordinary seven or eight-story building. Attached to the main building are several roomy and substantial outbuildings, including an engine house, stable and cooperage shop, all pleasing in appearance and forming a handsome group. To make a good pure quality of beer for local use so that it can be drawn from wood and not adulterated with any chemical whatsoever in order to make of it a "beer that keeps well," this is the purpose of the National Capital Brewing Company. They do not make beer for shipment, and hence their beer is not treated with any salicylic acid or deleterious substances that are sometimes used with bottled beer to keep it clear and lively. Pure beer is generally considered a healthful drink. The president of the National Capital Brewing Company told a STAR reporter that any person with a proper interest in the matter might take the keys of the entire establishment at any time, go through it thoroughly, and if he found anything at all used in the making of their beer that was not pure and wholesome the company would give him $1,000. Beer drawn from the wood is almost certain to be a purer and better quality of beer than the bottled. The National Capital Brewing Company does not bottle. It serves its customers fresh every day with beer that has reached its prime in the immense cooling rooms of the brewery. F. H. Finley &amp; Son, the bottlers, however, have a contract with the company for 20,000 barrels a year of their pale extra beer, and this they bottle and serve to customers in Washington. They get their beer early every morning, as needed, so that people who buy the bottled variety of the National Capital Company's beer are using beer that left the huge casks at the brewery that very day. J. F. Hermann &amp; Son, Wm. H Brinkley and Jas. A Bailey also acts as agent for the company. A STAR reporter, accompanied by Mr. Albert Carry, president of the brewing company, recently made a complete inspection of the buildings of the brewery, spending several hours seeing how beer is manufactured from the time it comes in in the form of malt and the raw materials until it leaves the building a clear, cool, foaming beverage inclosed in stout kegs and casks. How much beer there is that leaves the building may be judged when the statement is made that the company uses 10,000 kegs and barrels of all sizes simply in supplying the Washington trade. Nine huge wagons and thirty big horses are used steadily in carrying beer from the brewery to the consumers. In truth this is no small business. But what strikes the visitor, be he a casual or an interested one, first and most forcibly of all is the absolute cleanliness and neatness that prevails everywhere. The walls and stairways, for the most part of stone and iron - for the building is fireproof throughout - and the floors are all of iron or concrete and immaculate. On all sides there is hot and cold running water, and indeed the wards of a hospital could scarcely be cleaner or more orderly than the various departments of this brewery. There are no secret chambers into which one may not go. Everything is open and above board, and the fact that the company has no objections to the beer consumer examining every branch of its manufacture is a pretty good sign that they know that everything is honest and fair. As a proof of this the company intends giving a public tour Tuesday, July 28, from 8 to 8 p.m., when everything will be in running order and everybody is invited to visit the brewery and inspect it thoroughly from cellar to roof. A handsome luncheon, consisting of all the delicacies of the season, will be spread. Everything will be free, and the National Capital Brewing Company intend to prove that they are as liberal in their hospitality as they are enterprising in their business. It is needless to say that beer will be plentiful and none need to go to bed thirsty Tuesday night. Connecting the main building with the engine house is a handsome arched gateway leading into the big court yard, where the wagons stand while they are being loaded. The entrance to the offices is through this gateway. The offices consist of a number of connecting rooms on the main floor in the northwest corner of the building. They are handsomely finished in oak, and are fitted with the most improved office furniture for the convenience of the officers of the company and the corps of bookkeepers and clerks required to transact such an immense volume of business. Opening from the main office and adjoining it is the ice machine room, containing an ice machine with a refrigerating capacity of fifty tons and an eighty-horse-power steam engine, used for grinding and mashing malt and for general hoisting purposes. The ice machine on that hot summer day was almost covered in with ice and snow, and in fact the temperature of the larger part of the brewery is kept down in the neighborhood of freezing point all the time. On the second floor is an immense refrigerating room, and separated from it by an iron door is a room for cleaning and automatically weighing malt, and arranged on the principle of a grain elevator is a store room for malt with a capacity of 20,000 tons. On the third floor is a great copper kettle holding 300 barrels of new boiling beer. The fourth floor is used for hot and cold water tanks and above is a tank for fire purposes. After boiling in the kettle for seven hours the beer is pumped up, strained and left to cool in a big tank under the roof, where a cool current of air blows constantly. To the rear and on the fourth floor is a big store room and a patent cooler. The beer from the tanks above runs down over coils and is cooled to 40 degrees. This and the rooms below are all 76x94 feet and feel like a cold day in midwinter. On the floor below is the fermenting room, and here the beer stays for two weeks in sixty-five tubs, each holding seventy barrels. After the beer is through fermenting it is piped down below into huge vats, each of a 240-barrel capacity, and here it stays in the rest casks for three or four months, beer four months old being about the best. On the floor below a little new beer is added to give the necessary foam, and after being given about three weeks to clarify it is sent by air pressure into the filling room, where it is run into barrels and kegs ready to be loaded onto the wagons. In neighboring rooms a dozen men are busy all the time cleaning, washing and scouring the kegs so there is no chance for any impurities to mar the flavor of the Golden Eagle and the Capuciner beers. The National Capital Brewery Company is a combination of the firms of Albert Carry, Robert Portner and the Robert Portner Brewing Company, the latter selling out the Washington branch of the business. The capital stock of the company is $500,000, all paid up. The company has been in operation since last November [1890], but has been supplying from its new brewery only since June. The officers of the company are as follows: Albert Carry, president; C. A. Strangmann, secretary and treasurer. Directors: Albert Carry, Robert Portner, John L. Vogt, John D. Bartlett, Charles Carry, C. A. Strangmann, Frank P.Madigan. Brewery AngleThis seems like an odd angle for a photo. Consulting the Baist Realty maps suggests that it was taken looking to the northeast from the top of the Buchanan Public School on E Street. The houses in the foreground are indicated by the small yellow homes on the alley (now Guetlet Court). The Buchanan school still survives as well as a few of the houses at the SE corner of the block. For comparison, today's satellite view is here. Where the brewery stood is now a Safeway. Thanks Stanton!I found a lecture about the Carry and Didden families, where George Didden cites the lot as "bounded by 13th Street, D Street, Kentucky Avenue and South Carolina Avenue." George should have consulted the Baist Realty map! The Ideal Spring TonicWashington Post, March 3, 1910 Too closeRegarding the upscale houses in the foreground: is that a garden right next to the outhouse? Mystery of the Brewery Brewery Mystery Involves Suicide and Disappearance. New Clew For Police. Confronted by a mystery involving the disappearance on September 17 of Arthur A. Webster, and the suicide on Sunday of Lennte L. Jette, the latter a former employee of the National Capital Brewing Company, and the former and habitue of the same place, the police last night were bending every effort to determine