tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68764035282621088962024-03-13T13:12:16.156-05:00Ancestor SoupKarenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711776825293238093noreply@blogger.comBlogger310125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876403528262108896.post-37749910091445641552023-09-22T21:09:00.002-05:002023-09-24T09:35:04.571-05:00Karmel Korn<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfczVklmV0WAZHBAzSEIEX6w83z8ksFQwBJJkZbeUKUicnVShuTQTwr42fKs9guBplprcKSZhQL4Q6ig4HNtEbYtvFTpw4wDqtkRum5JLzP2Js3u7adeSWn-2folmhTD5vtIjv3Gjie2sezCTK3CR4HGQoO-mDH2UoiO4cdiknFfIKVo-q4DA12KFRtPM/s660/Icon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="318" data-original-width="660" height="154" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfczVklmV0WAZHBAzSEIEX6w83z8ksFQwBJJkZbeUKUicnVShuTQTwr42fKs9guBplprcKSZhQL4Q6ig4HNtEbYtvFTpw4wDqtkRum5JLzP2Js3u7adeSWn-2folmhTD5vtIjv3Gjie2sezCTK3CR4HGQoO-mDH2UoiO4cdiknFfIKVo-q4DA12KFRtPM/s320/Icon.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>I can still smell it... walking through downtown Huron and smelling the Karmelkorn coming from the Karmelkorn Shop. I loved that store! It was one of my favorites in downtown Huron, besides Newberry's cafeteria with a window-side seat. </p><p><br /></p><p>Karmelkorn was a "new" confectionery in early 1931 when it first made its way to Huron. It was sold at "The Delite Shop" just south of Huesgen's jewelry store. It was to open at the end of April, managed by Zeno Haberman. In the first advertisement, this new treat was described as "the new candy-coated popcorn... is always fresh, delicious." Explaining how Karmelkorn is different, made from "snowball" popcorn with a luscious coating of candy made principally of sugar and butter, noting there is no molasses involved. It is sold only under the registered trade name of "Karmelkorn."</p><p>And furthermore, it was said to be a nutritious snack!</p><p>By 1941, The Delite Shop was selling more than Karmelkorn and ice cream. Advertisements mention preparing dinners and by 1945 was apparently a restaurant, but must have continued to make some candy, as they advertised homemade fudge and divinity. But no mention of Karmel Korn.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBeiPQxB9NvAjsT0Zp0PUYf9tWh0hkx2mSAAeP3zjniS8UCn2i7Xo-R_nScpPaZ-T_u4NyxUJRITvrSErLc8DfIBCiJ-U3zj1Fc1PzrvzjbOQs7EuuoFZr829cvs0k3d0wjnIMwMtUcUWelVb3Wu1w9bZu4RQlBBCQMp-SiuhygEKUxj4tNF0qs1e-gk0/s387/KarmelKornAd_Jan02_1940.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="387" data-original-width="293" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBeiPQxB9NvAjsT0Zp0PUYf9tWh0hkx2mSAAeP3zjniS8UCn2i7Xo-R_nScpPaZ-T_u4NyxUJRITvrSErLc8DfIBCiJ-U3zj1Fc1PzrvzjbOQs7EuuoFZr829cvs0k3d0wjnIMwMtUcUWelVb3Wu1w9bZu4RQlBBCQMp-SiuhygEKUxj4tNF0qs1e-gk0/s320/KarmelKornAd_Jan02_1940.jpg" width="242" /></a></div><p>The Delite Shop changed ownership on Dec. 16, 1947. Mr. and Mrs. Clifford Peck would dispose of their interest in the shop, after two years' ownership, to Curtis Jones. But at that time it appeared to be a restaurant.</p><p>Enter the Cub Nut Hut that same year, owned by Mr. and Mrs. G. E. Baird. Besides the Nut Hut, there was also a Cub Lunch also owned by the Bairds. The Bairds continued with these businesses until April of 1950, when they sold the business to the new owners/managers, Frank and Alva Schmidt. The new owners also assured the public that they will feature "Karmel Korn" and that they "are the only store in Huron" selling this confection.</p><p>In April of 1951, the Schmidts took out an ad in the Plainsman thanking everyone who patronized the Cub Nut Hut. They were opening a new business, the Karmel Korn Shop, in the same location. The Delite Shop was still in operation but made no mention of Karmel Korn in their advertisements. Early in 1956, the entire stock of fixtures and equipment of the Delite Shop Cafeteria was sold and the business closed.</p><p>Besides the awesome treats sold within, the Karmel Korn Shop had the distinction of having President Truman poke his head inside the shop while on a visit to Huron.</p><p>How Karmel Korn came to be the feature of the Delite Shop and then the Cub Nut Hut, and finally the Karmel Korn Shop, is unknown. But it's a treat I still miss.</p><p><br /></p><p>Sources:</p><div><div>The Daily Plainsman, April 24, 1952</div><div>The Evening Huronite, April 24, 1931</div><div>The Evening Huronite, April 25, 1931</div><div>Huronite and Daily Plainsman, Dec. 12, 1947</div><div>Huronite and Daily Plainsman, Jan. 02, 1940</div><div>Huron City Directories - numerous issues from 1932-1957</div></div><div><br /></div>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711776825293238093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876403528262108896.post-58267822638251336042023-06-18T09:26:00.001-05:002023-06-18T09:26:00.140-05:00Beadle County Honor Roll, 1917-1919<p> NAMES OF MEN IN HONOR OF WHOM MEMORIAL CERTIFICATES WERE ISSUED BY THE SOUTH DAKOTA STATE COUNCIL OF DEFENSE</p><p>Transcribed from the Report of the State Council of Defense, South Dakota, 1917-1919</p><p>BEADLE COUNTY</p><p>Christian T. Hanson, Bonilla<br />Henry G. Joekheick, Hitchcock<br />Carl J. Eckberg, Huron<br />Earl E. Harvey, Huron<br />James Houska, Huron<br />David J. Powell, Vayland<br />Elmer C. Peterson, Vayland<br />Frank W. Shea, Wessington<br />Rudolph Koester, Wolsey<br />Albert R. Kuehn, Cavour<br />Arthur Cardwell, Huron<br />Geo. E. Finicle, Huron<br />Philip Hill, Huron<br />William Reaves, Huron<br />Fred A. Quiram, Virgil<br />Dudley V. Burns, Wessington<br />David A. Thompson, Wessington<br />Clifton D. Radcliffe, Wolsey</p>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711776825293238093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876403528262108896.post-67398676584051623102023-06-11T12:18:00.001-05:002023-06-11T12:18:00.150-05:00Grandpa's Old GPS Unit<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYYVWsEcqnFxhYLutyFJNJAhZ0PFxXqX5U_PbZwQzOgWX5dnjP21VhPDhW7yER2J-rktfV3AHGTXdPH8D6NM1b0hFh0EWu06tTthSytMhK_qOXl2s9MnwWnV6zR1AIRE-rtQuf7TJFX0GeQ5ItZUX9Euae_Gx0Rz5u-gfiz4fDPbby4BpITy6Fc8C1/s727/IMG_0465.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="682" data-original-width="727" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYYVWsEcqnFxhYLutyFJNJAhZ0PFxXqX5U_PbZwQzOgWX5dnjP21VhPDhW7yER2J-rktfV3AHGTXdPH8D6NM1b0hFh0EWu06tTthSytMhK_qOXl2s9MnwWnV6zR1AIRE-rtQuf7TJFX0GeQ5ItZUX9Euae_Gx0Rz5u-gfiz4fDPbby4BpITy6Fc8C1/s320/IMG_0465.PNG" width="320" /></a></div><p><br /></p>I saw this on Facebook and it brought back memories... kind of excruciating memories, but at the same time very happy ones. Grandpa Bill Knutz had one of these mounted on the dash of his car for as long as I can remember. For just an instant after seeing this picture, I was transported back in time, riding in the car with him, going a torturous 15 miles an hour down Ninth Street. The speed limit was 20 mph but hey, you can't be too careful, right? That said, Grandpa was never in an accident that he caused, and to the best of my knowledge, he never, ever got any kind of a traffic ticket!<p></p>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711776825293238093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876403528262108896.post-89679954498200170652023-06-05T15:56:00.001-05:002023-06-05T15:56:00.146-05:00Glass Slides of Huron<p> Miss Louise French, a teacher of Latin and Fine Art at Huron College (Huron, South Dakota) for 25 years was also a photographer and specialized in making Lantern slides. These slides are positive photographic images put onto a piece of glass and covered by a second piece of glass, bound on all sides with black paper tape. </p><p>In past blogposts I have featured her photography from her many travels. The following posts will be dedicated solely to her slides from Huron, which I have been able to date from 1928 to 1930. </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvpv8BjMNw79ZV9JSvpUOtDxnkjrROXaN8pPibdQEOGwigUnrpPDdx3wII_abx05rBR8cyjnCuFkr5mr5D7a0xbEYmN6OqTvZaZIulRBUqE0XthI5h-brMiQ4jI3n3zC7MkV0sG5fav6ABVcDnIFwXy2jWpF73hJzoSJh88UoGY8LPECuiigLBRyNs/s1328/IMG_0592_TriangleGreenYM_YWCAService.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="887" data-original-width="1328" height="427" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvpv8BjMNw79ZV9JSvpUOtDxnkjrROXaN8pPibdQEOGwigUnrpPDdx3wII_abx05rBR8cyjnCuFkr5mr5D7a0xbEYmN6OqTvZaZIulRBUqE0XthI5h-brMiQ4jI3n3zC7MkV0sG5fav6ABVcDnIFwXy2jWpF73hJzoSJh88UoGY8LPECuiigLBRyNs/w640-h427/IMG_0592_TriangleGreenYM_YWCAService.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Triangle Green, YM/YWCA Service"</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPbvdjj4QiwXNsqVUsawyOlC4FRKdkplLQHXKJRRnqXmnSftpdMw7x60VldFO3eTlXvoJeSOYReAfojJoM8k2HkXE4BDos_CxzXsq0chigknqnjpyJtkEie5Duj9lzc61Je_5ngo1HaBNq6PveCBeZbE7scAjAhGmY24-1T-2RAVxIcb5cT-N41wEz/s1887/IMG_0604_BandStandInCampbellPark.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1284" data-original-width="1887" height="436" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPbvdjj4QiwXNsqVUsawyOlC4FRKdkplLQHXKJRRnqXmnSftpdMw7x60VldFO3eTlXvoJeSOYReAfojJoM8k2HkXE4BDos_CxzXsq0chigknqnjpyJtkEie5Duj9lzc61Je_5ngo1HaBNq6PveCBeZbE7scAjAhGmY24-1T-2RAVxIcb5cT-N41wEz/w640-h436/IMG_0604_BandStandInCampbellPark.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Band Shell in Campbell Park</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrALMcI2xX54qRMmLBnAmdqx3jIj4SOzk1lRDf1zePOFEiX4jX2f4Rww9XqFfcdxiSqt4gFnbA112p9WA_aV7Y7o44lROZJ67VNKXx7EQo6Fhs-IGspDx9SWOu6Y7uRqaurKs7FCv5ndPN4sU5Yi9iTmTNYoAOcraE8gpojwNxjsEscRlLiTZ-FUof/s1570/IMG_0606_CityBand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1018" data-original-width="1570" height="414" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrALMcI2xX54qRMmLBnAmdqx3jIj4SOzk1lRDf1zePOFEiX4jX2f4Rww9XqFfcdxiSqt4gFnbA112p9WA_aV7Y7o44lROZJ67VNKXx7EQo6Fhs-IGspDx9SWOu6Y7uRqaurKs7FCv5ndPN4sU5Yi9iTmTNYoAOcraE8gpojwNxjsEscRlLiTZ-FUof/w640-h414/IMG_0606_CityBand.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">City Band<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVvzQm2TK2L4aio57H2g-UByofP428b5UrHb6qOi57dh2K1gwYO-rU1kO_4bcFJzZ_lW3G9FBiVM9dw0kpoKIm3RW4QP9FJUCsGNdzFndhYe7xfzzhU3aXfvZleEPS-A0gnr1Q1sIQzNGSbA2602ClVydb_k2a1bjJfpVs9hLQVub7VgV2Cc9Z5IhP/s1851/IMG_0607_CityBand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1260" data-original-width="1851" height="436" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVvzQm2TK2L4aio57H2g-UByofP428b5UrHb6qOi57dh2K1gwYO-rU1kO_4bcFJzZ_lW3G9FBiVM9dw0kpoKIm3RW4QP9FJUCsGNdzFndhYe7xfzzhU3aXfvZleEPS-A0gnr1Q1sIQzNGSbA2602ClVydb_k2a1bjJfpVs9hLQVub7VgV2Cc9Z5IhP/w640-h436/IMG_0607_CityBand.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">City Band</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0athSHBPgsoaMfbQnczBALjvqPBM3hAapBChd-VEytXXzy-U7-Y9juQA6Gsys1D2CXOQcfEzLUOJ5nTiC4xIay_Z128PoUynNxM1_WwZagJXOyi-HZJGptBJNUlRD7GKDq7Z76YrIzyo_noNjcIoqY5ITPsCO2Qp-0LgAnTog02-9DsMH7nthQv6G/s1362/IMG_0608_IllinoisAvenueInSnowTime.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1362" data-original-width="1134" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0athSHBPgsoaMfbQnczBALjvqPBM3hAapBChd-VEytXXzy-U7-Y9juQA6Gsys1D2CXOQcfEzLUOJ5nTiC4xIay_Z128PoUynNxM1_WwZagJXOyi-HZJGptBJNUlRD7GKDq7Z76YrIzyo_noNjcIoqY5ITPsCO2Qp-0LgAnTog02-9DsMH7nthQv6G/w532-h640/IMG_0608_IllinoisAvenueInSnowTime.jpg" width="532" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Illinois Avenue in Snow</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh83DThPwq56VNM5klZhtwMtMD4NS7Xuh78G5N5_DwMj-N0C4nEAt2j75gChaSw_XIK-p2xO0elpvP0l3HOOQWmt98wW-5Rg1_AHE7eGS4Nd_vSx1JMInNr3YOG7yl46PAdTOGxViofLUcilsToJpyDgzCZHX2n-BWHMB1SR-mFuFECmugbZngn5M7d/s1531/IMG_0619_SnowInMarch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1081" data-original-width="1531" height="452" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh83DThPwq56VNM5klZhtwMtMD4NS7Xuh78G5N5_DwMj-N0C4nEAt2j75gChaSw_XIK-p2xO0elpvP0l3HOOQWmt98wW-5Rg1_AHE7eGS4Nd_vSx1JMInNr3YOG7yl46PAdTOGxViofLUcilsToJpyDgzCZHX2n-BWHMB1SR-mFuFECmugbZngn5M7d/w640-h452/IMG_0619_SnowInMarch.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Snow in March</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711776825293238093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876403528262108896.post-52215246617158948732023-05-28T15:31:00.021-05:002023-05-28T15:31:00.148-05:00Glass Slides of Huron College<p> Miss Louise French, a teacher of Latin and Fine Art at Huron College (Huron, South Dakota) for 25 years was also a photographer and specialized in making Lantern slides. These slides are positive photographic images put onto a piece of glass and covered by a second piece of glass, bound on all sides with black paper tape. </p><p>In past blogposts I have featured her photography from her many travels. The following posts will be dedicated solely to her slides from Huron College, which I have been able to date from 1928 to 1930. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfvLI6xR_qx8P8pv6xzhXDo90Tmm2tudlGGOcYOzvxTDv08CmMkD-ez_PajKcdxCcsoVAIydke3IvDd_auOmSsdmc3K71s9syRG4jNfYgIh_dVe_pnyv6LkHTXjOp9yKyhhNM_HY8R3rpx9gkuOzoFHNiGwLGBsaFjhhU-Y8fZWKOAXqQ9PijxPHh8/s1429/IMG_0593_InLilacTime.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="997" data-original-width="1429" height="446" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfvLI6xR_qx8P8pv6xzhXDo90Tmm2tudlGGOcYOzvxTDv08CmMkD-ez_PajKcdxCcsoVAIydke3IvDd_auOmSsdmc3K71s9syRG4jNfYgIh_dVe_pnyv6LkHTXjOp9yKyhhNM_HY8R3rpx9gkuOzoFHNiGwLGBsaFjhhU-Y8fZWKOAXqQ9PijxPHh8/w640-h446/IMG_0593_InLilacTime.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Huron College campus with the lilacs in bloom</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9hQ-tBi51uae9y4gXxlAfOsdvmpjiwLywXFi4pyTxFftceM1RnuLu7gKYpiKhUwTFQEv4p86Dm5B_bc3_Bgt1-Xn7Vc8pKSGGCXwu_0Q3DlHtAewGbKTjZOy7TfcD7hmcwE8Jpe3V4CH_C7Zn4oWVUEuMQ4RwLNTXcT7RRGWdrVr72fxeSqvLhXVn/s1373/IMG_0594+GraduationDay.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="876" data-original-width="1373" height="408" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9hQ-tBi51uae9y4gXxlAfOsdvmpjiwLywXFi4pyTxFftceM1RnuLu7gKYpiKhUwTFQEv4p86Dm5B_bc3_Bgt1-Xn7Vc8pKSGGCXwu_0Q3DlHtAewGbKTjZOy7TfcD7hmcwE8Jpe3V4CH_C7Zn4oWVUEuMQ4RwLNTXcT7RRGWdrVr72fxeSqvLhXVn/w640-h408/IMG_0594+GraduationDay.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Graduation Day, sometime between 1928 and 1930.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAxjGLBtwHq4YS8GHs4oBMDFDuG_6p0CVAWYZi9B9TbSnvDbEWXRVFqJJ-sRWmzYe_3mNj_FcXZoY9lB8Zn_l1QDZm6_prxaAs78i81sRan5xWaMVduj0J8djPXrpEJ5_t49fsvKhIyawSyxkw8dJdmh8g-kCrO7yyO67iIwycACZNeUZqfc_CeOVI/s1890/IMG_0596_HuronCollege.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1144" data-original-width="1890" height="388" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAxjGLBtwHq4YS8GHs4oBMDFDuG_6p0CVAWYZi9B9TbSnvDbEWXRVFqJJ-sRWmzYe_3mNj_FcXZoY9lB8Zn_l1QDZm6_prxaAs78i81sRan5xWaMVduj0J8djPXrpEJ5_t49fsvKhIyawSyxkw8dJdmh8g-kCrO7yyO67iIwycACZNeUZqfc_CeOVI/w640-h388/IMG_0596_HuronCollege.