the facts in what they term a most extraordinary case. Webster, on the evening of his disappearance, told his wife he was going to the brewery, where Jett was employed as a fireman. That he did enter the brewery, and that there ensued a passage of words between him and Jett, is attested by a police witness. From that evening, until the present time nothing has been heard from Webster. His wife is firm in her conviction that he was murdered. Jett, on Sunday night, sent a bullet into his brain and died a suicide. The police, consequently, are seeking now to fathom the "mystery of the brewery." It is singular, the police reason, that one man, visiting the brewery, and following an alleged altercation, should suddenly vanish, and that within two weeks the other principal should suddenly and his life. A statement by an important witness, made yesterday to Capt. Mulhall at the Fifth precinct, following a succession of other unusual happenings at the brewery since Webster dropped out of sight, has, in the opinion of the relatives and others, gone a long way toward showing that he met with foul play. The witness is Michael J. Barrett, of 355 H street southwest, a helper in the boiler room at the brewery, who was on duty there the night of September 17, when Webster went there the last time. Their suspicions already aroused by Sunday's developments, the Fifth precinct police began their investigation all over again yesterday. Patrolman Kenney, whose post takes in the brewery, found Barrett at his home, and escorted him to the station to tell what he knew. Barrett no longer hesitated to talk freely about the events of Webster's last night in the boiler room. Last night he told a Post reporter what he had told Capt. Mulhall. "I will tell you just what I told the police," said he. "Webster had been coming to the brewery at night a long time. There was one man in the boiler room, Jett, who, I understood, did not like him. I knew this, and that, Tuesday morning about 2:30, when Webster came along, Jett was right there with me. Webster stopped in the doorway, as if waiting for an invitation to come in. I did not ask him in. But very soon Webster came on in uninvited, and when he got to me I said to him: 'You had better be careful. You know Jett does not think a whole lot of you.' Our men shift around from day to night duty, and a large part of the time Jett was not around after midnight, when Webster was in the habit of calling. "I noticed that Webster had been drinking. When he got to the rear of the room he drew a flask of whisky from a pocket and invited Jett and me to have a drink. We accepted, and I went back to my work. I was raking the ashes out of the furnace. Presently Webster and Jett disappeared from sight just around the corner of the end boiler. Soon I heard Webster say in loud tones something about an old quarrel between the two of them, and before long I heard more loud words. I could not catch all that was said for the occasional roaring of the furnaces. "The talking suddenly stopped, and Jett came from behind the boilers. About 15 or 20 minutes afterward I walked back behind the end boiler, and to my surprise found Webster either lying down or sitting on something very low behind No. 6. That is the number of the end boiler. I finally concluded that that drink I had had with him had knocked him out. I went back to work, at at 4 o'clock got ready to quit. I was relieved at that hour. Before leaving I said to Jett: 'Webster is lying back of No. 6.' Jett said nothing. Nor did I say any more to him." Tells of the Old Row. Asked who else was in the boiler room from 4 o'clock on, Barrett replied that there may not have been anybody there between 4 and 8 o'clock. "The watchman made his last round at 3 o'clock," said he. "The engineer sometimes drops in once or twice in those four hours, but he is not obliged to, and seldom does. He drops in oftener early in the night." Regarding the old quarrel between the two, Barrett said, "that occurred last spring in the street right in front of this brewery. Webster knocked Jett down with one blow of his fist. That was all there was to that, but it is well known about here that Jett never forgave nor forgot it, although he subsequently shook hands with Webster at Chesapeake Beach." The Wednesday after Webster disappeared, Barrett also dropped out of sight, but was found at his home. He reported that he was sick with chills and fever, and did not report for duty again until yesterday afternoon. De said the occurrences of Webster's last night at the brewery had absolutely nothing whatever to do with his absenting himself from work. On Sunday night, Jett committed suicide at his home, 627 Florence street northwest. He had left no note showing why he had planned to kill himself, but his family still suppose that he did so because he had been discharged from his employment. It was stated that the brewery that he was dismissed because on last Saturday afternoon he refused to work after quitting hour until another fireman came in to relieve him. Barrett's statement to Capt. Mulhall was more or less involuntary, and is generally credited. While officials of the brewery all ridicule the idea that the missing man was cremated in the furnace there, none denies that it could have occurred. The fires are never banked there except on Saturday night. All hours of the day and night, and particularly on toward 5 a.m., the hour for beginning of the day's work, the fires are kept raging. The boilers generally carry about 125 pounds of steam. They held that much last night as early as 9 o'clock, and more towards morning. Officials admitted that a human body might have been crammed into any one of the six furnaces by a strong man, and entirely cremated between 4 o'clock that morning, when Barrett left, and 8. The ashes of the dead would have been so mingled with the coal ashes that the difference could not have been detected by an ordinary process. The ashes of this brewery are all dumped on a lot only a few squares from the place. They are carried out every day, so that if Webster's is among them they are probably buried so deep that they can never be found. For all this, Webster may still be alive. Some time ago he spoke to his wife of quitting his work here and going to St. Louis, Mo., to accept a position his brother had promised to get him. It is certain that he had about $40 the morning he disappeared, and a few friends still cling to the hope that he availed of that opportunity to go there. His wife and mother both sent special delivery letters to his brother a few days after he went away, requesting him to let them know if Arthur appeared there. Neither has yet received a reply. Some of the men about the brewery also inclined to the belief that Webster went West. Joseph C. Carry, who was in charge of the brewery last night, invited the reporter to go through the place and talk with whomever he pleased about the case, and seemed anxious to see the mystery cleared up. The police say that Barrett's statement, though apparently truthful in every detail, is almost unsusceptible of proof. He alone, they say, really knows anything that bears directly on the point. Washington Post, Oct 1, 1912 The following day's newspaper contained an even longer article about the event, which by then was no longer a mystery. Two essential 'clews' had been developed: 1) blood stains on the bricks near the boiler, and 2) bone and tooth fragments raked from the ash pit at the brewery. Still unanswered in my mind, is why Webster frequented the brewery so late at night. It would seem he was simply a troublesome drunkard looking to get out of the house. Jett, on the other hand, was described as a quiet, friendly fellow. His friends report drastically altered behavior in the two weeks between the murder and his suicide - he was clearly very disturbed by the action that Webster provoked in him. After this tragedy, Albert Carry announced that the brewery would no longer be open for people to drop in and visit during the night. Navy Yard BreweryI live on E Street and recently discovered that this brewery used to be the Navy Yard Brewery owned by John Guethler as per this 1884 map. Brewhouse DesignBelow is a cross-section of a typical brewery of the era. The height of the brewery was dictated by the desire to harness gravity to do as much work as possible moving the liquids around. Although the plant did have a refrigeration unit, this was probably in one of the out-buildings, perhaps close to the smokestack since large steam engines would have powered the refrigeration. Considering the design below, the open windows at the peak of brewery would have been at the top of the stockhouse where the Baudelot cooler (or its equivalent) was located. This unit cooled the hot beer wort in preparation for fermentation. I imagine it was all a very aromatic operation. (click on diagram for larger version) National Capital Brewing CoMore here at pp. 108-112. New CarryAt least this solves the mystery of the "New Carry" at the theatre many slides ago, it was ice cream. [That was Carrie, not Carry. - Dave] I would have gotten away with it, too......if it hadn't been for those meddling kids and their talking Clydesdale! Antisocial SafewayI live two blocks from there. The Safeway where the brewery stood is among the worst grocery stores I have ever shopped at. But now this is no surprise. Clearly it's haunted and that's why the dairy products go sour by the time you get them home. Brewery AdJust curious about the source of that Brewery Ad. Washington Star? Thanks very much! [Washpost. - Dave] Grandmother and the CarrysMy grandmother Mildred Lithgow (1894-1990) used to tell of her best friend Louise Carry. Mildred was an only child and got along well with the large Carry family. Their families lived in an area called Philadelphia Row, which I guess was 12th and B, C or D Streets S.E. Louise would invite Mildred for outings to the Carrys' summer home in Suitland. The Carrys' groom would take them by carriage out Pennsylvania Avenue and stop and allow the horses a rest about half way up the hill. At their summer place, Red Gables, the kitchen had a large walk-in pantry with a beer tap. The children helped themselves to food and beer, as that was all there was to drink, and no one made a fuss. Mildred always fondly remembered the Carry family and the brewery and ice cream business. Hopefully some other stories will emerge. Shorpy has been a great discovery for me, growing up in Brookland. Thanks. Philadelphia RowPhiladelphia Row is in the 100 block (between A St. &amp; Independence Ave.) of 11th street southeast, Washington D.C. The architectural style is patterned after the rowhouses of old Philadelphia. Charles Gefford built the row to comfort the homesickness of his wife for her native Philadelphia. Gefford teamed with builder Stephen Flanagan to construct the row of brick buildings in 1865-67. The potential destruction of Philadelphia Row during the freeway-building-craze of the 1960s is partly responsible for the formation of the Capitol Hill Historic District which has preserved much of the Victorian architecture of the neighborhood. View Larger Map The beer that built WashingtonAlbert Carry was my great-grandfather also; my grandmother was Louise ("Lou" or "Weesy") Carry, his youngest daughter. Capitol Hill was quite different at the turn of the last century, lots of green (in more ways than one), wonderful community teeming with work, new business, old businesses and people from all walks of life getting it done. My great-granddad ("Grospapa") came with coins in his pocket to help with the horses in a Cincinnati brewery and ended up the owner of one of the largest and most successful breweries in Washington, D.C. -- no inheritance, no handouts, just hard fair work for himself and those he hired. Many families along the Eastern Seaboard owe their start to Albert Carry, a German workaholic who knew a good product and appreciated those who helped him with the payback to become Americans. (The Gallery, D.C., Factories, Natl Photo)
Ice Tunnel, 1969
... give me any additional clues. View full size. Cincinnati Natural History Museum I'm pretty confident that's where this was ... 
 
Posted by bhappel - 07/27/2009 - 9:05am -

My Aunt Emmy is on the right. The Ektachrome slide is dated July 1969. This was likely taken during a vacation trip arranged through a travel club. There's no notation as to the location and the other associated slides don't give me any additional clues. View full size. Cincinnati Natural History MuseumI'm pretty confident that's where this was taken. Great LightingLooks like a still from a bizarre horror movie. Thanks for posting such a neat photo! Location Found (sorta)@Kurt E - I found additional slides in a different carousel. I don't have a specific location, but the picture was definitely taken during a trip to Switzerland. (ShorpyBlog, Member Gallery)
Welcome to Big D: 1963
... in the fifth grade at South Avondale Elementary School in Cincinnati. It was warm that day for November..I checked and the high was 68. ... Reading Road and Rockdale AV a news person was hawking the Cincinnati Post-Times Star.. he was shouting; "Pooossst Timesss ... 
 
Posted by Dave - 11/22/2013 - 7:44am -

&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; President Kennedy on that dark yet sunny day in Dallas 50 years ago, minutes before he was assassinated. November 22, 1963. "Overview of crowds of people waving as President John F. Kennedy and his wife sit in back of limousine during procession through downtown Dallas, Texas; Texas Governor John Connally and his wife ride in the limousine's jump seats." New York World-Telegram and the Sun Newspaper Photograph Collection, Library of Congress. View full size. There are no words...Life changed for many of us, 50 years ago, tomorrow. The memories of those days forever burned into our hearts. I remember being in Miss Barbara Rappaport's World History class in Abraham Lincoln HS in Brooklyn. Someone came into the class that afternoon, approached her, whispered something in her ear. I still see her, sort of falling into her chair (she NEVER sat in class), with her head in her folded arms, sobbing.... President Kennedy has been shot. We sat there, stunned not knowing what to do, or say. The next days were crazy, with new names popping onto the news minute by minute, it seemed. Lee Harvey Oswald, Jack Ruby, Jackie, LBJ, Lady Bird, Governor Connolly, the Texas Book Repository..... on and on, Zapruder film, grassy knoll, Warren Commission. Blood on Jackie's pink dress, running FBI agents, that presidential Lincoln... Madness, it seemed! Our calm quiet, idyllic world, was suddenly insane. Caroline and John-John at the grave. And finally, the eternal image of the skittish horse, following the caisson, with the reversed boots in the stirrups. We grew up really quick on that day 50 years ago. Those days live on in our hearts, don't they? A Very Long And Tragic DayInteresting to read all the comments from the Shorpy community. Those of us aware of what was happening that day can never forget it, and those who weren't around will never understand our feelings. John Kennedy was so alive, with so much to do with his life, that the idea of his life being cut short was all the more unbelievable. I was living in Houma, Louisiana, and had a paper route, for which I collected my dimes and quarters every Friday. The thirty or so customers I had were usually ready for me when I came around after school, and I'd complete my collecting no later than 5pm. That day, it was well after 9pm when I got home. The phrase I heard over and over-- and everyone wanted to talk, if only to an 11-year-old paper boy-- was "I just can't believe it!" --Jim What I remembered that dayThe often asked question, "Where were you when Kennedy was shot"....I was in 6th grade at about lunchtime. The PA had clicked on (always a noticable indication that someone was going to the office) and the principal read a short message about the President being shot but no other information as of yet. I remember my teacher looking down at the floor with his hands folded. We were released for lunch and in the hall kids were crying. I went home, the TV was on, (I remember looking at Walter Cronkite on the TV) and my Mother had tears in her eyes while she was making sandwiches. "The President's dead" she murmured and threw the towel to the floor. Mom was so proud that Kennedy was our president. She voted for him...partly because of his good looks, same age and he was Catholic. It seemed, to me, that she was just about as devastated over his death as she was of her Father's passing just a year earlier. My Father, who worked in Manhattan, came home later in the day (it was a bit early for him to be home at 4 PM) saying that the trip home on the train