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Huron College Campus, Voorhees Hall</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7xWicy4xdgj7NGyzhEf4bLL69ULettBm29s6mGGViyzfa-vCJl5zttqmjFOQo3Q-dptVLOR-e8U_wDEroVgvRWulQNRMgztbTlYehkynfdgO5MAbyi2VaypCbNMIh5hiEiAJSfL6HNGhZIEpFnpJqKyz4tUlqigXCDhJl8zsv6oQyKiz3BieRR3hn/s1288/IMG_0605_HuronCollegeRalphVoorheesHall.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1168" data-original-width="1288" height="580" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7xWicy4xdgj7NGyzhEf4bLL69ULettBm29s6mGGViyzfa-vCJl5zttqmjFOQo3Q-dptVLOR-e8U_wDEroVgvRWulQNRMgztbTlYehkynfdgO5MAbyi2VaypCbNMIh5hiEiAJSfL6HNGhZIEpFnpJqKyz4tUlqigXCDhJl8zsv6oQyKiz3BieRR3hn/w640-h580/IMG_0605_HuronCollegeRalphVoorheesHall.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Huron College, Ralph Voorhees Hall<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRoE0Ep-xjrRx4ekFTao4J58TO53AuSnCIueYX-_UVcvKT9tA3qieM3fN-nfR83d-z9frPa7F08wV_opB1qgDi21mui4HAlKJZ-uJP6ryu_0_cDaqHgFQmGN59iysJ1P-TE9SzWz1FDeBcaIWGol9uFuoqqg6zKKxuPJ6zvZEHpqSQ4U27jMXVeKb7/s1733/IMG_0612_BetweenHalvesFreshmen.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1239" data-original-width="1733" height="458" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRoE0Ep-xjrRx4ekFTao4J58TO53AuSnCIueYX-_UVcvKT9tA3qieM3fN-nfR83d-z9frPa7F08wV_opB1qgDi21mui4HAlKJZ-uJP6ryu_0_cDaqHgFQmGN59iysJ1P-TE9SzWz1FDeBcaIWGol9uFuoqqg6zKKxuPJ6zvZEHpqSQ4U27jMXVeKb7/w640-h458/IMG_0612_BetweenHalvesFreshmen.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Freshmen at Halftime</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiH6QYo06Q3_K-dd7qunZyWEfrAjYd9jEDL8yNzw-DmvoRRat36phIOjCoIIZsfno8VzqI33ng_1WZss4F5fIDcBJAr9hTtY-81NStIWve05hfPiDsoV0p_5jaAca69Q823A6rF2R78tS9fzIQhwMHbuc-_cyXKQupTfIPrdA263qqZTDMZRYzYHLB/s1958/IMG_0597_AuditoriumStage.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1178" data-original-width="1958" height="386" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiH6QYo06Q3_K-dd7qunZyWEfrAjYd9jEDL8yNzw-DmvoRRat36phIOjCoIIZsfno8VzqI33ng_1WZss4F5fIDcBJAr9hTtY-81NStIWve05hfPiDsoV0p_5jaAca69Q823A6rF2R78tS9fzIQhwMHbuc-_cyXKQupTfIPrdA263qqZTDMZRYzYHLB/w640-h386/IMG_0597_AuditoriumStage.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Auditorium Stage</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglLZ5lHuWJXFtcpZL9VI4Q1Lxu0YitO4ouTW9HfLnZ_CFMJ4j5YVyavronqzARexDmmRLnkcpOkeKZrt2hw9sUaummbTlYzVUZJfNX2SHZV_hdy8d3beC-E6uVdQcYEXIIpvwDQV3ChCZ70olX3WdftBiOj08ru9oJL8_NdSQsq5bM-bquH1a6hAYc/s1989/IMG_0601_ChapelPlatform.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1347" data-original-width="1989" height="434" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglLZ5lHuWJXFtcpZL9VI4Q1Lxu0YitO4ouTW9HfLnZ_CFMJ4j5YVyavronqzARexDmmRLnkcpOkeKZrt2hw9sUaummbTlYzVUZJfNX2SHZV_hdy8d3beC-E6uVdQcYEXIIpvwDQV3ChCZ70olX3WdftBiOj08ru9oJL8_NdSQsq5bM-bquH1a6hAYc/w640-h434/IMG_0601_ChapelPlatform.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chapel Platform</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHpsDXtr8S5W-CS21K77e2Gy_V6mYlzOxefQekNX2Eu3eVl2HiICugz541M9kkenDwPJdP_kZXFsBVX0fxKrkpdl8z5GItIQDOW-Y3okUgSQ2f6C6YXrgEdQV9y-HU_c3VSOoZhdQD8cPmXtfqYOm-x5PTXNTWMn_y-xiYFxiJJQkj4kezET0R2e9T/s1273/IMG_0615_GymnasiumAtNight.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="832" data-original-width="1273" height="418" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHpsDXtr8S5W-CS21K77e2Gy_V6mYlzOxefQekNX2Eu3eVl2HiICugz541M9kkenDwPJdP_kZXFsBVX0fxKrkpdl8z5GItIQDOW-Y3okUgSQ2f6C6YXrgEdQV9y-HU_c3VSOoZhdQD8cPmXtfqYOm-x5PTXNTWMn_y-xiYFxiJJQkj4kezET0R2e9T/w640-h418/IMG_0615_GymnasiumAtNight.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gymnasium at Night</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKo5mXDsw9S9-GK7Eapv5wPmqhCl7B80xawWE3AnApIIfxT7vWXarv9WpotQOXN0_qkEe32pybZ3E92hVMhQpGPkEyF99SMZqJKGStayWOhzWYFqJRBJPbFQZaV3GdcPl5BUX3hP9rs5OWAWrDyl4_b6vkx-fVzrkOA3-HMIVMrcagUsDHjxLO2trO/s1354/IMG_0616ACapellaChoir.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="913" data-original-width="1354" height="432" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKo5mXDsw9S9-GK7Eapv5wPmqhCl7B80xawWE3AnApIIfxT7vWXarv9WpotQOXN0_qkEe32pybZ3E92hVMhQpGPkEyF99SMZqJKGStayWOhzWYFqJRBJPbFQZaV3GdcPl5BUX3hP9rs5OWAWrDyl4_b6vkx-fVzrkOA3-HMIVMrcagUsDHjxLO2trO/w640-h432/IMG_0616ACapellaChoir.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Huron College A Capella Choir</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbt4ythHzhR-RTiTI2nfUlA6QoRMEyR5Q136GM9FFB3yauZxgRV9NyPh70L8ss7TgYgnNf9_sDKS09FOfBjHThFfTCzgflT7HShYQotQSizQQiGoSlRb0AI-hTSF6KTfvz49KmGNjVNEvv3aPtKMG0fOD87bZPF35uXSezm-GmkvKyBXRTg2agXH3M/s1275/IMG_0617_MainEntranceAtNight.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1275" data-original-width="1031" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbt4ythHzhR-RTiTI2nfUlA6QoRMEyR5Q136GM9FFB3yauZxgRV9NyPh70L8ss7TgYgnNf9_sDKS09FOfBjHThFfTCzgflT7HShYQotQSizQQiGoSlRb0AI-hTSF6KTfvz49KmGNjVNEvv3aPtKMG0fOD87bZPF35uXSezm-GmkvKyBXRTg2agXH3M/w518-h640/IMG_0617_MainEntranceAtNight.jpg" width="518" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Main Entrance at Night</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1MPMWc5u4F_HUSpbe_FZHjfhYP0YIP9B1Vd1VagRO5gwY_EO1W85A2z4UZj3xUfY31z0UOlA6j6E3XYv9gDWI4CqOJI4PWZgDD4AhUHs97oxTdag82QPrcreKoAfJyuwy8uXDmxbCdKLUDpXAI56APSk3BEXm7YCQtGx_RelvtOhA2GWVj4soGJ3J/s1638/IMG_0618_LostPrince.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1199" data-original-width="1638" height="468" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1MPMWc5u4F_HUSpbe_FZHjfhYP0YIP9B1Vd1VagRO5gwY_EO1W85A2z4UZj3xUfY31z0UOlA6j6E3XYv9gDWI4CqOJI4PWZgDD4AhUHs97oxTdag82QPrcreKoAfJyuwy8uXDmxbCdKLUDpXAI56APSk3BEXm7YCQtGx_RelvtOhA2GWVj4soGJ3J/w640-h468/IMG_0618_LostPrince.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A dramatic performance of "Lost Prince."</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD83HiBveBcPQT7eVgaa2AVJEA5gy0jeJ8Y3nFfTO1l5116ApyV0Cul4-k7KBhzOWhv3QYg5DRaJL2FeedIa6tMvcb_otHYa8LP0NNe2pPZqJLxszhZWeGpsiNZ0RAveb8MvvFeZyRkGmcZMRsKPxniZaaozCXChFKEDhMbtJXIJADOl-IbLzqfqeU/s1297/IMG_0598_DormitoryParlor.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="903" data-original-width="1297" height="446" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD83HiBveBcPQT7eVgaa2AVJEA5gy0jeJ8Y3nFfTO1l5116ApyV0Cul4-k7KBhzOWhv3QYg5DRaJL2FeedIa6tMvcb_otHYa8LP0NNe2pPZqJLxszhZWeGpsiNZ0RAveb8MvvFeZyRkGmcZMRsKPxniZaaozCXChFKEDhMbtJXIJADOl-IbLzqfqeU/w640-h446/IMG_0598_DormitoryParlor.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dormitory Parlor<br /><br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEabzdbY2zDWN3Mf06Wxt0LAYEnJDorhWzHOF0GCm_7uFy_keLiGsLI5wHe8Eyyg7IEijBZOs_VE-vsgbqs437v31Ol-CMJmSUDZKYGjQ2h9Xp3iVz9TT5pBdSPSjVgL1k4siEV51h-c8I327oxXtI9D7AMT9gnm6zd2VaxL7m4FxQDQO_XpS3hylO/s1449/IMG_0599_DiningHall.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1047" data-original-width="1449" height="462" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEabzdbY2zDWN3Mf06Wxt0LAYEnJDorhWzHOF0GCm_7uFy_keLiGsLI5wHe8Eyyg7IEijBZOs_VE-vsgbqs437v31Ol-CMJmSUDZKYGjQ2h9Xp3iVz9TT5pBdSPSjVgL1k4siEV51h-c8I327oxXtI9D7AMT9gnm6zd2VaxL7m4FxQDQO_XpS3hylO/w640-h462/IMG_0599_DiningHall.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dining Hall</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgByXgIXLrOCnEwbrUmiy6JkuJG9Jr1EqF382iO32oAH7-ZsnUrSkJS67pL6Vt8_wyJ6VYz9xmFyVdEyRQrn4bOH6kIJKGlZWocjfvUsJRYzCUltUDQ_Wf-epefCV351ZA_maSeiCPFDJdMvLq4UrowztbOZNqgohCHo35nhOuQQh-dFWAbumgwZAf2/s1928/IMG_0600_DiningHall.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1221" data-original-width="1928" height="406" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgByXgIXLrOCnEwbrUmiy6JkuJG9Jr1EqF382iO32oAH7-ZsnUrSkJS67pL6Vt8_wyJ6VYz9xmFyVdEyRQrn4bOH6kIJKGlZWocjfvUsJRYzCUltUDQ_Wf-epefCV351ZA_maSeiCPFDJdMvLq4UrowztbOZNqgohCHo35nhOuQQh-dFWAbumgwZAf2/w640-h406/IMG_0600_DiningHall.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dining Hall</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">An early Huron College Rubiyat Yearbook explained May Fete: "The May Fete is an annual tradition at Huron College. Held in the spring of the year, it is an expression of beautify and art combined. At this festival the May Queen is crowned and a pageant presented for the entertainment." The following slides depict early May Fetes.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTv2w4LtM7IUXJ5HgknuVPkDktiurCq2t4AZxcExn8AWF60zBSQOrUWM806lKet9NV9jYgnJzpb57o3PNiEi3pMReIBLNmBeO3TPoEqFLZaxd_yNOWqwITsGIL2afJZ1Lmhci93qByj7ON4Fklvq09QnKo0jZLzMP3q_PQ2GOdS-ncTPvv5K2JmnR3/s1633/IMG_0602_MaryDavisMayQueen.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1116" data-original-width="1633" height="438" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTv2w4LtM7IUXJ5HgknuVPkDktiurCq2t4AZxcExn8AWF60zBSQOrUWM806lKet9NV9jYgnJzpb57o3PNiEi3pMReIBLNmBeO3TPoEqFLZaxd_yNOWqwITsGIL2afJZ1Lmhci93qByj7ON4Fklvq09QnKo0jZLzMP3q_PQ2GOdS-ncTPvv5K2JmnR3/w640-h438/IMG_0602_MaryDavisMayQueen.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mary Davis is crowned May Queen, 1928. She was the second May Queen, with this tradition first started in 1927.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVV8tSETPnPTIAVLzaJ8C9s9iqjgkGwNmOi2lyNUN58V0DqPPM0Y6A2nQ-xwh3-1BOmC7OfxhjKK-SgSAi8NSlhFcBZTLuVPo_qE4MubRGIK_UnMB4Oqi4UaEomQy-SUa3FniaTb6k60UpAZNqS5cwd-5y6GRkCg9N4V341NRsUqqC2xyJtmBmWlUu/s1811/IMG_0603_LawnFeteMay.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1221" data-original-width="1811" height="432" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVV8tSETPnPTIAVLzaJ8C9s9iqjgkGwNmOi2lyNUN58V0DqPPM0Y6A2nQ-xwh3-1BOmC7OfxhjKK-SgSAi8NSlhFcBZTLuVPo_qE4MubRGIK_UnMB4Oqi4UaEomQy-SUa3FniaTb6k60UpAZNqS5cwd-5y6GRkCg9N4V341NRsUqqC2xyJtmBmWlUu/w640-h432/IMG_0603_LawnFeteMay.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of the early Fetes, likely 1928.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNbA9E39zzkefVuUGu4nKIrMzo3pPa6Omuv68ccmRuCDm9fMnfW-HaVxX2LsovwD2gfVdav-YktaRy5mg8JetlMslBoK_pKhhpSsNxBeCvhOOdK_ryrlPnDX20eeE6pZkYRZf4rBot_CVQVFGELyoIEbeerlKvPUUccnEahIN7N8zYXopyaH9hVaDb/s1257/IMG_0595_Lawn%20Fete%20Elsie%20Titt,%20Camilla%20Curtis.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1257" data-original-width="1079" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNbA9E39zzkefVuUGu4nKIrMzo3pPa6Omuv68ccmRuCDm9fMnfW-HaVxX2LsovwD2gfVdav-YktaRy5mg8JetlMslBoK_pKhhpSsNxBeCvhOOdK_ryrlPnDX20eeE6pZkYRZf4rBot_CVQVFGELyoIEbeerlKvPUUccnEahIN7N8zYXopyaH9hVaDb/w550-h640/IMG_0595_Lawn%20Fete%20Elsie%20Titt,%20Camilla%20Curtis.jpg" width="550" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Elsie Titt and Camilla Curtis at the Fete. Elsie's father was Herbert G. Titt, a faculty member of Huron College.</td><td class="tr-caption"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711776825293238093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876403528262108896.post-78013160753015641892023-05-21T15:26:00.000-05:002023-05-21T15:26:16.823-05:00Glass Slides of Huron College - Athletics<p> Miss Louise French, a teacher of Latin and Fine Art at Huron College (Huron, South Dakota) for 25 years was also a photographer and specialized in making Lantern slides. These slides are positive photographic images put onto a piece of glass and covered by a second piece of glass, bound on all sides with black paper tape. </p><p>In past blogposts I have featured her photography from her many travels. The following posts will be dedicated solely to her slides from Huron College and a few from Huron, which I have been able to date from 1928 to 1930. </p><p>Three Huron College athletes were identified - Wayne Nelson, Class of 1930, from Onida, South Dakota; James Charr, Class of 1930, from Yenha, Sineju, Korea; and Eddie Han, Class of 1931, from Wahiawa, Hawaii.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg84LKl7jbQUbIGsa9km-WDHy20L_XkZM9eXvuIYzuGewLlIhWqX2fuRADwCiRWG7RWMnsSiZHIFMCjvM1jVXn7btNblINnY5xcN2fbousIb5S8PhVdhpwNyg5byV7ISBsoWjGlH4N3BaDRtDhbi3-6Qwm-SXyP6KsV3xsEcZA1oOo0qwYeUKxZxoIv/s1439/IMG_0590_WayneNelson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1439" data-original-width="1192" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg84LKl7jbQUbIGsa9km-WDHy20L_XkZM9eXvuIYzuGewLlIhWqX2fuRADwCiRWG7RWMnsSiZHIFMCjvM1jVXn7btNblINnY5xcN2fbousIb5S8PhVdhpwNyg5byV7ISBsoWjGlH4N3BaDRtDhbi3-6Qwm-SXyP6KsV3xsEcZA1oOo0qwYeUKxZxoIv/w530-h640/IMG_0590_WayneNelson.jpg" width="530" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Above: Wayne Nelson on Pole Vault<br /><br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaq1v5fg5_fpG04qiEyDz_pSy8ZCKJ4tdM_LXwPn3HxYPgY_OWRru6xZcYpes5xlLY0KxAs8422tvr2aFrnT8lx3XfSz839xVITjqw-Oyuv-ztamGY5e51Xe5w0Jwli4FFGE9MJ9c5PIcvJPn6DMHe2J835clE_2qFmvPioa11ChOEicuXFx-7zxqx/s1105/IMG_0609_Discus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1105" data-original-width="994" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaq1v5fg5_fpG04qiEyDz_pSy8ZCKJ4tdM_LXwPn3HxYPgY_OWRru6xZcYpes5xlLY0KxAs8422tvr2aFrnT8lx3XfSz839xVITjqw-Oyuv-ztamGY5e51Xe5w0Jwli4FFGE9MJ9c5PIcvJPn6DMHe2J835clE_2qFmvPioa11ChOEicuXFx-7zxqx/w576-h640/IMG_0609_Discus.jpg" width="576" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Unknown Athlete, throwing discus<br /><br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT4MpaJKF4x0I_o3ndF6NdE8xKzQ7xweInMHMZt8SQzenbPB_3h_sjx7yIAMzP5lraELRxqBqJjKY6MYWFHVnlsIh63BRIQ7uyxwTNd7xGmeldn_P0fqI9cTZR9DJKxF1jDkD4WDQ306wrnEI7Y4ggHTUKZo9xuIfqyjXNRb7J5dEpT8xWLI7ioIE6/s1174/IMG_0610_Eddie_HAN.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1174" data-original-width="1072" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT4MpaJKF4x0I_o3ndF6NdE8xKzQ7xweInMHMZt8SQzenbPB_3h_sjx7yIAMzP5lraELRxqBqJjKY6MYWFHVnlsIh63BRIQ7uyxwTNd7xGmeldn_P0fqI9cTZR9DJKxF1jDkD4WDQ306wrnEI7Y4ggHTUKZo9xuIfqyjXNRb7J5dEpT8xWLI7ioIE6/w584-h640/IMG_0610_Eddie_HAN.jpg" width="584" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eddie Han, High Jump</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOfBr0G0TRo4mzNuG1OXnYYhJY8sJd7w9jy-ri9974wJNSg0U-4Usv8CamVSgVP_ePHEC3okXgQsxzTX8aaE8u87nlBTs8q4I4qX4np4_QOYnXKY6Ho_ZHrgR3UFqOmq5oNrJugrmcoMnQQke0DXjw1cHQPyTXTmUlHyGz1lwXc2BiYr0RfA8UCoIn/s1015/IMG_0611_JamesCharrInAction.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1015" data-original-width="853" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOfBr0G0TRo4mzNuG1OXnYYhJY8sJd7w9jy-ri9974wJNSg0U-4Usv8CamVSgVP_ePHEC3okXgQsxzTX8aaE8u87nlBTs8q4I4qX4np4_QOYnXKY6Ho_ZHrgR3UFqOmq5oNrJugrmcoMnQQke0DXjw1cHQPyTXTmUlHyGz1lwXc2BiYr0RfA8UCoIn/w538-h640/IMG_0611_JamesCharrInAction.jpg" width="538" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">James Charr</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgkNxHxpg2puJ330vPz4xwseb225-1o3f2fnnG7cBXJ4hJ35JQ7_swuwUFIoBiRQkKgISo5pRxe2V5yHbeVBi_qo2VDGIDe-lOXkqa3OjpkAU4AfMAgmVhKLCTUqWSryH1QYfxPtYKTd3lR1tKUbDkSDD0Qj0KiQ1Pfm-5innz9dNUtd-U5A1Qlotl/s1069/IMG_0613_WayneNelsonGoesOver.