was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Every rider had a stunned look about them. Even the conductor was speaking in hushed tones. This is what I remember. The AnnouncementI was on the basketball court at recess in the eighth grade when we were told over the school loud speakers. I'll never forget it. A sunny but sad dayMy mother worked in downtown Dallas, in the Davis Building at 1309 Main Street. She rode the elevator down from the eighth floor, and watched the motorcade go by. Just a few minutes later, the president was gone. I can't exactly place where this picture was taken, except that it's on Main. Downtown has changed a lot, and some streets have been removed over the years as new buildings have gone up. &quot;Your president has been shot&quot;A man came into the break room where I worked and made that odd announcement. We were all in shock and it wasn't until later that I wondered about the word "Your" being used to tell the people there this horrible news. The ShotsMy step brother's brother was walking from his Law Office to lunch when he heard the shots and had no idea what that was about... until later. On top of the busI'm trying to figure if that's an old-school air conditioning system or some other modification, to fight the hot Texas heat? Breaking NewsI was in my TV/Appliance store in Jamaica, NY as I was walking toward a bank of playing TV sets, all of which were on ABC Channel 7. A news bulletin lit of all the receivers. An announcer was on screen reporting that shots were fired during the President's slowly moving motorcade in downtown Dallas. As I kept watching further news breaks, it became clear that President Kennedy had been shot. Later in the day, as the news spread the store was filling up with people looking at all the TV sets. Later that afternoon I decided to close the shop and went home. SurgeA crowd would never be allowed to move that way today with a president so close. Just look at the excited people coming forward behind the bus. The few people at the window seats on the bus have really lucked out. Jackie is looking right at one of them, and JFK himself could be waving at the same person. A gaggle of women on the right could reach out and touch the motorcycle cop. They're all waving and screaming for the President's attention, but he's looking at that friendly face on the bus. I was in Grade 1 in Winnipeg and I remember the grief of the funeral like it was yesterday. We Canadians felt as though this American event was ours too, as though we ourselves had also lost this amazing person. Main and ErvayThe view is toward the southwest corner of Main Street and Ervay Street. The Neiman Marcus building is in the upper portion of the frame. Our Latin TeacherMrs. Closser was my grade 10 Latin teacher at Herman Collegiate Institute in Windsor, Ontario, just across the river from Detroit. She was an American in her 50s who lived in Detroit and commuted every day to teach in Canada. Before the end of the period she would leave the classroom to join the other teachers for a quick cigarette in the teachers' lounge. She never came back before the bell rang. Until that November day in 1963 when she burst into the classroom, tears streaming down her face, and stood in front of the class and announced, "Our President is dead!" She collapsed into her chair as several girls went up to comfort her. She didn't come back for a week. I took the bus to a dental appointment, and recall that even the hit parade radio stations were playing sombre music. I&#039;ll never forgetI remember that day. It was a Friday. Thanksgiving was near at hand.. I was 10 years old. I was in the fifth grade at South Avondale Elementary School in Cincinnati. It was warm that day for November..I checked and the high was 68. After lunch at school we all lined up to go back inside and it seemed the teachers were anxious to get us back in class. I remember our math teacher Mr Jackson told us that Pres Kennedy had been shot and turned on our Tv in the classroom. We heard Walter Cronkite voice but did not see him until he announced JFK was dead at the hand of an assassin. In the classroom next to ours a teacher, Mrs Keller, screamed and fainted. She was taken to the hospital. She never returned to school. School did not resume until after the Thanksgiving Holiday. After the death announcement school was dismissed..I walked home. On the corner of Reading Road and Rockdale AV a news person was hawking the Cincinnati Post-Times Star.. he was shouting; "Pooossst Timesss Pap-pur!!..President assassinated in Texas..Extrrey! Extrey! Read all about it President is dead..Pooossst Timesss Pap-pur' Over and over again. I the Irony is he was standing in front of a Statue of Pres. Lincoln. I solemnly walked home..things were in a daze. When I reached my home my step-mom was going out to visit my sister in Childrens hospital. She had had her transistor radio with her so she could get the latest news.. She asked did I hear about Pres Kennedy. I told her yes... The next three days all that was on Tv was news about the assassination of JFK. His funeral on Monday was a site to behold. I will never forget that black caisson with his coffin riding atop it. The sadness and grief of everyone. Never ever...That was a long time ago in a World so different than today's.. ThenI had just joined a Mechanical Engineering firm that week located on 15th Street in D.C. We had radios in the drafting studio and time stood still that Friday. Surreal; we just stood around, what was there to say? Fourth grade teacher&#039;s wordsWe had just returned from recess at P.S. 81 in the Bronx. Our teacher, Mrs. Stanton, told us to put all of our books and things away. This seemed really strange to us, as it was time for our flutophone lesson. I remember her words, "President Kennedy is dead. He was in a parade today, and he was shot." I remember the feeling in my stomach--as though it had dropped somehow. We were sent home. My parents had copy of the comedy album, "The First Family," which poked fun at President and Mrs. Kennedy. When Dad arrived home from work that night, he had a copy of the NY Post with its terrible headline. He took out the LP, wrapped the newspaper around it, and sealed up the album with heavy tape. My family had lived in D.C. for about about two years in 1960-62. Once Christmas we attended the White House tree-lighting ceremony which the President presided over. When Dulles airport opened, Dad took me to the ceremonies. I was perched on Dad's shoulders. We stood not far from the stage where Kennedy gave his speech. I remember thinking how handsome the President was. WNTC RadioI was in the student union at Clarkson College (now University) in Potsdam, NY. Saw the news come across the teletype we had in the newsroom window there. I immediately crossed the street and fired up the college radio station, WNTC, so the guys in the newsroom could broadcast developments. As Angus said the radio stations were playing sombre music - I distinctly remember being very hard pressed to find something to fill the time between news bulletins since we were a rock and roll station and there was not much appropriate music to be had. Canadians tooI was also in 6th. grade, and I was living on an Airforce Base in Canada's capital, Ottawa. It hit us hard too, although at the time I couldn't understand exactly why. I was only 11 years old, but I remember I cried, somehow knowing he was a man who would have done a lot of great things. He wasn't our President, but somehow it was as though he was the world's President. To this day in my 60's I remain fascinated and interested in JFK, his family, his life. NewsmanMy dad on the evening of 11-22-63, after a long day of covering the assassination from the Oakland (California) Tribune. Dad was a reporter and remembered when the AP wire first came in from Dallas. Soon the whole newsroom was frantic with the shock and the task of putting it all together for the afternoon edition. They got the special edition done in time, almost an entire rewrite, and this photo shows my dad waiting in the Tribune foyer for my mother to come get him and drive him home. The Tribune photographer had been taking photos all day of the activity in the newsroom and caught my dad here as he waited for mom. &quot;The president has been shot&quot;I was in third grade in Northern Kentucky. Someone's mother had driven to the school to inform us of the news she had just heard. An unseen adult came to our classroom door and spoke with our teacher, Miss Reagan. I recall that she took a moment to compose herself, then stated that we were to put away our books. She said that the president had been shot. We were to pack our things to leave for the day, as school would be dismissed early. Soon, each classroom would be called to the cafeteria to pray. There was a hush. A knot in the pit of my stomach. Not much talking, brief nervous laughter that soon ceased. Then the entire student body, 865 children, assembled in that basement cafeteria. I remember standing room only -- we ate in three shifts -- and all those children were led in praying the rosary until the buses came to take us home. No one talked. Some of us quietly cried. We prayed desperately for the president's survival. Everyone was riveted by the unfolding events. Even the bus ride home was subdued that day. I remember being glued to the TV coverage as events unfolded. Later in the day at home Walter Cronkite announced that the president had died of his wounds. The news coverage was nonstop and I recall that the funeral, especially the sight of the Kennedy children, was overwhelmingly sad. Jackie seemed courageous beyond belief -- how could she retain such composure in this tragedy that had me bawling for days? The pomp &amp; circumstance of the funeral proceedings, all the symbolism involved, marked the stature of this event and also somehow, gave solace. When I heard the newsOne of the things forever remembered by us as individuals is not only where we were, but who it was that broke the news. For many, this accidental fact influenced the way we reacted that day in November. I was 21 and working as a draftsman at a small business computer firm. There were five of us in our windowed room from which we could see the production floor. I had just begun to notice that the assembly workers had left their stations and were standing about in small groups. Moments later one of the electrical engineers, who often used our room as a shortcut, came breezing through and asked if we'd heard that someone had shot President Kennedy. The guy was a jokester (often shamelessly irreverent), so we looked up from our desks, smiled, and waited for the punch line. When he continued out the other door without another word we realized in sudden shock that there would be none. It was true, and thus began a season of feeling that ice water in your veins disbelief I would suffer again many years later when I watched the Twin Towers come down on live TV and realized that we were at war. No matter how hardened and cynical we are made by this world, we are never quite prepared to receive startling and painful news of great magnitude, even though we know it can come at any time, and in any form. Change of subjectI was in fifth grade on the day he died. There are many good comments on that day. Still the bus picture has a reminder of my youth. I grew up in Florida but the soft drink Dr. Pepper was not sold in Florida. In those pre-Interstate years, we went to North Carolina to visit the grandparents. The first thing we did when we stopped at "South of the Border" was to buy Dr. Peppers. It had a real bite and a strong aroma. Now Dr. Pepper is still tasty but without the bite and strong aroma. I would love to be able to buy the original Dr. Pepper. UnbelievableI was 11 years old and, like everyone else my age, I was in school. The door to our classroom was at the back of the room. We had just come in from recess and the teacher was beginning our next lesson when the Principal quickly stuck his head in the door, made an announcement, and quickly moved on. Because of his distance from our teacher and the quickness of his words, she didn't understand him. She asked us what he said and a child that sat at the back of the room by the door said "He said the President's been shot!" Well that was a concept too ridiculous to believe, so our teacher just said "No he didn't, I'll go find out what's going on," and she went out the room to the class next door. The next thing I remember was everyone standing in the hall, lined up to be excused for the day. The teacher from the class next door was crying inconsolably. I was like our teacher, and was having a hard time believing that all of it was happening. It wasn't until I got home and found my family in front of the TV watching the news that I finally realized that my perfect little world was no more. How I remember itI was in the seventh grade at Centralia High School in southern Ohio. We were taking a math test in Mr. Potter's class. There was a wall behind us with large windows that looked into the journalism class. We were distracted by noise from that room, and as I turned to look, I saw the whole room emptying. We returned to work but soon the class behind us returned and some of the girls were crying and dabbing their eyes with tissues. They had gone to hear the news on the TV in the study hall on the same floor. We heard over the intercom that Kennedy had been shot, but we didn't know whether he was hurt fatally. I was so stunned. I still cannot believe that Mr. Potter made us finish the math test! My next class was study hall, and when I could, I rushed up there and positioned myself in the middle of the room to get a good view of the TV, which soon showed Walter Cronkite make the announcement. We were all silent. Next and final class of the day was Ohio History, where our young teacher, Mr. Lungo, through tears, said that we should pray for the Kennedy family, and then just sat throughout the whole period crying uncontrollably. When my little brother and I got home, we found my parents outside. My mom was sweeping the walk and my dad was sharpening a hoe. I asked if they knew Kennedy was dead and she asked how I knew that, like was it something some kid of the bus had said? I said no, it was on TV in school. She looked at my dad and wondered if it could be true. Of course, we all went right in the house and turned on the TV. Naturally, they were stunned and just watched in disbelief. You Can Hear Radio Recordings of That DayGo to RadioTapes.com to hear several hours of recordings of that day, as broadcast over Minneapolis radio station WCCO. Eventually the coverage shifts mostly to the CBS network, including Cronkite's announcement of Kennedy's death. There are also recordings from NBC and Voice of America. I was in second grade, Mrs. Gooler's class at Hale Elementary School in Minneapolis, and we had just returned from lunch. The principal came over the PA system to announce the shooting; we were asked to put our heads down on our desks and pray silently for the president. Not fifteen minutes later she came on again to announce that President Kennedy had died and that we would be dismissed early. (In those days, virtually no mothers worked, and we all rode the bus home for lunch and back for the afternoon class.) I remember arriving home and being shocked--SHOCKED!--that my mother was actually WATCHING TV DURING THE DAY! My parents had a love/hate relationship with the TV and had only bought one the previous Christmas because I was given "viewing assignments" at school. They typically watched it only an hour a day for the NBC Evening News and the local news. And as if that weren't bizarre enough, my father came home from work early, which he never did. All normal broadcasting--including advertising--was suspended until the funeral the following Monday. We didn't completely resume our normal activities until after Thanksgiving weekend. No one who was alive then will ever forget where they were when they got the news; a so-called "significant emotional event" like this generation's 9-11. I was asleepI'm probably one of the few who *doesn't* remember where I was. I was 8. We were living in Melbourne, Australia, where my dad was in the Foreign Service. I remember the next day, my mom had to sew a black armband for him to wear to work at the Consulate. I thought it was a bad thing that someone would shoot the President, but it was nowhere near the same impact it would have been if I'd been in the US. School went on normally, as I recall, and there was not much fuss that I noticed. (Cars, Trucks, Buses, Motorcycles, Public Figures)
Christmas Special: 1962
... not know it but you have an almost exact doppelganger in Cincinnati. One of my co-workers looks just like you in this 1962 picture. ... 