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1069" data-original-width="892" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgkNxHxpg2puJ330vPz4xwseb225-1o3f2fnnG7cBXJ4hJ35JQ7_swuwUFIoBiRQkKgISo5pRxe2V5yHbeVBi_qo2VDGIDe-lOXkqa3OjpkAU4AfMAgmVhKLCTUqWSryH1QYfxPtYKTd3lR1tKUbDkSDD0Qj0KiQ1Pfm-5innz9dNUtd-U5A1Qlotl/w534-h640/IMG_0613_WayneNelsonGoesOver.jpg" width="534" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wayne Nelson goes over</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisXzbvyQiwaYjbTJq8IkTiReAf2tSYU6L1JpuJbOwlALn5fz67vy1QQmad-M3Q1HOL30TO_Cv3-clwvmlvpRe-wGiSKNHEngeSdo2nDawfN5J7RS8hZEdUJn9CSAwvGE88jL44FcyDJM6_ftl6hw8JjX93N7jmVIuMp1wcFZO7nobSQcwWIRy7NLfU/s1026/IMG_0614_Unlabeled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1026" data-original-width="915" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisXzbvyQiwaYjbTJq8IkTiReAf2tSYU6L1JpuJbOwlALn5fz67vy1QQmad-M3Q1HOL30TO_Cv3-clwvmlvpRe-wGiSKNHEngeSdo2nDawfN5J7RS8hZEdUJn9CSAwvGE88jL44FcyDJM6_ftl6hw8JjX93N7jmVIuMp1wcFZO7nobSQcwWIRy7NLfU/w570-h640/IMG_0614_Unlabeled.jpg" width="570" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Free Throw</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711776825293238093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876403528262108896.post-35233196533266114802022-12-15T13:01:00.001-06:002022-12-15T16:43:09.020-06:00The Photography of Louise French - Album 6 - Pompeii<p> In an <a href="http://ancestorsoup.blogspot.com/2022/11/historical-lantern-slides-from-huron.html" target="_blank">earlier blog post</a> I told the story of the glass lantern slides that Huron College Latin professor Louise French had made. These lantern slides are the blending of her loves of both travel and photography.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHwSoeiFaPuFrj6W03MN2V-m-_8wAirvbef2Tq5CDUyJk5c2846uEpKb1xeHwfWu_XW_ycjYF_wSzf2hgWLe22ZjXm3oLV1a9nSEu9Ard_sBN6ybcAs0LzF2wg6PkNXB45aBigyf2ogGoVzaKdM_H2jVSkzFCHy8oQe7uXjpe8q1Npqji0PB6CffJZ/s2943/IMG_8646.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2373" data-original-width="2943" height="516" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHwSoeiFaPuFrj6W03MN2V-m-_8wAirvbef2Tq5CDUyJk5c2846uEpKb1xeHwfWu_XW_ycjYF_wSzf2hgWLe22ZjXm3oLV1a9nSEu9Ard_sBN6ybcAs0LzF2wg6PkNXB45aBigyf2ogGoVzaKdM_H2jVSkzFCHy8oQe7uXjpe8q1Npqji0PB6CffJZ/w640-h516/IMG_8646.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOXzID61j_TDI3Va-nv4ntgJC3kKDg4vWH31M57vhD4sVTIC8RsGKFMWVpsAk6OLna-NfndfsFW2-rYYcPEpOSVEPSbgb_5a-2SxlYFcVaTM71ew4jWKa9HWAAVAESPl3Xb4jEo4BaXSKF_l-5NmH8-aZZdAVWaxArVW6X1YGNX0LzZ9JwoPPPMkdS/s2802/IMG_8647.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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These lantern slides are the blending of her loves of both travel and photography.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRz06lUdWKc6AreWrSz_DAIM6Y4B8E21XpM3lzHxLFLWTJDc2-2iTh5fsmcSsRM2PfoEzXdYHtPg_gG3vY0IsNMD4u2MqiOZQCtzdnmnJZYBORmjgvX4bqoEf75y-zlCIMW4riXQOq-eGypyELh0EnvXeZAyV8N9VkNWl3Mi3vc52CiU3Dw-QZ9-KV/s2842/IMG_8654.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2394" data-original-width="2842" height="540" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRz06lUdWKc6AreWrSz_DAIM6Y4B8E21XpM3lzHxLFLWTJDc2-2iTh5fsmcSsRM2PfoEzXdYHtPg_gG3vY0IsNMD4u2MqiOZQCtzdnmnJZYBORmjgvX4bqoEf75y-zlCIMW4riXQOq-eGypyELh0EnvXeZAyV8N9VkNWl3Mi3vc52CiU3Dw-QZ9-KV/w640-h540/IMG_8654.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfoj6cEvjYcdvMvTKSb-IOEgbMif_8zSYGuMYQfiEpuSqxxun67AaWXThIhd588EFFcCuSI7ELDkinlIGBk44YblPoowZ1MtfPAmb0izeK6SXc07nFAZWrjmTOJ6RuYMfI1YN1KjadYyMPTgu8iVlD_ppI0HFpZDuPLsWnTA-gQeHTOKvHLcqKA_TC/s2252/IMG_8655.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;">South St. Vrain Canyon, Colorado</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihdlz-o8cLp5ia9ewe9yw6akNUtDkBfjUltjb00kDL9u52WQChJz7tLRs7OaUTuhEdOpv_tJrjGAAHem9vv5mgbl8QDeI2Ilm5u7cPEBPOp_p8Gdt-5r0qVaZe0lEOaHH0t10W5Y0OuE8p28Go5-crDTVIzRYN-iFNmV64T1vpfPXOCapo33a1RgCI/s1932/IMG_8661.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="1545" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihdlz-o8cLp5ia9ewe9yw6akNUtDkBfjUltjb00kDL9u52WQChJz7tLRs7OaUTuhEdOpv_tJrjGAAHem9vv5mgbl8QDeI2Ilm5u7cPEBPOp_p8Gdt-5r0qVaZe0lEOaHH0t10W5Y0OuE8p28Go5-crDTVIzRYN-iFNmV64T1vpfPXOCapo33a1RgCI/w512-h640/IMG_8661.JPG" width="512" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Central City? Abandoned gold town</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif24oDX6dNSemMQwWbIgiDai-DUbDozcO3mwIQII4ljyG_LngYqJdswod9_sMt4Hn98UgSeQeNnS-zT8mxmuGDxDA9fc8X5FFg29zXU08rjrPxLBj6yGlKcwnU4m_SduIkhxZAwNMSyA0x0LfYI35EW8BgK6nexjlgPy0p_dQkhU_-bxEAqqrItzHC/s2782/IMG_8662.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2066" data-original-width="2782" height="476" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif24oDX6dNSemMQwWbIgiDai-DUbDozcO3mwIQII4ljyG_LngYqJdswod9_sMt4Hn98UgSeQeNnS-zT8mxmuGDxDA9fc8X5FFg29zXU08rjrPxLBj6yGlKcwnU4m_SduIkhxZAwNMSyA0x0LfYI35EW8BgK6nexjlgPy0p_dQkhU_-bxEAqqrItzHC/w640-h476/IMG_8662.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Arapaho Glacier, Colorado</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"I did not take road"</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglGGAjZwXqqfYugYbc-SQd_2lv8Ud1IByUhyE-KDrmgnByg6lwu6YTe6jPWo8xtJ1T7DjRVaidDfqJlhhoAg3f8y3yXihgUL5R6i8hwaY8eWRkH5eAmhMEKMDqAzlv15z939MH1vDy_j2Gw6nGBo_ba4jhyWi-Dl-K5nciBYKXIcl7YOn25cU3boRl/s2414/IMG_8663.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2086" data-original-width="2414" height="554" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglGGAjZwXqqfYugYbc-SQd_2lv8Ud1IByUhyE-KDrmgnByg6lwu6YTe6jPWo8xtJ1T7DjRVaidDfqJlhhoAg3f8y3yXihgUL5R6i8hwaY8eWRkH5eAmhMEKMDqAzlv15z939MH1vDy_j2Gw6nGBo_ba4jhyWi-Dl-K5nciBYKXIcl7YOn25cU3boRl/w640-h554/IMG_8663.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Big Thompson Canyon, Colorado</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGiVLAHIwHCQXCgHIyfivJJ-4a29CeIdjWa3Ids9M6Bp9wha-QKBATugbeIiGcE6VpLNHpn_wy7pvbpYPrjjynChUyAx1kBwKsODERZkJmsvYTY9hVmbyLWp0zuOGy1V0jHWgcO-32O6qQiJuC2utD16wER9MjwTqAPMIwe94VtTBXlKn-5StKEUkF/s2503/IMG_8664.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1593" data-original-width="2503" height="408" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGiVLAHIwHCQXCgHIyfivJJ-4a29CeIdjWa3Ids9M6Bp9wha-QKBATugbeIiGcE6VpLNHpn_wy7pvbpYPrjjynChUyAx1kBwKsODERZkJmsvYTY9hVmbyLWp0zuOGy1V0jHWgcO-32O6qQiJuC2utD16wER9MjwTqAPMIwe94VtTBXlKn-5StKEUkF/w640-h408/IMG_8664.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Central City? Abandoned gold town</div><br /><p><br /></p>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711776825293238093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876403528262108896.post-4727226122919565932022-12-15T13:00:00.000-06:002022-12-15T16:42:45.977-06:00The Photography of Louise French - Album 5 - European Views<p> In an <a href="http://ancestorsoup.blogspot.com/2022/11/historical-lantern-slides-from-huron.html" target="_blank">earlier blog post</a> I told the story of the glass lantern slides that Huron College Latin professor Louise French had made. These lantern slides are the blending of her loves of both travel and photography.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsJBFXwqhJAjxTDia6r1BNMXKgBB5IyMzEkW1wJuCGiiRm27devLWMHr-kfSvEI4UL77KXKsAUZbeYMk1TP-OBzq3spnjQkONDoZO77j__vhls4v5oauXCadRx-8_7r0VlfXxUdfOMostyPm7dSJuctbHEvfEJPbSDEBo--sSMIt2qU3cmQ6I-caB8/s3044/IMG_8622.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1043" data-original-width="3044" height="220" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsJBFXwqhJAjxTDia6r1BNMXKgBB5IyMzEkW1wJuCGiiRm27devLWMHr-kfSvEI4UL77KXKsAUZbeYMk1TP-OBzq3spnjQkONDoZO77j__vhls4v5oauXCadRx-8_7r0VlfXxUdfOMostyPm7dSJuctbHEvfEJPbSDEBo--sSMIt2qU3cmQ6I-caB8/w640-h220/IMG_8622.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir4hVkj8mJG6vL6EPEdV4gA8v__3rHbM--taTQRNuDSct16UT9pTiXQzIXtTmN3dKghEy7RFJphfiGpnTiTSWn9UlYCvkHADp2acHValqB4Jantu2edoNUEIuxwBeNo9S-b3WDpiGwB9jj8CchJHQBHfMEW8K37rkrWvtHXd5PV9uRuR4OF8b2FaKT/s2470/IMG_8623.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2006" data-original-width="2470" height="520" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir4hVkj8mJG6vL6EPEdV4gA8v__3rHbM--taTQRNuDSct16UT9pTiXQzIXtTmN3dKghEy7RFJphfiGpnTiTSWn9UlYCvkHADp2acHValqB4Jantu2edoNUEIuxwBeNo9S-b3WDpiGwB9jj8CchJHQBHfMEW8K37rkrWvtHXd5PV9uRuR4OF8b2FaKT/w640-h520/IMG_8623.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Bed in Munich, Germany - 1922</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj__2joRlTJJlBUOSpwAtz3omaDuzToC_xe4WrwY1LdIJEdq_cio2-dVpKoS5L08-xwEcc5NmvNEyKsVYcx44t_GzXiYeUeKu_-k5Zdta9fWGSP8dXaxnvGwFflcYvJtFX_-KfSqy9T9l3YD8HjV8GAl2WRZkoCP3bE8Fhv_XhhFT7OJiNyMycQE7CX/s1864/IMG_8624.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1448" data-original-width="1864" height="498" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj__2joRlTJJlBUOSpwAtz3omaDuzToC_xe4WrwY1LdIJEdq_cio2-dVpKoS5L08-xwEcc5NmvNEyKsVYcx44t_GzXiYeUeKu_-k5Zdta9fWGSP8dXaxnvGwFflcYvJtFX_-KfSqy9T9l3YD8HjV8GAl2WRZkoCP3bE8Fhv_XhhFT7OJiNyMycQE7CX/w640-h498/IMG_8624.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Jungfrau glacier</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh83mlRhvIS-JBxQjhURFNiwJxqxiC8PHpjqg_av4hbyImnLVt8a8jVf2LaydYdLSoUTOKE8NMzXOk8ZV8UvAiZOpr9yeo6CkHvLbS2w-fGV2VY-9Ia2Uy8QO9rczgCq-pOFl_WfrzyFXxGYNXlbufcrpkXnUcR4jIdTAYuT3_9qsvlWHJGh7x1XAb9/s2588/IMG_8625.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2082" data-original-width="2588" height="514" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh83mlRhvIS-JBxQjhURFNiwJxqxiC8PHpjqg_av4hbyImnLVt8a8jVf2LaydYdLSoUTOKE8NMzXOk8ZV8UvAiZOpr9yeo6CkHvLbS2w-fGV2VY-9Ia2Uy8QO9rczgCq-pOFl_WfrzyFXxGYNXlbufcrpkXnUcR4jIdTAYuT3_9qsvlWHJGh7x1XAb9/w640-h514/IMG_8625.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Interlaken showing the Jungfrau</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8tO5NIZx8RNmVZwKhxqYk99PNDM9tX6iX6GRUz_JdRgp08mWrM5FmU0iKQ9RLnJad-L1z6bSqucMqCR-n_8nsjEyk2MtB3JCe9tOOIBKZgqgj1EMHbfQAHuZf0dBJ_s8e8sSGzPrrTwy24uX_3FxDdDnWmT31g4fBWWXX2pNaG8lOhD6MaS0wuZIB/s2511/IMG_8626.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2054" data-original-width="2511" height="524" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8tO5NIZx8RNmVZwKhxqYk99PNDM9tX6iX6GRUz_JdRgp08mWrM5FmU0iKQ9RLnJad-L1z6bSqucMqCR-n_8nsjEyk2MtB3JCe9tOOIBKZgqgj1EMHbfQAHuZf0dBJ_s8e8sSGzPrrTwy24uX_3FxDdDnWmT31g4fBWWXX2pNaG8lOhD6MaS0wuZIB/w640-h524/IMG_8626.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">At the top of the Jungfrau, Switz.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd4ZmIg4Y-lxGHri7qEnUdcu23GLupfsogPmsB3LAdCwL5rafUp9K9Z5hJLkDovPqJdyT9IozhSbYrpxcm2z8BwLZNbIlOZTVV4HXJ35SdQwI16kMR5JA8IIUyssaGPpyYvQKI2gyWFEwcOJsNbHkPcLxR5S4GjFftBbWhz1fhvOl0VJhI1_ycaTBH/s3109/IMG_8627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2017" data-original-width="3109" height="416" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd4ZmIg4Y-lxGHri7qEnUdcu23GLupfsogPmsB3LAdCwL5rafUp9K9Z5hJLkDovPqJdyT9IozhSbYrpxcm2z8BwLZNbIlOZTVV4HXJ35SdQwI16kMR5JA8IIUyssaGPpyYvQKI2gyWFEwcOJsNbHkPcLxR5S4GjFftBbWhz1fhvOl0VJhI1_ycaTBH/w640-h416/IMG_8627.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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These lantern slides are the blending of her loves of both travel and photography.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYfKS1475-AUdHLedxdPmwT0Ai52UiD5CmiFjEcYOWOzUsOiHwiygQT1fn3N4PAX16E5PdKv1Il3PWBvqJHl5GiZ_BRA1xEvbkmhzq_GCDQmc07xZvK48b4a9EVze90nPcSi8k7H-Y2hredCBlxlZY2p5YUdr25BJ0cbzbqmeJQfLbBKd_4kGjQkzT/s3259/IMG_8629.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2672" data-original-width="3259" height="524" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYfKS1475-AUdHLedxdPmwT0Ai52UiD5CmiFjEcYOWOzUsOiHwiygQT1fn3N4PAX16E5PdKv1Il3PWBvqJHl5GiZ_BRA1xEvbkmhzq_GCDQmc07xZvK48b4a9EVze90nPcSi8k7H-Y2hredCBlxlZY2p5YUdr25BJ0cbzbqmeJQfLbBKd_4kGjQkzT/w640-h524/IMG_8629.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdn10JQpCNnj47Cfv7AsTBgyD4aU5AKKu6BSl3zTxi1Uwn1tcSC9m1FVahTWyUlhQikwUyjseVNPwuFh6uNcWpE8TKSwiuu-z03ydttTWbPSvbvK-SxA-gbkzDOyaMhmxeLxkV87C1z3rKzQSBbGM4FAksJn3ZLAE-JX7J5M8KxW2lvBID77qaRmFG/s2458/IMG_8630.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw2d8jvXazVp2g8lq9dKWjZg8toTDcYBQIXvSj_uAQze9rdJaqLtx4jCzG-bAH4yjOoeHrZbkLT4TzRVHL7QRFgLRAIZJBAoc_1q2b5dT93nBBjdhESvq2AdVr0xLM5hvpVyKymvidFk_b-4Dx4eLm1F_lltdqht4_ixiS4XK9jhIc5sPt8SC0oiUh/s2381/IMG_8645.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2381" data-original-width="1904" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw2d8jvXazVp2g8lq9dKWjZg8toTDcYBQIXvSj_uAQze9rdJaqLtx4jCzG-bAH4yjOoeHrZbkLT4TzRVHL7QRFgLRAIZJBAoc_1q2b5dT93nBBjdhESvq2AdVr0xLM5hvpVyKymvidFk_b-4Dx4eLm1F_lltdqht4_ixiS4XK9jhIc5sPt8SC0oiUh/w512-h640/IMG_8645.JPG" width="512" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Lake Como</div><p><br /></p>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711776825293238093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876403528262108896.post-40645772304589662432022-12-04T07:30:00.002-06:002022-12-07T21:46:34.273-06:00Bell Bakery and the I.O.O.F. Building<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Every Christmas when I make date filled cookies, I think back to the first year I made them to take to my grandmother's house for the holidays. I had never heard of them and was planning on surprising her, assuming that she hadn't heard of them either. But it was me who was surprised when she said, “Oh! Filled cookies! My dad made those at his bakery, and they were so good that people would come from miles around to get them.” My disappointment about the spoiled surprised was quickly overshadowed by the realization that my great-grandpa Pete had been a baker and had baked the same cookies I just had. I knew little about him at that time, but that conversation with my grandmother would begin to change that.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvsBv5QmVYTnrpV4EBNiPr0XW73GFlx5gAZo23t4FL5z8sOSzXUW_9jlhyHLmFVbCg7LxwkTx8WwLAVW3bdBPUkeSfVFkRISRbO0rIlYLy3-lJWZOeK6UWKbOv91QtOziEUyhRE3G-MeqJhz6rP9kK3awrvxeOnn5U8sNN109sVIO4BfIa4oreuMQs/s602/YoungPete_Fixed.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="602" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvsBv5QmVYTnrpV4EBNiPr0XW73GFlx5gAZo23t4FL5z8sOSzXUW_9jlhyHLmFVbCg7LxwkTx8WwLAVW3bdBPUkeSfVFkRISRbO0rIlYLy3-lJWZOeK6UWKbOv91QtOziEUyhRE3G-MeqJhz6rP9kK3awrvxeOnn5U8sNN109sVIO4BfIa4oreuMQs/s320/YoungPete_Fixed.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;">Peter Christensen immigrated from Denmark in 1900 at the age of 17, destined for Council Bluffs, Iowa. He learned the baking trade in Omaha, Nebraska and worked in the trade for several years in Council Bluffs. He met Clarence Bell, a bakery owner of Missouri Valley, Iowa. The two men decided to go into business together and for reasons unknown focused on purchasing the City Bakery in Huron, South Dakota. Neither of the men had any known connection to Huron, but this particular bakery had changed hands several times in the two previous years so perhaps they felt this would be a good investment. They sealed the deal on City Bakery on September 23, 1908 and immediately began making improvements.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_HXbxsPYuIPoN8avQUisZWmJmDibTFmlehUqEydLob5hpRqSFY0zDrFEv8MtvChDR0qtKrlCI4hHWe-PPt98126_vACETzsODrI7rEu2eujbZFBBPlcaI_0vsc3RnqezSJULu9furhrP0j12No0cwhJxpWFupsU7zOlsiK2r8te-KvYy4pFUTRTZ8/s1820/EarlyBellBakerBuilding-Colorized-Enhanced.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1302" data-original-width="1820" height="458" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_HXbxsPYuIPoN8avQUisZWmJmDibTFmlehUqEydLob5hpRqSFY0zDrFEv8MtvChDR0qtKrlCI4hHWe-PPt98126_vACETzsODrI7rEu2eujbZFBBPlcaI_0vsc3RnqezSJULu9furhrP0j12No0cwhJxpWFupsU7zOlsiK2r8te-KvYy4pFUTRTZ8/w640-h458/EarlyBellBakerBuilding-Colorized-Enhanced.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The original wood-frame Bell Bakery shop, just to the left of the Costain Building. This is the 300 block of Dakota Ave. South.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Clarence Bell and his wife Tilda purchased a home in Huron, and Peter Christensen lived above the bakery until his marriage two years later. Bell and Christensen made improvements to the wood frame building, including a new oven and an expansion to the building, both in 1910. Bell handled the business affairs, while Christensen handled the baking operations.</span></p><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhysi7ilnZ3BlaNF_2BgeLUA2of2AcHM7F6uOOpzbCEaIJux1QVx2LSSBuvCGPo7tDCKFTTOhNp_wyUYJNyOwjAw5nqIq9QEFxBZLz2Ybx0oFb4oPRg3kjmy1XIbSNNdnf34XVCTcjbTJtFTeRYB84wZzO786OaBdH6lSIcCgK34rBgqHtdh4HLmASL/s607/Ad_1910_3.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="448" data-original-width="607" height="472" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhysi7ilnZ3BlaNF_2BgeLUA2of2AcHM7F6uOOpzbCEaIJux1QVx2LSSBuvCGPo7tDCKFTTOhNp_wyUYJNyOwjAw5nqIq9QEFxBZLz2Ybx0oFb4oPRg3kjmy1XIbSNNdnf34XVCTcjbTJtFTeRYB84wZzO786OaBdH6lSIcCgK34rBgqHtdh4HLmASL/w640-h472/Ad_1910_3.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A Bell Bakery advertisement from 1910 in a Huron newspaper</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><span style="font-size: medium;">In 1914, plans were made for a new I.O.O.F. building, three stories in height, to be built right where Bell Bakery stood. The new building was to be built of brown vitrified brick trimmed with cream colored Bedford limestone, 50 feet in width and 115 feet long. The existing bakery building, meanwhile, was moved nearby (behind the Marvin Hughitt Hotel), allowing the business to continue to operate during the construction process. But the move didn't go smoothly. “The Bell Bakery is now comfortably located on Fourth street just off the avenue, after a somewhat tempestuous journey across the street and around the corner. The building held together very well, until nearly in place, when a section of the south wall bulged badly. This will not, however, be a serious matter, as it was braced up at once,” wrote the local newspaper. Construction of the new building was to begin immediately.</span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH7blhgnQQRQR9MPuek0obkaL0BgFXjiJWODSI80M5-5-tEXnVygM7xVFV8Xtht5X1bCxCHRb-Z44yz27OqL71r3tMCFllTXC8DTKeD7cFW1v2MoyulB-mCpvqRzZWO3p4TXu1Lt4zIDYqcwb6vZ1I9HAuLl4xMaD4CBrrXtBQzvsiAGUd9tKYkYzO/s673/BellOriginalBldg_4thSt.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="465" data-original-width="673" height="442" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH7blhgnQQRQR9MPuek0obkaL0BgFXjiJWODSI80M5-5-tEXnVygM7xVFV8Xtht5X1bCxCHRb-Z44yz27OqL71r3tMCFllTXC8DTKeD7cFW1v2MoyulB-mCpvqRzZWO3p4TXu1Lt4zIDYqcwb6vZ1I9HAuLl4xMaD4CBrrXtBQzvsiAGUd9tKYkYzO/w640-h442/BellOriginalBldg_4thSt.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The two-story wood frame Bell Bakery building at its "new" location on Fourth street, west of the Marvin Hughitt. The building would later be sold and moved again.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW68klzOqPh2bY-oaNFvSau3u-sPRvh66J-S-269EMdiasTeOx87EGlyIKaqpK_xDFbwQfZJwkuUpiPhCfnlfepEJM7sPZa76KVnLlEyUOtZyz5maGfTXOXyHp20vIk5kWgAbQXmLiJ82H6faLUh1RJSiiImXt-POCaIatwTJkPM2RO2_5D33pVeaW/s1540/IOOFBLDG_400dpi_cropped.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1540" data-original-width="1220" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW68klzOqPh2bY-oaNFvSau3u-sPRvh66J-S-269EMdiasTeOx87EGlyIKaqpK_xDFbwQfZJwkuUpiPhCfnlfepEJM7sPZa76KVnLlEyUOtZyz5maGfTXOXyHp20vIk5kWgAbQXmLiJ82H6faLUh1RJSiiImXt-POCaIatwTJkPM2RO2_5D33pVeaW/w318-h400/IOOFBLDG_400dpi_cropped.jpg" width="318" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;">By mid-October the I.O.O.F. Building was near completion. Bell Bakery would occupy the southernmost main floor store front (340 Dakota Ave.), and Mills Grocery the north store front. Offices and some Odd Fellow reading rooms would occupy the second floor. A large 50' square lodge hall was to be at the front of the 3rd floor with dining rooms and a kitchen among other things in the remainder of the space. Bell's new space was completed in early December 1914. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">An addition was constructed to the bakery space, giving it a length of 165 feet. The front portion of the bakery was a “very handsome” sales room with display cases designed for keeping the baked goods from drying out. The shop was located to the rear and was outfitted with modern equipment and machinery.</span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDjpJGLu0asSrBTfV7GYOYiR3fjGZhYCW9ky7UqESszqZA4xLvYRi9FujV0BXSNj2DEmitmY0WGtz8KKz2-SfmxHTA0BbXMf6ccaDHcTLTqe5bFwfLCxM6tweBn0Aur8ln67KNaJrXophIl-mdCeWndhDrqKn65WqS8Fe3RNcEpD8cSOQcz-jMaOof/s1000/BakeryMen1_fixed4.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="613" data-original-width="1000" height="392" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDjpJGLu0asSrBTfV7GYOYiR3fjGZhYCW9ky7UqESszqZA4xLvYRi9FujV0BXSNj2DEmitmY0WGtz8KKz2-SfmxHTA0BbXMf6ccaDHcTLTqe5bFwfLCxM6tweBn0Aur8ln67KNaJrXophIl-mdCeWndhDrqKn65WqS8Fe3RNcEpD8cSOQcz-jMaOof/w640-h392/BakeryMen1_fixed4.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bell Bakery workers. Pete Christensen is 2nd from right; to his left is his brother, Soren Christensen, who was learning the baking trade from his brother.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-LVNzvyt2KlLcZqeiUwl2DNAr4Q9lpiA59QBM_qDXdfUI6W2aliqJZMCMFAWn4FKre4CuprR9HwG9EargprMuqXHlLqa-FS3RZ5yEZI2BGf6zDm88OApLrn63BJothQX6mTuEamfPjbVB9t2xfNgnwChmCvfUbTf5DtCATNvXpYCKg91RGcoirPEM/s1000/Pete's%20Bakery.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="686" data-original-width="1000" height="440" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-LVNzvyt2KlLcZqeiUwl2DNAr4Q9lpiA59QBM_qDXdfUI6W2aliqJZMCMFAWn4FKre4CuprR9HwG9EargprMuqXHlLqa-FS3RZ5yEZI2BGf6zDm88OApLrn63BJothQX6mTuEamfPjbVB9t2xfNgnwChmCvfUbTf5DtCATNvXpYCKg91RGcoirPEM/w640-h440/Pete's%20Bakery.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Inside the bakery; Pete Christensen at left.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXvc57jBI9hlmgRKkEWejH08_4kX1iQK_UcyCht-qXxoT-XFrEG2lw5J0flFNoeIvMKGzWhVvFSthmlw-wvjMwMfxCXd4buVV1XsCiSvczuiurVBWNfPfI_du5HDP7kxqtfvpUSKA8TnaYk9QecWp2mLMwIkB9b2f3F40sypflEaf09xj0tqGfasDs/s1123/Recipe8.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1123" data-original-width="802" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXvc57jBI9hlmgRKkEWejH08_4kX1iQK_UcyCht-qXxoT-XFrEG2lw5J0flFNoeIvMKGzWhVvFSthmlw-wvjMwMfxCXd4buVV1XsCiSvczuiurVBWNfPfI_du5HDP7kxqtfvpUSKA8TnaYk9QecWp2mLMwIkB9b2f3F40sypflEaf09xj0tqGfasDs/w286-h400/Recipe8.jpg" width="286" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pete's handwritten recipe for Cream Puffs, courtesy of Ree Lyons.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><span style="font-size: medium;">In 1920, Pete sold his interest in the bakery to Erwin G. Schmidt and purchased a farm southwest of Huron. He farmed until 1946 when he retired, sold his farm and moved to Gardena, California. He passed away in 1960. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span>Erwin Schmidt eventually purchased Clarence Bell's interest in the bakery as well and conducted the business until 1950, </span><span>when it was closed in an involuntary bankruptcy proceeding. The equipment was sold to a Mitchell restaurant, and the Singer Sewing Machine company then took over the vacant store space.</span></span></p><div><br /></div>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711776825293238093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876403528262108896.post-42172921264067949552022-12-02T12:59:00.003-06:002022-12-02T12:59:00.160-06:00The Photography of Louise French - Album 3 - Italy<p> In an <a href="http://ancestorsoup.blogspot.com/2022/11/historical-lantern-slides-from-huron.html" target="_blank">earlier blog post</a> I told the story of the glass lantern slides that Huron College Latin professor Louise French had made. These lantern slides are the blending of her loves of both travel and photography.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDY08xuWNOld-FEXKKScattJ1Lh6tvqKIvhwLIE_R2jD_So6c-X9K-Voh71YBZcfZ0WMd2rTisLExsjiQC5J6qaTSeJgAdhUZsfeUuZoyNwJKQpqvVENmRW4ElKIsWB6aTS7Xh_G5KQOEfEbbeHvV4aDGrU1Ds-fCiKhnTGaNPPN_z3moYc4mKpbFA/s3505/IMG_8611.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2809" data-original-width="3505" height="512" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDY08xuWNOld-FEXKKScattJ1Lh6tvqKIvhwLIE_R2jD_So6c-X9K-Voh71YBZcfZ0WMd2rTisLExsjiQC5J6qaTSeJgAdhUZsfeUuZoyNwJKQpqvVENmRW4ElKIsWB6aTS7Xh_G5KQOEfEbbeHvV4aDGrU1Ds-fCiKhnTGaNPPN_z3moYc4mKpbFA/w640-h512/IMG_8611.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigUy-B7JbFbQ9T5ITjHRt6jmckNZfaRKZ2v9uiy9dKyYNZiMREgpTx34uIZfHiV5lB51grbrMMZfh851uXzpPj-DRdDa6eGUJYqBl4z6LnMQAUGGToSnXLCFZVMF1CsPD7mUCRHDKpnfYxmdUQUrwYyNHzifL4vMIODPTVpbg6XUQ3RWHGTRff_SGn/s1961/IMG_8612.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1646" data-original-width="1961" height="538" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigUy-B7JbFbQ9T5ITjHRt6jmckNZfaRKZ2v9uiy9dKyYNZiMREgpTx34uIZfHiV5lB51grbrMMZfh851uXzpPj-DRdDa6eGUJYqBl4z6LnMQAUGGToSnXLCFZVMF1CsPD7mUCRHDKpnfYxmdUQUrwYyNHzifL4vMIODPTVpbg6XUQ3RWHGTRff_SGn/w640-h538/IMG_8612.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">House of the Vettii, Pompeii</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIDdITcVBVv2de5t6j7_70EAmBaX2cXy5sbVyACzSSy45yT6WiRhoilUSuDwAiRA0ru397tFecLQFr8LFn3Z1U9zVQ59NJdUaytLnIwnndFXapXg8wHn8pMFbvMiHiywidn5PPRga_6RJ-L283EZ2UbzBrrIxu8Dqh2F8Vbpmfqljl5GnxO3L0PsU6/s2309/IMG_8613.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2018" data-original-width="2309" height="560" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIDdITcVBVv2de5t6j7_70EAmBaX2cXy5sbVyACzSSy45yT6WiRhoilUSuDwAiRA0ru397tFecLQFr8LFn3Z1U9zVQ59NJdUaytLnIwnndFXapXg8wHn8pMFbvMiHiywidn5PPRga_6RJ-L283EZ2UbzBrrIxu8Dqh2F8Vbpmfqljl5GnxO3L0PsU6/w640-h560/IMG_8613.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The Forum, Rome</div><div><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1593" data-original-width="2143" height="476" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-EMim5Vc2j4qdNWgMxlGbiNYfsqQjGdIaALNrNX1j461bXkdVkHGBjcNnns7joLbZgkq83qRVxXfjAqmU_HTvtYEsmkiz4y-hthlon4wv2W52y9VpxRMzwPplne32pEjXi3Or3bZqvuwcjlr0Lj32e_zi4Wf801Kw8YTJtLvQzzy_EyEX9EC9gZ42/w640-h476/IMG_8615.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Beautiful Sorrento from boat on Med.</div><div><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQHGBANJMmF8HOVheUJ5OXfmnjiOO01aNrRWOm8rjHcAnGQzYGPclgqwofSPP8qJBJAufc73PtHYA5ymV9hV4wtk6ypg8fq4QjJSr0vJUjf5ThmtFQvMdCLaJhSTj2EE8tr9lgbRyYGbelat4aMe_O7AWHx1H3ls1aVvFoFOH_O5YbzWPOMxCxsZkj/s2240/IMG_8616.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1742" data-original-width="2240" height="498" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQHGBANJMmF8HOVheUJ5OXfmnjiOO01aNrRWOm8rjHcAnGQzYGPclgqwofSPP8qJBJAufc73PtHYA5ymV9hV4wtk6ypg8fq4QjJSr0vJUjf5ThmtFQvMdCLaJhSTj2EE8tr9lgbRyYGbelat4aMe_O7AWHx1H3ls1aVvFoFOH_O5YbzWPOMxCxsZkj/w640-h498/IMG_8616.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Wall enclosing temple grounds, Paestum, Italy</div><div><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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These lantern slides are the blending of her loves of both travel and photography.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2CezZtJW-U-9Nsw2nkFgT2lCmWW6mDppfuvh6wOcORR-iY6tuXvVFBpCRRjNxdoDJ1UWbzThfolcATZT-_Ov3bUwI1JnQ2xUy9CCWGZtK7s62mPXnV-7INF4r9RGjrwltR5U4Txo1YphLfO2dhrTI-Nw9m1cXdbzslnHAL_pEnkdWs-67DD-z5EUQ/s3517/IMG_8610.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2608" data-original-width="3517" height="237" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2CezZtJW-U-9Nsw2nkFgT2lCmWW6mDppfuvh6wOcORR-iY6tuXvVFBpCRRjNxdoDJ1UWbzThfolcATZT-_Ov3bUwI1JnQ2xUy9CCWGZtK7s62mPXnV-7INF4r9RGjrwltR5U4Txo1YphLfO2dhrTI-Nw9m1cXdbzslnHAL_pEnkdWs-67DD-z5EUQ/s320/IMG_8610.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0A0zSnaERQ2YZ4w9LtrCc1Mfe7zRfJ8ut22W2YSce0KDgv5dKW13rnq5CIuZlEWpKZ6rmuAtSnJegsWKQSfTdGQ1d4x68eCIVebfU86VwPOeDBAfg9MC7rq6Nqok0zwMGNoPPGRy8iLP16ea0sL0PxUJ6O_6mrPkIcEdnXxCbtuhYKmV_u1XHvmnW/s2111/IMG_8597.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; 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These lantern slides are the blending of her loves of both travel and photography.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgteeuj2QqLGPQvQ5ob7DPHgInGTw8oak4dEZ0bfnQzcN8RN0vGVU3UDR0NE-F5_Ihx1f_TQGhXyU2jNbQgLi0e-dujgWPSmCEvNkRRyCAbH2PghD02KJRQrEKBgqh8B31pW23ZGwiJfiKGyPBC1WsncwJ_8yVdTOOjqNu_z73FoMAVyN8JAoqQ0qoQ/s2048/315719894_10229410098464794_6207731510208711396_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1636" data-original-width="2048" height="512" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgteeuj2QqLGPQvQ5ob7DPHgInGTw8oak4dEZ0bfnQzcN8RN0vGVU3UDR0NE-F5_Ihx1f_TQGhXyU2jNbQgLi0e-dujgWPSmCEvNkRRyCAbH2PghD02KJRQrEKBgqh8B31pW23ZGwiJfiKGyPBC1WsncwJ_8yVdTOOjqNu_z73FoMAVyN8JAoqQ0qoQ/w640-h512/315719894_10229410098464794_6207731510208711396_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>St. Efflam in the Brittany region of Côtes-d'Armor in France.<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqHsb--NGmEfOUWPTvfvgdohzDBJxc9SgdoIVPSmFPSYSApxkgzyxMki3P4TbOfpbc8QXTaoUNuYCGxnZVQtByuytWAuwhuqmSfc-okVrYLkQ1LMFSMqwGUAm932-mgkNjZrLoCK5mOqx-TNOoPFF9XQVkp_TAQ7MUrRwRudi1TF4n0cFmKSe_nuWs/s965/voorhees.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="609" data-original-width="965" height="404" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqHsb--NGmEfOUWPTvfvgdohzDBJxc9SgdoIVPSmFPSYSApxkgzyxMki3P4TbOfpbc8QXTaoUNuYCGxnZVQtByuytWAuwhuqmSfc-okVrYLkQ1LMFSMqwGUAm932-mgkNjZrLoCK5mOqx-TNOoPFF9XQVkp_TAQ7MUrRwRudi1TF4n0cFmKSe_nuWs/w640-h404/voorhees.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Voorhees Hall</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p></p><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The heart of Huron College, Voorhees Hall, along with other college buildings had their contents auctioned off and were demolished. I loved that building; you could feel the 103 years of history as you walked through it. I always regretted that I was not there for the auction, just to get a small piece of it. I missed it. But my dad didn't.</p><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSXZM4Z5x1-mw1-OPTKSISSqVJw7hMP-xa8lG-t0TqaNW_hapPxydJnLomPEa_ATSgo8wULMRihk1OC-OMaDHOUshW3SXSeZfV82grsP4shNFuCbwR-lI2En0yiRKEVM65sRGwsYglPpnErUejxocPEXP7O_wDi9T2geH6XjZxkbFlmPJswdIHiorU/s500/1Whole%20Mess.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="342" data-original-width="500" height="219" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSXZM4Z5x1-mw1-OPTKSISSqVJw7hMP-xa8lG-t0TqaNW_hapPxydJnLomPEa_ATSgo8wULMRihk1OC-OMaDHOUshW3SXSeZfV82grsP4shNFuCbwR-lI2En0yiRKEVM65sRGwsYglPpnErUejxocPEXP7O_wDi9T2geH6XjZxkbFlmPJswdIHiorU/w320-h219/1Whole%20Mess.