 
Posted by tterrace - 12/24/2015 - 3:54pm -

It's December 1962 and family and friends have gathered for a near-Christmas dinner. I've just gotten my first 35mm camera, a Kodak Retinette, and with the help of my trusty Kodak Master Photoguide, manage to ace this Kodachrome bounce-flash exposure. That's me, age 16, strategically positioned in front of my father, who's still in his supermarket work garb, so it's obviously not Christmas day. Next to me in front are Aunt Grace and Uncle Jack, my mother's oldest brother. At the time I probably thought his shirt/tie combo was corny, but now I love it. Mother's on the left looking pleased, perhaps because the serendipitous arrival of identical cards made for a pleasing symmetry in her card tree on the wall. In back, my brother and our friends Colleen and Bob. Bob had been my brother's Cal Poly college mate, and later lived with us a bit before marrying Colleen. View full size. One thing that never came back in styleThat has to be the skinniest four-in-hand tie I've ever seen. Re: tterrace ChristmasMy favorite is the scene near the end where tterrace's brother learns the true meaning of contrapposto. tterrace, Thanks for sharingtterrace, Thanks for sharing this terrific photograph! What a nice looking group. Your brother looks like he could have been in the movie "American Graffiti." Uncle Jack's tie is awesome! I am absolutely loving your mother's glasses. And you, my friend, are looking right spiffy. Merry Christmas to you and yours. A tterrace ChristmasWe watched this every year at my house! My favorite part is where tterrace puts on a sweater and leads the children's choir in a carol medley. Dad needsA phone book to sit on. Or a shorter son. He knew those vitamins were a mistake. The thin black lineWow, tterrace, could your tie be any skinnier? You're quite the 1962 fashion plate. Glad to meet you!This is what I love about the member gallery -- We get to know your family and look back on its past the same way we look back on our own! I can see you're so proud of where you came from in life. Everyone who uploads to Shorpy seems so very proud. I got a little bit of time on the Frontier tonight, so I have much to upload.... After finals tomorrow! My Apologies!Tterrace, my apologies for not paying better attention. I asked awhile ago what your dad did for a living and I had even seen the grocery store photos. The funny thing is, my dad did the same thing. Keep them coming and my best to you. Love me some card tree symmetry!A very merry Christmas to the Tterraces! I can't quite put my finger on why, but I do enjoy your pictures. The captions probably have a lot to do with it--the serendipitous cards enabling card tree symmetry cracked me up. Is your brother annoyed with the picture taking, or just trying to look cool? What's your interpretation there? The pipe is trés chic though! And Dave, if you ever "find" a picture of tterrace in his Christmas sweater and leading the children's choir, please do share... [Rummaging, rummaging ... - Dave] The Movie I think Harry Connick Jr should play you in the movie. From All of Us ...... To All of You. This would make a nice Christmas card. Love that grin!Tterrace's lopsided grin is absolutely charming. Merry Christmas to you all, and thanks for the memories. Lovely portraitBob looks like he's trying to keep from cracking up. Aunt Grace looks like she's got a witty comment ready to unleash. There's a lot of character in Uncle Jack's smile. Thanks, tterrace! Everybody&#039;s happy EXCEPT....... your too cool bro, who found the whole corny "family photo" thing disdainful (just get it over with). I love your mom's humanity and Mona Lisa smile, she was a perfect mom. This is a wonderful picture but the most unique thing I find is that your brother can stand with a swagger, expressing his silent thoughts to get on with more serious and profound activities. Tterrace, you have great riches that money cannot buy. Merry Christmas to you and yours and many thanks for stirring our souls. And a million thanks to Shorpy for their amazing website. tterrace ttwins tthrough ttimeTterrace, you may not know it but you have an almost exact doppelganger in Cincinnati. One of my co-workers looks just like you in this 1962 picture. Also, you both look like the young man in the 1912 Boy Scout image. This is the fifth image on Shorpy's of historical "clones" of people I work with. I don't just mean looking similar to one in the picture but rather having people mistake historical images for PhotoShopped imagery. To me, looking for and finding friends and co-workers adds to the joy of Shorpy's. Tterrace, Merry Christmas to you and your family and a heartfelt "Happy Holidays" to all on Shorpy's! Those glasses....just fabulous!Your mum's glasses would be right at home in Dame Edna's handbag, tterrace. You were 16 in 1962 - I was also 16 (17 in November of that year) and, although we were separated by the Pacific Ocean, I can assure you that my wardrobe was identical. The button-down collars, the ultra-narrow ties, and even your brother's baby-pink shirt.....all had their equivalents here. There is even a link with your father, as my dad managed a co-operative general store and also wore bow-ties to work....I have an original of his, still in its little plastic box. What a great photo this is.....it brings back fond memories. Thank you, and Dave, for sharing these. AmazingI found this shot so totally captivating. I can't figure out why but there is something about it that just holds you there in that moment... Uncle AlbertYour older brother looks just like Uncle Albert. Amazing. Keep bringing the photos. They're great. Just long enoughMom seems happy to sit down just long enough for a quick photo. The apron tells us she will be scurrying back to the kitchen shortly to finish dinner, or perhaps get ready to serve dessert. What was on the Christmas menu? Dad is a fashion independent, with his sporty bow tie, while you have on the thinnest tie I have ever seen. What a wonderful picture; your photos make us think we know you well! Back in the dayTterrace, once again thank you for another lovely glimpse into the past. You are just about a year older than I and you have all these great photographic memories of your family. Somewhere, out there some one has photos of mine, but it sure isn't me. Merry Christmas to you and yours, Sir. (Love that skinny tie.) Made me smile!Just like looking at one of my family pix. What a pleasing photo! I intend to wear a dashing bowtie and think kind regards of the tterrace family and the Shorpy group for the holidays. Merry Happy! Christmas Special 1962Thanks for posting this, full of your sweet memories Happy Holidays, TTerrace, and to all the Shorpy team and fansThese pages (Shorpy generally, and TTerrace's contributions in particular), please me so much. Best wishes to all. And now, years later...Of the people in the photograph, who is still alive and well in 2011? I gotta kill that boy . . .TTerrace, looks like your dad had the same profession as the dad of good old Dobie Gillis. The old man's favorite comment was always, "I gotta kill that boy, I just gotta." To which Dobie's dear mom, Winnie (hey, your mom also looks like Dobie Gillis's mom!) always said, "Now Herbert." Don't tell me there was a Zelda Gilroy in your life, also! My old next door neighbor at that time (I'm also a year younger than you) had a thing about Madonna Christmas cards. Looks like your mom did, too. Finally, I still have two of my old ultra skinny neckties from 1962 to 1964. Hated them for many years, now I'm glad I still have them. But your uncle's tie totally tops them. It kinda goes with his weather battered face. I knew I&#039;d seen him somewhere before!When I first looked at this photo it jogged a memory -- terrace's brother looked familiar. I racked my (66years old) memory banks and then it hit me; that pose was taken from the cover of an edition of the Saturday Evening Post published in 1960 - two years previously. (ShorpyBlog, Member Gallery, Christmas, tterrapix)
Upward Mobility: 1908
Cincinnati, Ohio, circa 1908. "Mount Adams Incline." 8x10 inch dry plate glass ... that I bought there in 1970. I am 44 years gone from Cincinnati but will always remember Mount Adams. Stowaway! I am suprised ... was an employee, or is just hitchhiking. (The Gallery, Cincinnati Photos, DPC, Railroads, Streetcars) ... 