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Recently, he offered me a large collection of glass slides he had purchased at the auction – about 300 of them stored in plastic shoeboxes, with about 70 more in other small boxes. I happily took them, and quickly discovered they were “Lantern slides” - positive photographic images put onto a piece of glass and covered by a second piece of glass, bound on all sides with black paper tape. Inside the boxes with the slides were some other items – many pictures of classic art that had been cut out and mounted on pieces of cardboard, some small boxes and an old envelope that had been used as scratch paper. All in all, these were reminiscent of materials that might have been used by a teacher. There were a couple of clues as to who these items belonged to and how old they might be – the back of one of the cardboard mountings had some writing referring to an insurance check from 1932, and the envelope had “Louise French, 510 Nebraska SW” written on it. A quick check of the 1930 census showed Louise French as a roomer at this address, along with her occupation of teacher at the college. Bingo!<p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Another item I received from my dad was a small cabinet with drawers like a card catalog. As I was cleaning it up, I noticed most of the drawers were labeled:</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMDz-VQcF80cq-agFAThte0cUb7TOssxxLfcYfl65vPUAiNlpNtTW3ahuitxg8uQkWMZryyHb6N0jx8btpdjHOiO0OHvpTC28Wznzc8NK2kdVyB7kq5Qr3W2_ixmCa_rt48hrD-xwU90RvFhYXhtTb8pKpN_2zMmrYA7r0HqixeQ-950_PjaYkoIhy/s500/1cardcatalog1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="347" data-original-width="500" height="278" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMDz-VQcF80cq-agFAThte0cUb7TOssxxLfcYfl65vPUAiNlpNtTW3ahuitxg8uQkWMZryyHb6N0jx8btpdjHOiO0OHvpTC28Wznzc8NK2kdVyB7kq5Qr3W2_ixmCa_rt48hrD-xwU90RvFhYXhtTb8pKpN_2zMmrYA7r0HqixeQ-950_PjaYkoIhy/w400-h278/1cardcatalog1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6QT8WW5bok7CkASR8_2wCCVZm4okN-AejJ89wXOL9YlZ8PmlS2kFHquNltZWeJ0Buk_Aq3yPd2BC1SGfgYgPZ9ESynHIdcS2pt4S7fkn8iKZcKiXS-w5aSuiLsnf-o16670OuVpxhEW0-u6laNKgRFo4_zn3y1pasGQxHVroqysNyKC5XV9DFx_kk/s500/1Cardcatalog2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="282" data-original-width="500" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6QT8WW5bok7CkASR8_2wCCVZm4okN-AejJ89wXOL9YlZ8PmlS2kFHquNltZWeJ0Buk_Aq3yPd2BC1SGfgYgPZ9ESynHIdcS2pt4S7fkn8iKZcKiXS-w5aSuiLsnf-o16670OuVpxhEW0-u6laNKgRFo4_zn3y1pasGQxHVroqysNyKC5XV9DFx_kk/w400-h225/1Cardcatalog2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzvDic7yJiArksKInJ0s4qTUiErQ8bFpkqnZuVKUsoCCGs7s-FR_-eerdcqbAOxK5Id61z4DGWrgd1gU3srLMyjXNGsjGSaggLKhKVtAJAJth8lCVStcM4NGh9FnWeXtsuZK4Dj3F8xgBJkiBCbcHKxcCD9824Pai_msIecxsVNuvt7TzeCJVdDa9A/s500/1CardCatalog3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="325" data-original-width="500" height="260" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzvDic7yJiArksKInJ0s4qTUiErQ8bFpkqnZuVKUsoCCGs7s-FR_-eerdcqbAOxK5Id61z4DGWrgd1gU3srLMyjXNGsjGSaggLKhKVtAJAJth8lCVStcM4NGh9FnWeXtsuZK4Dj3F8xgBJkiBCbcHKxcCD9824Pai_msIecxsVNuvt7TzeCJVdDa9A/w400-h260/1CardCatalog3.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQOrSisn0dJ0S8CwfNJm1JL1DqpvK5d8FI8ywZfR_Qz5DI0xwRK00Q5oMERS0UWN_oYzeGm8ybeZRs44Twm1yd8OwRk_r8pdbkmP3iWJr68wosqI7CTEsGanGGOnz3L7oBGz3Xnd7CJI59scihRe1NwDR2nBGgj8NnlFozUeefCet0cXf8_N2YY8iO/s257/1catalog.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="257" data-original-width="185" height="257" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQOrSisn0dJ0S8CwfNJm1JL1DqpvK5d8FI8ywZfR_Qz5DI0xwRK00Q5oMERS0UWN_oYzeGm8ybeZRs44Twm1yd8OwRk_r8pdbkmP3iWJr68wosqI7CTEsGanGGOnz3L7oBGz3Xnd7CJI59scihRe1NwDR2nBGgj8NnlFozUeefCet0cXf8_N2YY8iO/s1600/1catalog.jpg" width="185" /></a></div><br />I suspect these slides were owned and donated by Miss French to Huron College after her retirement. Some of the glass slides apparently had been ordered from commercial companies (see catalogs at left). I suspect that Miss French also made some of these lantern slides herself. Two of the small cardboard boxes among the slides are labeled, “Thin Cover Glass for Lantern Slides” and "Eastman Lantern Slide Plates," both ordered from Eastman Kodak company. For whatever reason, some of her lantern slides were never mounted, and the boxes are labeled as such. <div><br /></div><div><br /><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghl4dHx_AXLqDIJ-g5Ny5GY0aQb1PtRnPLJAgVwGKpPhG925tmGU2TKMketQ12zRAxfPiEDxp0-BINxrkmhWmkx8gjR1KEB0ZNk8OUZ0O1RwV9Bwgqbxe2ByiTn-b7hTENwhhCFlR0kXbWjh80QgghZlF7PrB6Uv5yq5KlgX5N3tVN5jNE7A64DmJ1/s517/Combo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="260" data-original-width="517" height="322" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghl4dHx_AXLqDIJ-g5Ny5GY0aQb1PtRnPLJAgVwGKpPhG925tmGU2TKMketQ12zRAxfPiEDxp0-BINxrkmhWmkx8gjR1KEB0ZNk8OUZ0O1RwV9Bwgqbxe2ByiTn-b7hTENwhhCFlR0kXbWjh80QgghZlF7PrB6Uv5yq5KlgX5N3tVN5jNE7A64DmJ1/w640-h322/Combo.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGPGqopza-9jTyEJaoGNPhlkOOamWYbgHjab6EQxqRDfv9ouaMGZ-YBuu0LrUz5QYwAoQpqgJ7LmadXVe4f9oTwZ3dmdopEmrq1_uvhwt9CrPsfMRLFcQtQftgC3ouvnrZkNIm8qXauiPJ-AdwFuUyF2WhiMpHane9uKLjf9TUbh6igw9YZfeLoGpb/s261/Louise2.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="261" data-original-width="178" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGPGqopza-9jTyEJaoGNPhlkOOamWYbgHjab6EQxqRDfv9ouaMGZ-YBuu0LrUz5QYwAoQpqgJ7LmadXVe4f9oTwZ3dmdopEmrq1_uvhwt9CrPsfMRLFcQtQftgC3ouvnrZkNIm8qXauiPJ-AdwFuUyF2WhiMpHane9uKLjf9TUbh6igw9YZfeLoGpb/w273-h400/Louise2.jpg" width="273" /></a></div>Louise French was born in Buckhannon, West Virginia on October 29, 1865, to Rev. Charles P. and Mary (Brown) French. The couple had three children, their son being a president of Huron College, Dr. Calvin French. Miss French taught at Huron High School for ten years before teaching Latin and fine art at Huron College for twenty-five years after that. Among her hobbies were travel and photography. <br /><br />I</span>n 1909 she was one of the winners of a contest put on by the Sioux Falls Argus Leader; the prize was a trip to Colorado, which would be her second trip to the state. She would make a third trip to the area in 1929. There she took numerous photos that ended up as lantern slides. <br /><br />She took a 3 month trip overseas visiting Holland, Austria, Germany, Belgium Switzerland, Italy, France, the British Isles, and Greece. She departed at the port of New York aboard the S.S. La France on June 29, 1922. Lantern slides labeled Italy, 1922 are among her collection. She was able to make two overseas trips in her years at Huron College.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO9chuakDF126uyf963owhx-H8_TTIU92FdGnicPfWGUJQ3ePyrEpTPSVxiHC7EGbY82w-L_LYAdGqfxeJVL1jau-sF73HuQKU_Zf-lEMi5z-YOYqoRI4Ls7n9XuyfPP2sw4jXRPRY4tIKSRD-O09MiwhGsAryrt-xd5Nhn-WojnV6R9dTE_XoSm8o/s980/1ColoradoCombo.jpg"><img border="0" data-original-height="375" data-original-width="980" height="244" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO9chuakDF126uyf963owhx-H8_TTIU92FdGnicPfWGUJQ3ePyrEpTPSVxiHC7EGbY82w-L_LYAdGqfxeJVL1jau-sF73HuQKU_Zf-lEMi5z-YOYqoRI4Ls7n9XuyfPP2sw4jXRPRY4tIKSRD-O09MiwhGsAryrt-xd5Nhn-WojnV6R9dTE_XoSm8o/w640-h244/1ColoradoCombo.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div>A sampling of Louise French's lantern slides from her travels<br /><div>Above: Arapahoe glacier (L), Big Thompson Canyon, Colorado</div><div>Below: Goats on the street of Naples (L); Fishermen</div></div></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQEVPncj3q4zWBTyPXr_njCh27voGDT6o9UYuNOHW-ExUbEi_x0q6D4QLU_sCyfv3ObR1G9mhODLq9GukofBjfCZWJBZYdEDPC9L21OoHz55b-5FrwTrCTiI81a5m41c6cvTkYbUiASLUwdmcwQUAXr3m70gybJ-SGc82AFO7NlV302eYn0Ne5pQ5o/s1034/1EuropeCombo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="429" data-original-width="1034" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQEVPncj3q4zWBTyPXr_njCh27voGDT6o9UYuNOHW-ExUbEi_x0q6D4QLU_sCyfv3ObR1G9mhODLq9GukofBjfCZWJBZYdEDPC9L21OoHz55b-5FrwTrCTiI81a5m41c6cvTkYbUiASLUwdmcwQUAXr3m70gybJ-SGc82AFO7NlV302eYn0Ne5pQ5o/w640-h266/1EuropeCombo.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Outside of her work with the college, she participated in many presentations at various clubs and organizations, usually using her lantern slides to enhance the talks given by local travelers. She assised with talks for the Fortnightly Club, the P.E.O., the Beadle County Historical Society, the Girl Reserves, the Literary Coterie, and many travelogues, using her “projectoscope.” She also educated outside of school, giving talks on “Principles of Kodakery,” such as how to enlarge photos, how to tint photos, and how to make “time exposures.” </div><div><br /></div><div>In addition to her love of travel and photography, Miss French wrote a song long used for many years during Huron College's Pow Wow Days. It was still being used at least 11 years later, and she was given a memory book in appreciation. She also had a poem printed in Pasque Petals, South Dakota's poetry magazine, in 1930. </div><div><br /></div><div><div>On her second tour of Europe, she spent twenty-five days on the Mediterranean sea, a week in Rome, and a visit through north Africa. She also made stops in Switzerland, Germany and France. Many of the photographs from this trip were used to illustrate a new edition of “Horace” being published by Dr. John C, Rolfer of the University of Pennsylvania. </div><div><br /></div><div>The Eastman Kodak company often used Miss French's photos for their advertising. The Bureau of University Travel has also used her photos for their circulars. The Service Bureau for classical teachers in New York procured her negatives to make prints to be used by high school Latin teachers.</div><div><br /></div><div>At the close of the school year in 1939, Louise French retired from teaching. She had served on the faculty of Huron college for 25 years. At an August, 1939 meeting of the Huron College Board of Trustees meeting it was noted, “Miss French's resignation was formally accepted. The committee expressed regret over the veteran instructor's resignation and at the same time voiced sincere appreciation of her excellent services.” She lived in Demarest, Georgia and with her widowed mother, in a home operated by Lois Leech, a former Huron College student. In 1956 she underwent intestinal surgery and passed away shortly thereafter at the age of 90. She was buried in Grand Ridge, Illinois, with her parents.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div>SOURCES:</div><div><br /></div><div>Findagrave.com</div><div>“Lantern Slides” https://www.magiclanternsociety.org/about-magic-lanterns/lantern-slides/</div><div><br /></div><div>Huron, South Dakota City Directories: 1907, 1909, 1922, 1924, 1926, 1928, 1932, 1934, 1938,</div><div><br /></div><div>The Journal-World, Huron, South Dakota, February 21, 1907.</div><div>Dakota Huronite, June 11, 1908; April 29, 1909; July 15, 1909</div><div>Evening Huronite, May 10, 1928; July 30, 1929; July 23, 1929; May 12, 1930; June 7, 1930; September 16, 1930; March 11, 1931; March 28, 1931; October 13, 1931; October 16, 1931; October 18, 1932; November 23, 1932; April 14, 1934; September 27, 1934; April 7, 1936; April 16, 1936; September 24, 1936; February 18, 1937; December 10, 1937; July 27, 1939; August 24, 1939</div><div>Huronite and Daily Plainsman, June 28, 1955; February 22, 1956; February 26, 1956</div><div>Daily Plainsman, July 20, 1960</div><div><br /></div><div>1920 Federal Census</div><div>1930 Federal Census</div><div><br /></div><div>1922 Passport Application, Louise French</div><div>1920 Huron College Wadahupacan Yearbook</div><div>1926 Huron College Rubiyat Yearbook</div><div>1938 Huron College Alphomega</div></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><br /><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p></p><br /></div><br /></div>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711776825293238093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876403528262108896.post-56133233419132114102022-10-30T18:42:00.003-05:002022-10-31T13:02:53.339-05:00Woolworths, Ben Franklin stores of Huron, South Dakota<div><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;">The beginning of Woolworth's in Huron starts with the end of the Weir building. The Weir Building was a small frame building just south of the Costain building on Dakota avenue, between 3rd and 4th streets. Like so many others frame buildings of that era, it was being removed to make way for the more “modern” brick buildings.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR9wNX6XNzgws3qam9Zq6cdd4qyc-_vu1InKkwire-8mY7fSTBjJflCDvw9rJA5mF5GsDtsfqwjmhVZQGXbOsbvSBdYT1NkrISIrJ601Nus72LQpHMP4rdcSvgIGsHdHskXVMXAOPSq7Q50NOsOn0DsTpbNuPBC7n50PQXKiPvIrOCB3dyw7Gz0A3p/s870/01.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="590" data-original-width="870" height="434" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR9wNX6XNzgws3qam9Zq6cdd4qyc-_vu1InKkwire-8mY7fSTBjJflCDvw9rJA5mF5GsDtsfqwjmhVZQGXbOsbvSBdYT1NkrISIrJ601Nus72LQpHMP4rdcSvgIGsHdHskXVMXAOPSq7Q50NOsOn0DsTpbNuPBC7n50PQXKiPvIrOCB3dyw7Gz0A3p/w640-h434/01.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><p align="CENTER" lang="en" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span>Above:
The Costain building, with Bell Bakery to the north (left) and the
Weir building to the south. The Weir building at that time was
occupied by Geo. Mills, Grocer. </span></span>
</p><p align="CENTER" lang="en" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span><br /></span></span></p><p align="CENTER" lang="en" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span><br /></span></span></p></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">The “New Weir building” erected in its place was a two story structure with a basement, and would be rented out to the F. W. Woolworth company for a new 5 and 10 cent general merchandise store. The basement would be used for storage, and the upper floor would have two living quarters.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrfu1r7snF8EhKSd9tJCJNkrciZLLWHjViWabWY_Zfs3F_N0eOQsIqvA-ehsu1KgYoYB7wp55A8sRItTNRxo2IZVbGa8I0XDFmgsANbeoLArFmJ0OQZJMTtm2gOlk70gs-jkCJQc3vPfmRNBtnAexuLnQ6eRQyMCi8_e_uK1Y5q4GCid9qdh6Ir0Zy/s568/02.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><span style="color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="436" data-original-width="568" height="492" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrfu1r7snF8EhKSd9tJCJNkrciZLLWHjViWabWY_Zfs3F_N0eOQsIqvA-ehsu1KgYoYB7wp55A8sRItTNRxo2IZVbGa8I0XDFmgsANbeoLArFmJ0OQZJMTtm2gOlk70gs-jkCJQc3vPfmRNBtnAexuLnQ6eRQyMCi8_e_uK1Y5q4GCid9qdh6Ir0Zy/w640-h492/02.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><p align="CENTER" lang="en" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span>The
red “X” on the side of the building that housed the Woolworth's
store. While it is impossible to read the sign on the storefront,
Woolworth's would have been located in this building at this time.
Bell Bakery, which was 2 buildings north, was moved to make way for
the I.O.O.F. Building.</span></span></p><p align="CENTER" lang="en" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span><br /></span></span></p><p align="CENTER" lang="en" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span><br /></span></span></p></td></tr></tbody></table><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">It
was April of 1916 when the “old” Weir building was moved and
construction began. By August, the new building was complete and
Woolworth's was ready to open its doors to the public. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><br /><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-tobDGSjwid5skt7zQyZGYhHDj5qBMpHzUxg1urt1Oij8djziLpIn9Ar9ozuzbQsv17G5yDGUa0-ozWSX85ssF7gkx2f4jyyIHyMwjYSCeZ401EuD7FDQLq6KzkVhf4VbvE_78-WuPgwZ9jVTMMAEWtsQNBFUbnTsSH3rjXjjQB-8h2njmvId55Lk/s1083/03.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="760" data-original-width="1083" height="450" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-tobDGSjwid5skt7zQyZGYhHDj5qBMpHzUxg1urt1Oij8djziLpIn9Ar9ozuzbQsv17G5yDGUa0-ozWSX85ssF7gkx2f4jyyIHyMwjYSCeZ401EuD7FDQLq6KzkVhf4VbvE_78-WuPgwZ9jVTMMAEWtsQNBFUbnTsSH3rjXjjQB-8h2njmvId55Lk/w640-h450/03.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><p align="CENTER" lang="en" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span>Above:
The Costain building and, to the south (right), what was the “new" Weir building as they are today.</span></span></p></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">One-half block to the north, on the southeast corner of 3rd and Dakota, sat a large ornate brick building, known as the “Hills Block.” Myer's Cigar Store, among other businesses, was located in this building about 1940.</span></div><div><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div><p lang="en" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span><br /></span></span></p><p lang="en" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYgvzLFT2oU4Y_8svK4bDHJbn0R3j2jlFrON4H4xcl2H1lsTb4opobtsfUoOInMQiaAMr03mGiSyB53Eca4iCWUgnYCbnEJYpgffCLh8g6hz6-gAvT8277oE7C1iQWAjQAssryYtFlQJ4U4BCSnz-HTtZ7AK5H7MtFv_Yo-W09VoH0yARS1AYLbJbY/s723/04.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="482" data-original-width="723" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYgvzLFT2oU4Y_8svK4bDHJbn0R3j2jlFrON4H4xcl2H1lsTb4opobtsfUoOInMQiaAMr03mGiSyB53Eca4iCWUgnYCbnEJYpgffCLh8g6hz6-gAvT8277oE7C1iQWAjQAssryYtFlQJ4U4BCSnz-HTtZ7AK5H7MtFv_Yo-W09VoH0yARS1AYLbJbY/w640-h426/04.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr></tbody></table>Above,
from left, on corner of 3<sup>rd</sup> and Dakota: Hill's Block;
Potter shoe store building, Red Arrow building, small one-story
building, I.O.O.F. Building (which housed Bell Bakery), Costain
building, Woolworth's, several small buildings, Masonic Temple/Little
Zee building on corner.<p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;">The Hills Block, a large, ornate
building on 3</span><sup style="font-family: arial;">rd</sup><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"> and Dakota, had two smaller frame
buildings behind it on 3</span><sup style="font-family: arial;">rd</sup><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"> street east – The Palace
Barber Shop and the Nu-Way shop. In 1940, a realty firm from
Minneapolis purchased the property and went forward with their
intention to erect a new building extending over the sites of those
small frame buildings. At the same time, M. A. Myers, proprietor of
the Myers Cigar Store in the Hills Block, asked the city for
permission to move his business and liquor license to the Root Building, one block
north at 252 Dakota S. </span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-8I2XJN-qtWdCAdQB20eWVmE4h6w3Vf7xI79tnGMQJUxhA3aZ74Ux9XhwCnHJEXSrKQBjLP-VRyK_-ExOYsNNUi-E9eFiUarpesfkGTGEe67KZpmqtxeZ_T2G3Sg4zlUkB0J0E1cYd2jDq_Z0dAfItOzVpzDC7eCjI9NQk_r5YWxY39Zkj9Jph-Rd/s523/05.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="253" data-original-width="523" height="194" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-8I2XJN-qtWdCAdQB20eWVmE4h6w3Vf7xI79tnGMQJUxhA3aZ74Ux9XhwCnHJEXSrKQBjLP-VRyK_-ExOYsNNUi-E9eFiUarpesfkGTGEe67KZpmqtxeZ_T2G3Sg4zlUkB0J0E1cYd2jDq_Z0dAfItOzVpzDC7eCjI9NQk_r5YWxY39Zkj9Jph-Rd/w400-h194/05.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">The new building was completed, and
Woolworth's moved into it the following year. Just about 21 years
later, on July 23, 1960, Woolworth's permanently suspended business at the end of
the day. According to the manager at the time, William Fogelstrom,
the company closed that location because it was not considered
adequate for their operation.</span></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5gAYZItg0wloOdHgGF9ukHZa6zwAmX5jFPdPvIerDPLFSTMxSnleHvDXegZr0A2M8MhQEv8sHCuwBCSmyGVIC9NassgWrcgfLqkq6pysioGG2xfw4CG7HUYaqiMkdBm08zQZQQcOuWi5cHXCF6gJsZt9g32qizSmd4n6j5RFdAUqYZiFZrsI_mxsa/s644/06.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="329" data-original-width="644" height="204" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5gAYZItg0wloOdHgGF9ukHZa6zwAmX5jFPdPvIerDPLFSTMxSnleHvDXegZr0A2M8MhQEv8sHCuwBCSmyGVIC9NassgWrcgfLqkq6pysioGG2xfw4CG7HUYaqiMkdBm08zQZQQcOuWi5cHXCF6gJsZt9g32qizSmd4n6j5RFdAUqYZiFZrsI_mxsa/w400-h204/06.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">But the building did not sit vacant
long. On August 1, crews began the process of remodeling the
building with the goal opening a Ben Franklin store. At that
time, Ben Franklin was one of the nation's largest retail
merchandising businesses, with over 2400 independently owned stores.
James Flynn of Redfield announced he would lease the building and
operate the store, hiring 7 salesladies and a stock clerk, hoping to
fill these positions from former Woolworth's employees.</span><p></p></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Many of us have great memories of the
Ben Franklin store. I loved to shop with my grandmother there and
while she picked up her magnetic photo albums, Dippity-Do, Aqua-Net
hairspray and the likes, I got to go to the back of the store to the
pet department. Colorful parakeets, fish of all types, and even
monkeys were in stock. The big attraction was a parrot sitting on a
perch suspended from the ceiling. One of the highlights of my
childhood was getting to hold a monkey while its cage was being
cleaned. Browsing through the pet department was a thrill I never
outgrew.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">In October of 1994, it was announced
that the store was under new ownership and would be converted to a
craft store. While I had since moved from town, I did visit the
store one last time during this era. Luckily, it was during a big
sale, and I recall packing my trunk full of various craft goodies.
For me, this one last thrill from Ben Franklin was a fitting way to
say goodbye. </span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>SOURCES</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br />Google Earth</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br />Huron City Directories: 1918, 1922,
1930, 1932, 1938 and 1940</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br />Huron Daily Huronite, August 07, 1916,
pg. 1<br />Huron Daily Huronite, April 06, 1916,
p. 8<br />Huron Evening Huronite, Oct. 29, 1940,
p. 8<br />Huron Daily Plainsman, July 24, 1960<br />Huron Daily Plainsman, Feb. 2, 1964<br />Huron Daily Plainsman, Oct. 17, 1994<br />Huron Daily Plainsman, Dec. 14, 1994</span></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p></div><div><br /></div></div><div><br /></div>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711776825293238093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876403528262108896.post-64749783168422242702022-09-30T07:27:00.008-05:002022-10-06T21:24:47.951-05:00Sheriff John Boyle - 100% Policeman At all Times<p></p><div style="text-align: left;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAjshoOg123k6wWUqo3XDVP6-wOkJw7Jeet407-6DiM2C-rzkQatB_ZRd8fur9jbdwRQAMX4UuxT-to5blzI5R0bdlJ9_nzR19WxxfBtNZNvJkhG8YHF1QempPjmKRxISCrABP4hKL28nZpYNN7CnXuXngrargcwqx8_SWik2mVfZanPkxrVfg3TV9/s549/OfficerBoyle.jpg" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="549" data-original-width="426" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAjshoOg123k6wWUqo3XDVP6-wOkJw7Jeet407-6DiM2C-rzkQatB_ZRd8fur9jbdwRQAMX4UuxT-to5blzI5R0bdlJ9_nzR19WxxfBtNZNvJkhG8YHF1QempPjmKRxISCrABP4hKL28nZpYNN7CnXuXngrargcwqx8_SWik2mVfZanPkxrVfg3TV9/s320/OfficerBoyle.jpg" width="248" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Patrolman John Boyle</td></tr></tbody></table></div>Seems like Huron's patrolman John Boyle always got his man. Well, maybe not always, but he got a lot of them and in his amazing 40-year career in local law enforcement, he kept Huron just a little bit safer. Over the years, he busted bootleggers, transported dangerous criminals, shuffled gypsies out of town, broke up brawls, escorted a US president, found lost children and put out fires. Literally. He was on the fire department as well.<p></p><p>John Boyle was not the only lawman in Huron, but in reading through early Huronites it's John Boyle's name that you see repeatedly.</p><p>And although he served as deputy sheriff under the notorious gangster <a href="https://www.southdakotamagazine.com/the-verne-miller-story" target="_blank">Sheriff Verne Miller</a>, he couldn't have been more different. Said one of the unlucky men John Boyle arrested, "If you drive through Beadle County, for the love of Mike, don't look guilty." </p><p>A hobo by the name of Donald Cook was spotted breaking into the J. C. Oliver house just west of the fairgrounds. Despite Officer Boyle's prompt response, Cook managed to get away. But Boyle caught up with him, overtaking him by automobile, and brought the burglar and the stolen goods back to town.</p><p>And then there was the case of a stranger in town who made a spectacular getaway from the chief of police. The chief spotted the man near some box cars just south of the C. & N. W. passenger station. When asked who he was he claimed to be a switchman standing guard over a boxcar with a dead man in it. As the chief went to examine the dead man, the stranger ran like a rabbit around the station, then past the pumping plant, "making championship time" to the James River. He swam across and then was quickly over the hill. The chief took the train to Cavour in hopes of heading him off, and Patrolman Boyle took off by automobile. Boyle caught up with him about halfway between Huron and Cavour and hauled him off to jail. And the "dead man" in the boxcar? He was actually "dead drunk."</p><p>The police force and sheriff's office in Beadle County had a reputation for being suspicious of everyone and everything, particularly during Prohibition. H. R. Carpenter, who was arrested by Deputy Boyle, complained "Don't carry anything in your car which looks like a bottle, a case, a package or a parcel," he said. "Drive strait and slow and piously -- look meek and saintly if possible. If you can't, don't go through Beadle County. That county sheriff's office is composed of some of the most suspicious men I ever ran up against... Take it from me, they would haul in a man with a sour stomach on a charge of starting fermentation." Joked the newspaper: "He has reasons for his praise of the efficiencies of the officers in question, especially the efficiency of Deputy Sheriff Boyle." Incidentally, Carpenter was carrying a box of preserves in his automobile when arrested.</p><p>Later on, the chief of police was tipped off to a liquor party in town and with officer Mitchell and Deputy Sheriff Boyle and State Deputy Charles Wright raided the home of E. K. Albert, 1170 Beach Avenue. Nearly a half-gallon of alcohol was confiscated, but that wasn't the biggest catch of the night. Newly appointed State Deputy Sheriff L. W. Barnett was also nabbed and arrested for disorderly conduct. Witnesses said Barnett assured them that due to his position in law enforcement they would be protected. He even went so far as to pin his badge on the dress of one of the women at the party. However, no one got protection and he was dismissed from his new position by the State Sheriff despite his claims of a "frame-up." </p><p>During this period of time the jail was overcrowded; the Evening Huronite tells of 17 prisoners in a jail with capacity for 14, but that didn't slow the arrests. Three more prisoners who were being held elsewhere were about to be brought in. "Omaha Joe," a bootlegger, had escaped a federal raid in Huron just a few days later after bringing a carload of liquor into town. Omaha officials had caught up with him and Deputy Boyle was enroute to get him, after bringing in the writer of a bad check from south of Virgil.</p><p>Gypsies also kept Boyle busy. On one particular occasion then Chief of Police Boyle had his hands full. As the Daily Huronite told it:</p><p><span style="white-space: pre;"> </span>"Four wagon loads of gipsies [sic] arrived in the city this morning and stopped for a short time, but only for a short time, being instructed by the police to move on. One of the dusky beauties of the party was availing herself of the opportunity given by the stop to circulate about town and tell fortunes, but one of her young men clients claimed she has picked his pocket of a dollar and raised a cry for the police. John Boyle [chief of police] took her in charge and to the police station, where one of the men of the party made good the dollar, and she was given her liberty. After returning to the vicinity of the wagons she hunted up her pipe and after smoking up in good shape began to tell the world in general what she thought of Huron and its police force. Quite a crowd had by that time assembled, and her remarks would undoubtedly have been of great interest if anyone had been able to understand them.</p><p><span style="white-space: pre;"> </span>While this was going on a fire started in the sorting room of the laundry, in front of which the teams were stopping, but it was quickly extinguished..."</p><p>Boyle's duties didn't always deal with crime. In 1911 President William Taft visited Huron and was taken through the business section of town. A very poor picture was printed, identifying "the officer with the old-fashioned helmet" with the President as John Boyle, who at the time was a patrolman.</p><p>And then, there are the pennies. Many of us have joked about paying a bill or a ticket that we weren't happy about with pennies. Well, it happened to Sheriff Boyle. The Evening Huronite reported, "Sheriff John Boyle, who has never collected coins, today is the possessor of an aggregation of pennies that would make the eye of many a devoted collector pop. He has 700 Indian Head pennies. G. F. Babcock brought them to his office as payment for taxes owed to the county."</p><p>The Weekly State Spirit, in 1917, published an annual report of the city's police department. 1,003 arrests were made, $2,142 in fines were collected, and the police department expenses were $5,627. As far as the types of crimes the police force dealt with, "drunks" accounted for most of them. Disorderly conduct, vagrancy, prostitution, thievery, gambling, speeding, and people using "profane language" were also common. Less common were "wife beaters" and beggars.</p><p>John Boyle's career in law enforcement lasted nearly 40 years, from 1904 to 1943, with the exception of one year he farmed. Boyle was a patrolman, Chief of Police, Deputy Sheriff, and Sheriff. He was deputy under 5 different sheriffs, and it was only death that ended his career as a civil servant. He died of pneumonia after surgery. His appendix had ruptured, and he had felt ill for several days, but the night before his emergency surgery he was fighting a fire downtown at the Sauer building. Oh, and he was 72 years old. The Huronite editor summed it up: Boyle was "100 per cent policeman at all times." </p>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711776825293238093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876403528262108896.post-24375505137642292432022-09-19T00:42:00.008-05:002022-09-19T00:42:00.177-05:00Then and Now, Farmers Market<p> Then and Now, the building at 800 Dakota Avenue, North in Huron (SD)</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhM248ds4MqBONDpwRgM6wsN2Dgk0exrqeIrrc3Kl7ZZhQ8ct8ENZPSYs3_ZsWJuzvWFtdllbNsPS16ZiZlt-pVAy5TvBITbXl_H2de6Fjomcv1Q9AXGBlYMIT5oiLBlT1bC7ED3nTeqDIwgLD0zKpaqwkU9rI6EJxeNEfE_dMXnS6sjwiREaSlgym/s2203/JackJill800DakN.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="702" data-original-width="2203" height="204" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhM248ds4MqBONDpwRgM6wsN2Dgk0exrqeIrrc3Kl7ZZhQ8ct8ENZPSYs3_ZsWJuzvWFtdllbNsPS16ZiZlt-pVAy5TvBITbXl_H2de6Fjomcv1Q9AXGBlYMIT5oiLBlT1bC7ED3nTeqDIwgLD0zKpaqwkU9rI6EJxeNEfE_dMXnS6sjwiREaSlgym/w640-h204/JackJill800DakN.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Caption of newspaper photo, from the Huronite and Daily Plainsman of July 22, 1956:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">"Opening in Huron this week was the new Jack and Jill Supermarket shown above, located at 800 Dakota Avenue, North. The Jack and Jill Supermarket franchise is held in Huron by the new store's owners, Mr. and Mrs. Herb Seveland. The new store has four departments -- groceries, meats, frozen foods and produce -- and features Our Family Foods and Armour Star meats. The new structure is 50 x 80 feet and includes a large parking area for automobiles."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Herb and Mary Seveland owned and operated Jack & Jill Farmer's Market until they sold the business in 1975 to Don Eden and Verlyn Ellis.