 
Posted by Dave - 07/29/2012 - 1:31pm -

Cincinnati, Ohio, circa 1908. "Mount Adams Incline." 8x10 inch dry plate glass negative, Detroit Publishing Company. View full size. The BunkerMay be an ice cellar. It has the thick walls for insulation, and the door may lead to steps. I have been inside one from the 1700s. They are basically really small free-standing basements and they do stay cool, even on a hot day (though they are no match for today's refrigeration. They are cool, not really cold). Given that this is Ohio, it may also double as a storm cellar. The incline may be goneBut Cinci still has those long, narrow houses decorating its hills. I think it's the most interesting-looking city in Ohio. Rookwood PotteryThe large building at top left is the home of Rookwood Pottery founded around 1880 by Maria Longworth Nichols Storer. The building was built in the early 1890's and is still standing, used as a bar and restaurant. [There's more on the pottery here. - Dave] So InclinedI like the carriages they built to keep the coaches in a level position, not like some other inclines where the coaches were built to the slope of the hill, with steps inside. Entrance was from multiple small platforms along the side. [There are no entrances along the side; passengers would have gotten on at either end of the incline, or at streetcar stops along the route. - Dave] What an interesting mix of architecture in this photo. everything from brick buildings to that great Tudor type place on the hilltop. I can't forget the 5 cent Coca-cola sign on the right. There is a house right in the center with what looks like a bunker built in front. The "front yard" is raised and sits atop a stone wall with what looks to be a heavy iron door built into it. I wonder what that is. Perfect timingLike I said: Quite an InclineIt operated from 1876 to 1948. Cold ThoughtsWhenever I see a cityscape such as this I can only imagine how cold some of these homes had to be in the winter months. It's hard enough to heat my 100 year old home now, and I can't imagine how they did it in the pre-insulation days (but then again, coal was pretty dirt cheap back then too). Landscaping.I see this photo was taken before that concept was created. Open doors, windows and outhouses Midafternoon on a sultry summer day. It's hot, a bit of a breeze however, enough so that some folks are opening the front (or back) door to let the breeze blow through their house. People are busy, the rag and bone man is making his rounds. What a time machine Shorpy can be. The &quot;bunker&quot; survivedlong enough to appear on Google Street View. It appears many homes in this photo had direct basement access from street level. If the bunker walls are still there it certainly would be an interesting place to visit. View Larger Map JoyrideIs this person under the trolley operating something or is it someone sneeking a ride? On the LevelThe trolleys on the incline elevators were regular streetcars -- they rolled off their tracks onto the incline platforms then rolled off at the top and continued their trip, and vice versa. The suspension went below grade to make the tracks level with the ground, the passengers never left the vehicle. Also horse and wagons were allowed on some of them in between trolleys, and we today think we are so smart, they were ingenious and no computers either. Early split levelSteamBoomer, bet they had access to the street behind too, wonder what floor, second or third, depending on how you count Aount Adams MemoriesI rode the Mount Adams Incline many times as a child in the 1940s growing up in Cincy. It was one of many inclines there until they got buses powerful enough to climb the seven hills. In the summer, they used open air cars with names like the "Maketewah." Riding them up to Mount Adams at night gave passengers quite a view of lit up downtown Cincy, the Ohio River, and northern Kentucky. Rookwood Pottery is still there and has a restaurant. Mount Adams was a fascinating place with narrow streets and great views. It had the "artsy" crowd for many years and is now home to many popular nightspots. I still have a poster framed on my wall that I bought there in 1970. I am 44 years gone from Cincinnati but will always remember Mount Adams. Stowaway!I am suprised that no one has spotted the stowaway riding on the superstructure of the trolley carriage. Perhaps he was an employee, or is just hitchhiking. (The Gallery, Cincinnati Photos, DPC, Railroads, Streetcars)
New York-Cincinnati Flyer: 1910
... never ran thru that area of Ohio. (between Dayton and Cincinnati). The New York Central's crack 20th Century Limited ran along the ... - Dave] 20th Century Limited The train was the Cincinnati section of the 20th Century Limited riding on the Cleveland, ... 
 
Posted by Dave - 03/02/2008 - 2:21pm -

Train wreck near Middletown, Ohio. July 4, 1910 [erroneously reported at the time to have involved the 20th Century Limited -- see Comments]. View full size. Glass negative from the George Grantham Bain Collection. Thirty-six deadThirty-six dead. It's a chilling photo with the ghostly man standing next to the engine. Wreck of the 20th Century LimitedThe wreck site can not be Middletown, Ohio. The 20th Century Limited never ran thru that area of Ohio. (between Dayton and Cincinnati). The New York Central's crack 20th Century Limited ran along the NORTHERN Ohio lakefront route thru Cleveland and Toledo, known as the "Water Level Route". [Looks like you're mistaken, if the newspapers of 1910 are to be believed. I've looked at at least a dozen and they all say Middletown (in addition the the caption etched on the negative). See comment above. - Dave] 20th Century LimitedThe train was the Cincinnati section of the 20th Century Limited riding on the Cleveland, Cincinnati, Chicago and St. Louis Railroad, and the wreck occurred at Middletown, Ohio. Click here to read an account of it in the Washington Post of July 5, 1910. Wrecks how oftenI wonder what the ratio of train wrecks/passenger miles traveled was then vs. today? Cinci sectionThe newspaper article indicated it was the Cincinnati Section of the Twentieth Century Limited which probably was separated from the main train at Cleveland. 20th CenturyHe's not mistaken. This took place near Toledo in Northwest Ohio just north of the farm village of Genoa. My grandparents lived along the railroad in Martin, Ohio (pop.
Slides & Rides: 1906
Cincinnati, Ohio, circa 1906. "View in Chester Park." Bridal Tours and Auto ... Chester Park stood. The park was replaced by the Greater Cincinnati Water Works and the Superior Honda dealership to its east and north. ... firma, demand to go again and again. (The Gallery, Cincinnati Photos, DPC) ... 