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I get a little apprehensive when I see this building; living on the other end of town, I was only in this building once in my life, when it was Farmers Market. I was about 16 years old and was called upon to take my grandmother potato shopping. She made and sold lefse and was extremely particular about the potatoes she used so potato shopping was a lengthy and sometimes an embarrassing ordeal. I was in the store with her while she went through bag after bag of potatoes. She had the clerk call the manager and she proceeded to chew him out in no uncertain terms for the poor quality spuds they stocked. I recall slinking off to the car and trying to hide all the way there. Funny, all these years later I still get that feeling when looking at that building.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Sources:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Google Earth</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Huron Daily Plainsman, Huron, South Dakota, Aug. 08, 1956</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Huron Daily Plainsman, Huron, South Dakota, July 22, 1956</div></div>Huron Daily Plainsman, Huron, South Dakota, June 15, 1980<div>Huron, South Dakota City Direcgtory, 1958</div><div>Huron, South Dakota City Directory, 1960</div><div><br /><p><br /></p></div>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711776825293238093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876403528262108896.post-10509752639857813382022-09-08T09:24:00.001-05:002022-09-08T09:24:00.154-05:00Then and Now - Apartments on Lincoln Ave.<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig88U_eOGn0tD0bsWbkMUX-9-An_101e0MvOCzD3NEFrZP9AvrYHK8MZC5pwoqUrnqGHTgLFApACArlUf8m3rit5MF4hBrXWYpqCBxwtM8_w07vZCwptDDSfbWqk1e5Fya_8-s4Lt0bt3b6Zfdy5ugttaIMTz4GBPuJN9iCCz2drhLZxzynZHOP4Mm/s3103/Apt_Before%20and%20After.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3103" data-original-width="2282" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig88U_eOGn0tD0bsWbkMUX-9-An_101e0MvOCzD3NEFrZP9AvrYHK8MZC5pwoqUrnqGHTgLFApACArlUf8m3rit5MF4hBrXWYpqCBxwtM8_w07vZCwptDDSfbWqk1e5Fya_8-s4Lt0bt3b6Zfdy5ugttaIMTz4GBPuJN9iCCz2drhLZxzynZHOP4Mm/w471-h640/Apt_Before%20and%20After.jpg" width="471" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Top photo from Google Earth, Dec. 2021; bottom photo from the Huron Daily Plainsman of Dec. 31, 1961, 50 years apart.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Caption reads: New Apartment Under Construction: Huron enjoyed a substantial construction year in 1961, including many new homes and multiple-unit structures. One of the latter, an eight-unit apartment, is shown above under construction on Lincoln Avenue, immediately west of the State Fairgrounds. The apartment building is one of three planned by a recently formed Huron corporation.</div><br /><p><br /></p>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711776825293238093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876403528262108896.post-1964237505847398422022-08-31T00:00:00.007-05:002022-08-31T00:00:00.148-05:00Highway 14 Through Huron, South Dakota<p><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBbC3BpYXmD5pF-tqhG55uBM1O8P04TaR6xZM6bSEK2zJRjiV8M3YPuTFF-GK7PELXT-_Y5iWM7SGsjDB4jzXl9f5cCrYlwKiaUir-j3mzmPXbLTgn2ith5epq89HQYuk-v10FSqbRUf7okZ6Oz5fNy2eQyQwQH0d0N63fW2EKgrwp-T5NgoTozHPD/s774/FlipTheLoop.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="774" data-original-width="425" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBbC3BpYXmD5pF-tqhG55uBM1O8P04TaR6xZM6bSEK2zJRjiV8M3YPuTFF-GK7PELXT-_Y5iWM7SGsjDB4jzXl9f5cCrYlwKiaUir-j3mzmPXbLTgn2ith5epq89HQYuk-v10FSqbRUf7okZ6Oz5fNy2eQyQwQH0d0N63fW2EKgrwp-T5NgoTozHPD/w220-h400/FlipTheLoop.jpg" width="220" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"> I grew up knowing this road as part of my Saturday morning "Flip the Loop" routine - see map below - over and over, all the while looking for other people we knew who were doing the same thing. This was usually done with a carload of people. Being the only one of my crowd with a car, my friends were all more than happy to give me $1 each to pay for gas. Thanks to the cheap gas prices of 1975, it turned out to be a little bit of a money maker as well. But with all the miles I drove on that road, I never once wondered how it came to be.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">It began early in 1956, when the State Highway Department began planning a six-lane re-routing of Highway 14 through Huron (two lanes eastbound, two lanes westbound, and a two-lane service road). A new 3 1/2 mile stretch of road would connect the "present" US 14 near Brewery Hill with the highway west of town at the fairgrounds without routing traffic through town. At that time, westbound Highway 14 followed the river to 3rd street, then continued to Lincoln ave., then north to "Old Highway 14." The new road would follow 4th St. NE. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"> The graphic below shows the old route and the proposed route on top, and the current Google Earth map of the highway.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkufciWIadD2LYzXxz4LJE5rMW7y-9RV4Rykf2scQ8nUmWKYgV2wpGdLUfprGLGjjpEF0es5KemMnYLecWP-1o5uVZKBPDk9iSlonjEYMB6rIZ9NPBZ19k4eNcVuqzhv7Ns5HYMl64H86N0MPxAHf_yqgYVI1oFW79NcDFEK1SbwILEPN94qGSK4fe/s972/ProposedVsCurrent.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="920" data-original-width="972" height="606" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkufciWIadD2LYzXxz4LJE5rMW7y-9RV4Rykf2scQ8nUmWKYgV2wpGdLUfprGLGjjpEF0es5KemMnYLecWP-1o5uVZKBPDk9iSlonjEYMB6rIZ9NPBZ19k4eNcVuqzhv7Ns5HYMl64H86N0MPxAHf_yqgYVI1oFW79NcDFEK1SbwILEPN94qGSK4fe/w640-h606/ProposedVsCurrent.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p><span style="font-size: medium;">The estimated cost of this project was $1.2 million, with Huron paying about $40,000, half the cost of acquiring the rights of way. The other half would be paid b the Bureau of Public Roads. The remainder of the cost would be paid by the state and federal governments. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">The original route was creating a great deal of traffic congestion along 3rd street; Market Road was initially considered to play at role but due to limitations Fourth Street N. was concluded to be a better option.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Businesses that were impacted by this construction were the Oasis Bar (368 Dakota N.), Durmy's Taxidermy (362 Dakota N.), an unnamed filling station, and Rosebud Oil Company (359 Illinois NW). Several houses also needed to be moved. Northside Memorial Park would be reduced in size "considerably."</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Work commenced in April of 1958 and the west portion was open to traffic in October of that year. Work on the other side would start in 1959. The project was completed in 1961, with 5 miles of 4 lane highway. Total cost of the work was $2.25 million.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Sources:</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span>1955 Huron, South Dakota City Directory<br /></span><span>1957 Huron, South Dakota City Directory<br /></span><span>Google Earth<br /></span><span>Huronite and Daily Plainsman, Huron, South Dakota, March 01, 1956<br /></span><span>Huronite and Daily Plainsman, Huron, South Dakota, April 4, 1956<br /></span><span>Huronite and Daily Plainsman, Huron, South Dakota, April 8, 1956<br /></span><span>Huronite and Daily Plainsman, Huron, South Dakota, May 15, 1957<br /></span><span>Huronite and Daily Plainsman, Huron, South Dakota, June 25, 1958<br /></span><span>Huronite and Daily Plainsman, Huron, South Dakota, Oct. 9, 1958<br /></span><span>Huron Daily Plainsman, Sept. 4, 1960<br /></span><span>Huron Daily Plainsman, Dec. 31, 1961<br /></span><span>Apple Maps</span></span></p><div><br /></div>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711776825293238093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876403528262108896.post-61024205025538481542022-08-20T09:52:00.002-05:002022-08-20T09:52:00.155-05:00Crown Park<p> On Feb. 9, 1972, the City of Huron officially accepted a gift of land from the Crown Family that would become the city's smallest park, Crown Park, at 1.5 acres.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS8uv9h8WnediXCxgm6K4yNWYEmIngSWi8yCFXQEwbhnneZlMYC5y72YXBGrtEMXq8Nn4FvaD5P4WMlpjnNQ4tKRxTazHZn57XvkEqegwXyAyjQhu44z4W9VsYkcB1pbXBNt2O5LQmjjDY9M3uRGp_7VZfWhid8OQMtLjE7LU1Xpecm-kbjTzeTcOx/s575/GoogleEarth_CrownParkCloseUp.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="526" data-original-width="575" height="586" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS8uv9h8WnediXCxgm6K4yNWYEmIngSWi8yCFXQEwbhnneZlMYC5y72YXBGrtEMXq8Nn4FvaD5P4WMlpjnNQ4tKRxTazHZn57XvkEqegwXyAyjQhu44z4W9VsYkcB1pbXBNt2O5LQmjjDY9M3uRGp_7VZfWhid8OQMtLjE7LU1Xpecm-kbjTzeTcOx/w640-h586/GoogleEarth_CrownParkCloseUp.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Photo courtesy of Google Earth</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Despite the small size, Crown Park is a scenic, peaceful piece of land at the east end of Fifth Street N.E., adjoining the north part of Ravine Lake. It has a playground, picnic shelter, restrooms, benches, and a dock. </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX_b5G5c-GDU4f4cOPD_wxBrghlkF7WWoI-LSSKT4BNq-CrFIxBcPMCuOySrJr4nlXV5bS7oGfL8swEVPRUd1HAMPpRDC7J648NBy3Df76SHggFX4PphKOXZc4lmStI5eMfBNC7WF6oiIMtLI8YEFGKjm4kWGoRFhQk0SJ9FMNaktm_0TxnVtjvDeS/s640/View1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX_b5G5c-GDU4f4cOPD_wxBrghlkF7WWoI-LSSKT4BNq-CrFIxBcPMCuOySrJr4nlXV5bS7oGfL8swEVPRUd1HAMPpRDC7J648NBy3Df76SHggFX4PphKOXZc4lmStI5eMfBNC7WF6oiIMtLI8YEFGKjm4kWGoRFhQk0SJ9FMNaktm_0TxnVtjvDeS/w640-h480/View1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzgyCrMNLxP_H6bggLYqtSPgT3swZwNpAJ2CJ27JWOm0Hzb6NRlU-juiL3s4UxpghITuqwrRQLngn4DpvGSjse-SCgAOV7VhVe0IZHZOqgHP_MrDRlr7G6KTUhtflB2QTYQvyui9mbMPy-zK-5-VPqlVOKR2nZyuEFylBu7mXaOn7sbqRJ2wQX1lFx/s640/Shelter%20Better.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzgyCrMNLxP_H6bggLYqtSPgT3swZwNpAJ2CJ27JWOm0Hzb6NRlU-juiL3s4UxpghITuqwrRQLngn4DpvGSjse-SCgAOV7VhVe0IZHZOqgHP_MrDRlr7G6KTUhtflB2QTYQvyui9mbMPy-zK-5-VPqlVOKR2nZyuEFylBu7mXaOn7sbqRJ2wQX1lFx/w640-h480/Shelter%20Better.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdINUu3ajlI9oTT5byTmBDe2NDibkp61uKVOTHsLO4f-kOfqofcvwYZ3EVSmNeTwzdG6yZcuds8wo3QczwanEfziJElqovUh5tBzBHfZh0Ki2uWtM77F8Af_xeZ18H04LqvydH-oMb6jztiQwY6c-4ZmAA2cJad4bN6IEVQLYwocgVtvTCEP6KHu7K/s640/Restrooms.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdINUu3ajlI9oTT5byTmBDe2NDibkp61uKVOTHsLO4f-kOfqofcvwYZ3EVSmNeTwzdG6yZcuds8wo3QczwanEfziJElqovUh5tBzBHfZh0Ki2uWtM77F8Af_xeZ18H04LqvydH-oMb6jztiQwY6c-4ZmAA2cJad4bN6IEVQLYwocgVtvTCEP6KHu7K/w640-h480/Restrooms.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p>The restrooms were donated by the Huron High School Class of 1960 (and friends), the Crown family, and L. D. and Mary Beadles, dedicated to the memory of Mr. and Mrs. A. T. Crown, their son Chuck Crown, and Fred and Dorothy Beadles.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7sSCzN34ijcyNcRYh9EdNDcb3TChEI91oPxccwPMZ3TID_hu8wj9ZlQIzTRD-fGqRvqCCENTrfKJ8C4Z0PM1TzeJYiAgxuwgbUIWqQTcV4WiZ0KteQpTLy-zPGG7DUu1DBNRKgwTxn7_G_mjpMDgB-aEXpZrYrEO7rYKpwVLe_vE7HE4DnfySafxF/s640/SwingsetBetter.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7sSCzN34ijcyNcRYh9EdNDcb3TChEI91oPxccwPMZ3TID_hu8wj9ZlQIzTRD-fGqRvqCCENTrfKJ8C4Z0PM1TzeJYiAgxuwgbUIWqQTcV4WiZ0KteQpTLy-zPGG7DUu1DBNRKgwTxn7_G_mjpMDgB-aEXpZrYrEO7rYKpwVLe_vE7HE4DnfySafxF/w640-h480/SwingsetBetter.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixlQyD7Pncc3IH5vnFpT46zittCSO1c3g0FBariKEVnttBdn69DOly1Tm3N5PaKEq2qJvL3xh5fcS5Ufhtyv8rIU2V4pxmDEt56xE88ZRjZLOF7-oguSADLE1csb38f-ubf9EFjGBpKqqiEEqbIL_CRhI0ZWvF2jnqQYf-8p81WtxqvTmh2ZBmf8RA/s1024/Playground.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixlQyD7Pncc3IH5vnFpT46zittCSO1c3g0FBariKEVnttBdn69DOly1Tm3N5PaKEq2qJvL3xh5fcS5Ufhtyv8rIU2V4pxmDEt56xE88ZRjZLOF7-oguSADLE1csb38f-ubf9EFjGBpKqqiEEqbIL_CRhI0ZWvF2jnqQYf-8p81WtxqvTmh2ZBmf8RA/w640-h480/Playground.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p>The swing set was donated by the Pheasant Chapter of the National Association of Retired Federal Employees.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirE-6Oou640-FhLu86rvg_hWUCdtxf2zQZqbWx2fc9Kss2MFJRJ051gi2DXwH2wCukNOayCaVCObtHoC_R9tHh5NfnRVzliWKZbswlBL1n069PjFDEcbr3vDLHCSZYMmwAaiALLD3t1k83j1SvD9j4Nt4-DEmAQIjHkYidGQFM78trr2apDiARanaI/s640/Benches.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirE-6Oou640-FhLu86rvg_hWUCdtxf2zQZqbWx2fc9Kss2MFJRJ051gi2DXwH2wCukNOayCaVCObtHoC_R9tHh5NfnRVzliWKZbswlBL1n069PjFDEcbr3vDLHCSZYMmwAaiALLD3t1k83j1SvD9j4Nt4-DEmAQIjHkYidGQFM78trr2apDiARanaI/w640-h480/Benches.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p>Memorial benches also offer a peaceful place to sit, and are dedicated to the memories of Shirley Reineke, Lurean "Hap" Lynde, Heath Styer, Carolyn Styer, Charles E. Crown, and Chip and Doris Mahoney, </p><p>The owners of the land, Albert and Minnie (Stenvik) Crown, lived at 529 5th St. N.E. and the land that would become Crown Park is just down the road at 557 5th St. N. E. The Crowns were both natives of Minnesota, having married there in 1926. Mrs. Crown had been a nurse, and her husband worked with his brother doing road construction. They moved to Huron in 1928 and spent the remainder of their lives there. Mr. Crown worked as a butter maker at Swift's Creamery, and then as a custodian at American Lutheran Church after his retirement.</p><p>Mrs. Crown passed away on Dec. 31, 1970, and her husband died about 3 weeks later. The Huron City Commissioners discussed that their heirs had approached the city expressing an interest in dedicating a piece of land to the city to be designated as Crown Park. The gift was officially accepted at their meeting two weeks later.</p><p>Two years later, the Huron Daily Plainsman discussed the progress made on the "new" Crown Park. A picnic shelter and picnic tables, two grills, and a water fountain were to be included, and at that point in time the shelter and some of the landscaping were already done.</p><p>The Crown family has left a beautiful haven for the citizens of Huron to enjoy, and it is a lasting legacy to their family and generosity.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1_2nnOxTHG94Z65IY9-WhMT1Knyyz8zp75ACzf8LRC2V7PYS_nVQ2x2IrdMqfr945wPUwii3oZpNy-_rAz6VGRsTfqe-ttqIbn8Wwd7VD9WUUlhBbx-hBTnZlrVwSWJx4EZqbuMsUwYGzPv0QeEeZA1iAVfZ0JlXQjtgHOb40cER9DKK9xrIK4i9x/s640/CrownParkDedication.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1_2nnOxTHG94Z65IY9-WhMT1Knyyz8zp75ACzf8LRC2V7PYS_nVQ2x2IrdMqfr945wPUwii3oZpNy-_rAz6VGRsTfqe-ttqIbn8Wwd7VD9WUUlhBbx-hBTnZlrVwSWJx4EZqbuMsUwYGzPv0QeEeZA1iAVfZ0JlXQjtgHOb40cER9DKK9xrIK4i9x/w640-h480/CrownParkDedication.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-hghVWPGibrPj_M9tAP7cJKWyl17A2nxtjrqipU5gbaDKjO7xrhyg0JIxxDll0D5gZLRMP9Am2qxInHYavKR964duWVaI7Bw89aHyS7tL7COch-7ic-YQT1GsgLuy2mJeJjwPqtuE-3iw37qsaYGHqNe3bHDOet6TXPqNg8Z_XPuJRvc_u6fzCgpr/s640/BoyOnDock.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-hghVWPGibrPj_M9tAP7cJKWyl17A2nxtjrqipU5gbaDKjO7xrhyg0JIxxDll0D5gZLRMP9Am2qxInHYavKR964duWVaI7Bw89aHyS7tL7COch-7ic-YQT1GsgLuy2mJeJjwPqtuE-3iw37qsaYGHqNe3bHDOet6TXPqNg8Z_XPuJRvc_u6fzCgpr/w640-h480/BoyOnDock.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>Sources:</p><p>Photos courtesy of Stan Phillippi<br />Huron Daily Plainsman, Jan. 01, 1971<br />Huron Daily Plainsman, Jan. 20, 1971<br />Huron Daily Plainsman, Jan. 26, 1971<br />Huron Daily Plainsman, Feb. 09, 1972<br />Huron Daily Plainsman, Feb. 24, 1974<br />Huron Daily Plainsman, July 29, 1979<br />1940 Federal Census, Huron, Beadle co., South Dakota<br />1950 Federal Census, Huron, Beadle co., South Dakota<br />Huron Recreation and Entertainment webpage at https://www.huronsd.com/visiting-huron/recreation-entertainment/parks-trails<br />Google Earth</p><div><br /></div>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711776825293238093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876403528262108896.post-33083361047750415252022-08-07T10:10:00.002-05:002022-08-11T11:35:37.186-05:00Forty One Years in the Making - Creating Ravine Park Lake<p><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMavUI7N4MdbHQLra132N_gh93HPYTjsElDkBT2-qcMB2W88Nt1bG6HwJwSpZF2OIegV5dv7wjQz_nQ8dR5KcLbhE0m4hGjXK7fjJEzE_xTnEf6ZVmisxNNqLaGMDp3D491wrREzo0RJJ9x4pSdpuQo8KchD2aPodafLGCfObfPy8DiXhhSUq8-K0_/s1656/RavineLake_2008_1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1242" data-original-width="1656" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMavUI7N4MdbHQLra132N_gh93HPYTjsElDkBT2-qcMB2W88Nt1bG6HwJwSpZF2OIegV5dv7wjQz_nQ8dR5KcLbhE0m4hGjXK7fjJEzE_xTnEf6ZVmisxNNqLaGMDp3D491wrREzo0RJJ9x4pSdpuQo8KchD2aPodafLGCfObfPy8DiXhhSUq8-K0_/w640-h480/RavineLake_2008_1.jpg" width="640" /></a></span></div><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><br /></span><p><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 14.6667px;">The citizens of Huron, South Dakota waited a very long time for their lake. More than forty-one years, to be exact.</span></span></p><p><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">The first documented suggestion about creating this lake came in the fall
of 1895. An idea was put forth to create an artificial lake just north of town, an
idea that had already been kicked around "for years." This lake was to be supplied with clean artesian water, and if banked,
would create a lake “some miles” in length.