 
Posted by Dave - 07/09/2022 - 11:37am -

Cincinnati, Ohio, circa 1906. "View in Chester Park." Bridal Tours and Auto Rides, 10 cents. Slide the Slides for free! 8x10 inch glass negative, Detroit Publishing Company. View full size. Splintery RideAssuming the windmill slide is made from wood, I wonder how many riders got splinters in the wrong part of their anatomy? Doesn't look very safe. Helter Skelter..."When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride 'Til I get to the bottom and I see you again…" This is what the Beatles were singing about, despite what C. Manson thought. Helter SkelterI believe a slide/ride like this is what inspired Paul McCartney's song. 5 Cent Ice Cream Sodas!I haven't thought about those in ages. One of the great treats of my childhood in New Jersey was my folks taking us to the Howard Johnson's on Route 3 in Clifton for ice cream sodas. Like my father I always got a "black and white" -- chocolate syrup, vanilla ice cream and soda. It&#039;s a toss-up --... ice cream soda for a nickel or taking my chance on the Round of Pleasure. The fun&#039;s overChester Park lasted 57 years, from 1875 to 1932. There's a very good video on YouTube about the park in its heyday. Nearly everything about the park is gone now. Here is a presentation about that from cincinnatirefined. Based on that information, here's an aerial of where Chester Park stood. The park was replaced by the Greater Cincinnati Water Works and the Superior Honda dealership to its east and north. Click to embiggen Touring the brideWhat would a “Bridal Tour” have been? Where is Everybody?It looks to be a beautiful day, the time close to midday judging by the center tree's shadow, late spring or early summer judging by the leaves. I'm surprised the park is so empty. Taken on a Sunday, perhaps? The Slide of My Life Long slides, like this one, were also popular in the 1970s. I recall this well because, on a family vacation, I was given charge of my baby sister who wanted to try every slide available. It was my job to help sister up the long staircase to the top, and - - on one memorable occasion - - to squeeze our way down again among those going up so we could go back to terra firma when sister's nerve failed (and, yes, the more firma the less terra was true for her, to borrow a line from some wit of the early 20th century). The old wood slides had been polished smooth by the bottoms of countless customers. The other advantage of wood slides was that, unlike the metal ones, they did not heat to blistering temperatures in the sun. No matter whether I was given a burlap bag or old throw rug to ride, the metal slides were hot enough to feel through the fabric. The trick was to sit on the rug, seat sister on my lap, then hold her *and* the rug/bag I sat on. Not holding it tightly meant the risk of losing it as we flew down the slide. That happened the first time; I ended up fetching the lost rug and carrying it and sister to the bottom while hearing derisive shouts from the worker at the slide's top. There were rough patches at the ends of most slides, ostensibly to prevent the riders from shooting off into the legs of those who stood below, watching. Often, however, the rugs stopped but I didn't, and I quickly learned to wear heavy-duty bluejeans because those rough patches were, indeed, rough! I also learned that Sis might scream and cry like a soul in torment all the way down, then, back on terra firma, demand to go again and again. (The Gallery, Cincinnati Photos, DPC)
Lena Lochiavo: 1908
Cincinnati, August 1908. "Lena Lochiavo, 11 years old, 209 West Sixth Street. ... Patrica Morrell, had at least seven children, and died in Cincinnati on May 20, 1974. This is not a certainty. So I have ordered Lena Morrell's obit from the Cincinnati Library. If I am able to find one of the survivors, and show that ... 
 
Posted by Dave - 02/20/2019 - 1:33pm -

Cincinnati, August 1908. "Lena Lochiavo, 11 years old, 209 West Sixth Street. Basket [and pretzel] seller at Sixth Street Market in front of saloon entrance." Photo by Lewis Wickes Hine. View full size. LenaThat dear child looks aged beyond her years. Basket GirlLena looks like she could have been a spitfire. Compared to some of the kids Hine photographed, Lena seems to have a pretty cushy job. And that's not saying a whole lot. I'd love to know her story. Lena&#039;s LifeThis is Joe Manning, of the Lewis Hine Project. It appears from census information that Lena's last name was more like Loschiavo, and that she married Patrica Morrell, had at least seven children, and died in Cincinnati on May 20, 1974. This is not a certainty. So I have ordered Lena Morrell's obit from the Cincinnati Library. If I am able to find one of the survivors, and show that person the photo, we may know for sure. Is there anyone in Cincinnati who wants to follow up? [Lena Morrell born April 6, 1896. - Dave] Lena Again"Aged beyond her years" is putting it mildly! I'm in my 30s and I'd have thought she was older than me by at least a couple of years. Poor kid. It surely can't be all just from sitting there vending on the street---though as a vendor at SF cons I guess I can attest it does wear down the immune system, so maybe doing it every day would make you old...I agree with the second poster, though, I'd love to know more about her. LoSchiavoIf it is of interest to anyone, "Lo Schiavo" means "the slave." She's probably eating better than she had in the old country and feels like she's been provided with a wonderful opportunity. I hope we find out more about her. LenaI googled her name, and the LOC has another photo of her where she looks much much younger. Maybe not 11, but certainly not 45. [Coming soon to a photo blog near you! - Dave] Man to the leftWhat is he selling? Bricks? And cones of some sort? [Cheese, maybe. Bread? Salami? - Dave] Lena&#039;s LifeThis is Joe Manning, of the Lewis Hine Project. Lena did not turn out to be Mrs. Lena Morrell, per the obituary I obtained. So I am at a dead end. Per the 1910 census, Lena's last name is Loschiavo, and she lived with Mary, her widowed mother, and Patrina, her 16-year-old sister. Lena was born in Kentucky in 1897 or 1898. Both her parents were born in Italy. If Lena got married before 1920, then she may be listed in other records under her married name. If only I knew what it was. Is there anyone out there near Cincinnati who can look up the marriage records to see if Lena got married? Loschiavo&#039;s of NKYI live in Covington, KY (right across the river from Cincinnati) and right up the hill from me in Park Hills is a small produce market called Loschiavo's. I'll stop by this week and tell them about this photo. Perhaps they'll have some information. Lena&#039;s StoryI am a direct descendant of Lena's sister, Petrina Loschiavo. Lena and Petrina were the daughters of Italian farmers who immigrated to Louisville, KY and then made their way to Cincinnati. Petrina married John Mercurio, and Lena married his brother Charles. They remained in Cincinnati, where they raised their families. Lena had at least one child: a daughter, Mary, who remained close to her cousin Charles (Petrina's son), who was my grandfather. Thank you for sharing this photograph of one of my ancestors, Dave. It was a joy to find it. (The Gallery, Cincinnati Photos, Lewis Hine, Stores & Markets)
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