Surveyors were planning on staking out the embankments that very week
and a stock company was to be formed to raise the necessary funds to bring the
project to completion. The work was to
begin within ten days.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;">The lake area
would be beautified with trees and would be stocked with fish.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It would be a pleasurable resort for the
citizens of Huron to enjoy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> It's hard to say exactly what happened, but nothing took place.</span></span></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;">This idea
resurged numerous times over the years, and in early in 1921, some progress
actually occurred when a new skating rink was proposed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>While people had been skating on the river
and ravine since at least 1894 (and probably earlier), this time, creating the skating rink
involved pumping water into the ravine, paving the way for the creation of a
lake.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 11pt;">Initially
this plan involved creating a city park there with expanded winter sports
opportunities, noting the lay of the land would support many winter
sports.</span></span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 11pt;">The skating rink would be formed
by damming the ravine.</span></span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 11pt;">The local chatter
finally turned into something tangible in October of 1922 when the Huron Lion's
club decided to </span><span style="font-size: 14.6667px;">build</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> a proper skating rink at that location.</span></span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 11pt;">That</span></span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 11pt;">same week Clarence Coop and a team from the city mowed the grass on the
bottom of the ravine where the flooding would </span><span style="font-size: 14.6667px;">occur,</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> and other preparations were
undertaken.</span></span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;">"Heine"
Pierce took a look at the area and came up with the most optimal location for constructing
a dam which would hold the water in the ravine.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>On Tuesday, Oct. 12, almost the whole membership of the Lion's Club made
a "substantial" dam at the south end of the waterway in what they
called "Ravine Park."<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The
thought was that the autumn rains would flood the area and form the rink.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But it didn't rain.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So they devised and executed "Plan
B," which involved pumping water from the river to the ravine, and getting
the community involved - both strategies that would eventually be employed to create
the lake.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;">The Lions
Club sought out additional help to put the new plan into action.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>F. H. Holtan, manager of the Huron Ice
Company and several of his men donated almost a week of their time to build a
dam at the mouth of the creek bed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They
installed pumps at the James River and at the dam of the rink and pumped water
into the pond for about 3 weeks.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Electricity for the project was donated by the Huron Light and Power
Company, as well as providing one of the motors to operate the pumps.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>To provide the electricity they needed, poles
were set and electrical wire run from the river bridge at 3<sup>rd</sup> street
all the way to Ravine Park.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Holtan
stepped up once again and furnished all of the materials and the Lion's Club
members did all the work.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;">Later they
had to make another dam north of the first one so that water didn't run up the
creek bed and spread out from there.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Following completion of this dam the water level rose rapidly - in two
weeks the water was running over the south dam.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;">A warming house
was constructed with money raised from the community.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Here patrons could check their coats,
purchase concessions, and have a place to rest and warm up.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>At that point, the rink and the warming house
were turned over to the city of Huron, where more personnel and better
equipment were available to keep the rink free of snow.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was said that if the city had undertaken
this project, it would have cost between $1,500 and $2,000 to build both the
skating rink and the warming house.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;">In January
1923, Huron Mayor C. A. Kelley officially accepted the gift of the rink and
warming house and thanked the Lion's Club. In a letter to the club, he said,
"Your club deserves a great deal of credit for your enterprise and your
desire to do something for the citizens of Huron, and you certainly have
accomplished a great deal in taking charge and pushing to completion the
skating rink in Ravine Park."<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He
assured them that the City Commissioners would do everything in their power to
keep the rink in good condition over the winter.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He also acknowledged that the rink was
temporary as currently constructed but the city hoped to make it more permanent
over the coming summer.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;">One of the
first champions of creating an actual lake at Ravine Park was William
Ritschlag, a pioneer of Huron.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He was a
city alderman, a member of the first<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Huron fire department, and a charter member of the Odd Fellows among
other things.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He was Huron's first
barber and first taxidermist.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His dream
was to see a high dam at the mouth of the ravine and the creation of a lake
there.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He died in November of 1923
before this dream became a reality.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;">Three years
later (1926) the Altrusa Club of Huron realized the need of the community for a
place to swim during the hot summer months.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>They were considering sites to build a swimming pool.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One was Ravine Park, and the other was an
abandoned artificial lake situated at the state fairgrounds, but no decisions
had been made.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Despite support from the
local Rotary, Kiwanis and Lions Clubs, the City Commissioners said they were
willing to help but the budget for the year had been set and there were no
funds available.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What became of this
project is unclear.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>However, two months after
being denied funds from the city, the City Commissioners suggested that the
Altrusa Club could be given the warming house at<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Ravine Park Skating Rink to be either sold or
moved to the bathing beach at Jolin's Sand Pit.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>While I do not know where Jolin's Sand Pit was or if the Altrusa Club
took them up on the offer of the building, one thing seems apparent: the city
had given up on the skating rink at Ravine Park.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;">In September
of that year a report was made to the City Commissioners by a consulting firm
of engineers engaged to make recommendations on a variety of concerns.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One of the items mentioned was the
construction of a municipal swimming pool.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Ravine Park was suggested as the best site for this pool.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They recommended a pool of 50 x 110 feet made
of cement and concrete with showers and dressing rooms.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A reinforced concrete dam at the river was
also recommended.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></p><p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"></p><p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;">But still, in
April of 1928, nearly two years later, nothing had been done.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Ravine Park was being improved and trees
planted, and it was well-used by the community.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>To commemorate Arbor Day, trees and shrubs were planted, the Huron
Municipal Band played, and a city-wide picnic was held.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Following the picnic a program was presented
concerning further park development including the possibility of developing a
lake there.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Mitchell's Superintendent of
Parks, Walter Webb, talked about how their city developed a lake along
Firesteel Creek just north of town.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;">But still, no real lake was created at Ravine
Park.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>By 1930 work had begun on a new
skating rink at the park and there were hopes of a toboggan slide there as
well.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But no lake.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;">It wasn't
until August of 1932 that tangible things started happening.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Six unemployment relief projects were being
initiated in town; one of them would be digging out rocks which could then be
used to construct a dam at Ravine Park if the project was deemed feasible.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The City Commissioners asked the City
Engineer to complete a survey of the dam site and give an estimate of the
cost.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;">A local
"booster" committee, chaired by John P. Walsh, stepped in and were
able to address concerns regarding cost of the dam.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They were able to secure a promise from the
state game and fish commission that they'd furnish materials for the
construction of this dam.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Beadle county
commissioners had already agreed to pay for the labor, providing the city would
pay for materials and supervise the project.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>All that was left to do was to secure the easements on the properties
that would be flooded.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Four of nine property
owners had refused and negotiations with them were ongoing.</span></p><p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;">Finally the
resolution to proceed with the project passed with unanimous support.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The artificial lake would be two miles
long.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The City Commissioner proactively
warned residents of neighboring communities not to come to Huron looking for
work on the Ravine Park dam or any other relief project.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It'll be hard enough, he said, to stretch out
the work among the unemployed residents of Beadle county.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;"></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-9V3hxqurjEuBLuzdnzTHpjL5rygtQrQTRdG6E_QNnkQyTQqTsX-bctAx6wc6Xr2_JBWi4gmcxwxgyF2XU0xjCO-GswtpV6lHNSsIFppXoUIzYKUegfBA56nq5Vnjkj8aApllxzeCo6sbj1Slqmt91N9jDsIVg8FkivqGzI_aeKmocybTJDOegVeD/s716/bridge.jpg" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="463" data-original-width="716" height="414" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-9V3hxqurjEuBLuzdnzTHpjL5rygtQrQTRdG6E_QNnkQyTQqTsX-bctAx6wc6Xr2_JBWi4gmcxwxgyF2XU0xjCO-GswtpV6lHNSsIFppXoUIzYKUegfBA56nq5Vnjkj8aApllxzeCo6sbj1Slqmt91N9jDsIVg8FkivqGzI_aeKmocybTJDOegVeD/w640-h414/bridge.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Bridge over Highway 14, taken from where the swimming area would be, looking north. <br />Photo courtesy of Sheila Crown Arth.<br /><br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;">A foreman was
named to organize the workforce, and work was to commence in a day or two.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A tax levy increase of just over $11,000 was
made and about half ($6,500) was added to the park board's appropriations for
the Ravine Park dam.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>More money would be
needed to settle the remaining easements and to rebuild the bridge on North
Fourth street, which would need to be raised about 8 feet.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><p></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 11pt;">The issue of
the unresolved easements was finally settled in a board of City Commissioners
meeting on Oct. 3, 1932.</span></span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 11pt;">The
commissioners voted unanimously to begin condemnation procedures against the
properties involved for which the city was not able to procure easements.</span></span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 11pt;">The last of the hurdles had been </span><span style="font-size: 14.6667px;">successfully jumped</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;">, at least for the
city.</span></span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;">1932 had been
an eventful year.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One last major
development occurred in December when Mrs. C. N. McIlvaine and J. Augustine
donated land located on the west side of the new Ravine Park Lake, located
between 11th and 15th streets NE.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This
land was to be used as a parkway and a new park.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;">In September
of the following year (1933) the City Commission approved plans for a Ravine
Park project, costing about $14,000.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The
plan included:<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>1) A bridge 135 ft. long, 6 ft
wide, guard rail 3 ft high, from the mainland across the "Ravine Park
Creek" to the island in the creek.<br /></span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">2) Channeling Ravine Park Creek<br /></span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">3) Graveling and sanding the
beach<br /></span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">4) Constructing a park building
with toilets, showers, drains, plumbing and lockers.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">Sewer also needed.<br /></span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">5) Main road construction,
grading and constructing a parkway and graveling the paths.<br /></span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">6) Galvanized iron pipe and
water system installed at the park.</span></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">The plan
passed unanimously and at long last, the dam was completed in the spring of
1934.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">Disappointingly, Ravine Park Lake
was still dry months later when the island was christened "Izaak Walton
Island."</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">A very heavy rainfall
finally put 2-3 feet of water into the lake basin and shortly thereafter a raft
carrying neighborhood boys was spotted on the lake.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></p><p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"><br /></span></p>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYQK1-x4XbQlnZUhD8etslaT9_n6D9UOFxVVSjXt22kjAcSZXaxaYXGtViqRPWwEgU2AY4RxGZiurkAIVsu3KNK_h-aWAPHTQVRVXc9Gpxp6adDWzKcTuSue7zqi707inrO1IKFtQl6puk6cCGW-xYejp0KXYazhiFctVBlid62R4NjAS8UX93StyY/s620/July%2012%201934_LakePic.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="434" data-original-width="620" height="448" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYQK1-x4XbQlnZUhD8etslaT9_n6D9UOFxVVSjXt22kjAcSZXaxaYXGtViqRPWwEgU2AY4RxGZiurkAIVsu3KNK_h-aWAPHTQVRVXc9Gpxp6adDWzKcTuSue7zqi707inrO1IKFtQl6puk6cCGW-xYejp0KXYazhiFctVBlid62R4NjAS8UX93StyY/w640-h448/July%2012%201934_LakePic.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; text-align: left;">July 12, 1934 Evening Huronite, Caption: “Here is what nearly an inch
of rain did to the Ravine park lake last week.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; text-align: left;">
</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; text-align: left;">The picture was taken from the south end of the lake the morning of July
6 after the heaviest rainfall fell the night before.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; text-align: left;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; text-align: left;">The water was from 2 to 3 feet deep in the
basin which was created by the construction of a dam with relief labor.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; text-align: left;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; text-align: left;">The level of the water has been maintained
fairly well.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; text-align: left;"> </span><span style="text-align: left;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 11pt;">An </span><span style="font-size: 14.6667px;">observation</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> today
revealed that the water was 12 inches below the high mark of July 6.”</span></span></span></div>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"></p><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS2ja-28OHxcAm2ZUGxPMZKqX4Y39j3O3kOK0SdVidkRrA47cuNji6a61sqTEJRrJDD88__ng7yZ0Ncu0E4_iGibadO5Y19LlNvNs_7Mghn70kz_0LrxRZvdMaekaOML_YBs_R4ciKHM4c99wIaSIdViUXtVDqpENte0uHRIe7rAqE6lgMArh6lihn/s640/BeforeFilling_ButAfterDamWasConstructed-Colorized.jpg" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="499" data-original-width="640" height="501" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS2ja-28OHxcAm2ZUGxPMZKqX4Y39j3O3kOK0SdVidkRrA47cuNji6a61sqTEJRrJDD88__ng7yZ0Ncu0E4_iGibadO5Y19LlNvNs_7Mghn70kz_0LrxRZvdMaekaOML_YBs_R4ciKHM4c99wIaSIdViUXtVDqpENte0uHRIe7rAqE6lgMArh6lihn/w640-h501/BeforeFilling_ButAfterDamWasConstructed-Colorized.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Ravine Lake after the dam was constructed, but before<br />filling. Photo courtesy of Sheila Crown Arth.</span></td></tr></tbody></table><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;"><o:p> </o:p></span><p></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;">Interest in the lake was high; several hundred
children had been to the lake since the rainfall, averaging about 100 per
day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There was still enough water for
swimming, but more rain was needed and unless that happened, lifeguards were
going to be pulled.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As the situation
persisted, the water was described as "shallow and muddy."<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The usefulness of the lake depended wholly
on rainfall, and 1934 was a hot, dry year.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="color: #004dbb; font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">In 1934,
Huron's water supply was from two artesian wells, but with two new wells west
of town, the Chamber of Commerce discussed using water from the old artesian
wells for Ravine Lake.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">The idea was well
received, however, a newspaper article from two years </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">later notes
that the city discontinued use of the "west" wells in favor of using
the James River for its water supply and tapping the west wells as needed for
deficits. Water was also being pumped
from the river into Ravine Lake. Dow I.
Sears, the head of the Parks Department, said that the "new" Ravine
Park Lake is half filled and may be ready for use in a few days. The lake at that point was already filled to
3 feet with 3.5 million gallons of water being pumped into the lake per day
with a goal of 6' depth. He stressed
that this project would not jeopardize the city's water supply and it would
only reduce the river's water level by less than a quarter of an inch. He also addressed the "new" dam
being built near 3rd street, which would also conserve a lot of water currently leaking through the existing dam.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;"></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoIvpl-Bi1e1zl0254lbIGcrYOtw2a0i1rljLdENTFV3UXyrv-H3FbO0pThDbWmPOIizZmztdjsriurCWO3F1PUTRGaAwioj5ar23ECd0lP37Y3fySnZSCXL0ypcA9X_wQnN7os3d7qdrOTI_T0HYsDqq4dAwits58X50kE7XgUIMifNaKz6IwtVBo/s671/YoungSwimmers_DaveMartin2.jpg" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="464" data-original-width="671" height="442" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoIvpl-Bi1e1zl0254lbIGcrYOtw2a0i1rljLdENTFV3UXyrv-H3FbO0pThDbWmPOIizZmztdjsriurCWO3F1PUTRGaAwioj5ar23ECd0lP37Y3fySnZSCXL0ypcA9X_wQnN7os3d7qdrOTI_T0HYsDqq4dAwits58X50kE7XgUIMifNaKz6IwtVBo/w640-h442/YoungSwimmers_DaveMartin2.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Young swimmers enjoying Ravine Park Lake, photo courtesy of Dave Martin.</td></tr></tbody></table><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;"><br />The beach was being improved as well, with the
Huron CCC camp hauling gravel and coarse sand to the east side of the
lake.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The beach would be 200 feet long
and extend 100 feet into the lake.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The
lake would be roped off at various points to address safety concerns.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Water would be treated with copper sulfate
and chlorine.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>An additional dam would be
constructed under the North Fourth street bridge which would restrict the
swimming area to south of the bridge and cutting off access to the large north
part of the lake.<o:p></o:p></span><p></p><p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">The lake was
nearly called "Lake Devore" by the Huron City Commissioners.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">The motion was to honor T. J. Devore, who
died in 1932 while working at the dam at Ravine Park.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">After a split vote, it was decided to stick
with tradition and call the lake "Ravine Park Lake."</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">The motion then passed unanimously.</span></p><p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"><br /></span></p><p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLoAjp9dSGK4cvkS9moOucgvtnqHWebbRDnSVZB4QNDg19d6_jI3JLGuKgskjVIjPnzvYk84VRGPPFn4fUqq4sT3i4AJwqkmeIbPXjgncG13VVd_So3rYos-tWftSyJv_GFIA88m6JURcQOYph7ETOfutYVPvV-OHzw5rVZg9v4RKxOWLZtvzr7a2c/s567/Aug4_1938_NewBathhouse.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="492" data-original-width="567" height="557" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLoAjp9dSGK4cvkS9moOucgvtnqHWebbRDnSVZB4QNDg19d6_jI3JLGuKgskjVIjPnzvYk84VRGPPFn4fUqq4sT3i4AJwqkmeIbPXjgncG13VVd_So3rYos-tWftSyJv_GFIA88m6JURcQOYph7ETOfutYVPvV-OHzw5rVZg9v4RKxOWLZtvzr7a2c/w640-h557/Aug4_1938_NewBathhouse.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"><br /></span><p></p><p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Ss-Qjl1Qt_rFaxxjD2RpF0s-poiUw_HyvjUwfbLXUu7xZ_isQsT3rIGY3IHptLjo1tCfDMWOi82M50S01jQZrT2jjE6bXkx0sWXeALQKx6hTRERbFl5llg5pjCHa_wI-IZHbjdCMSB9IxViUeha2H9ukVv7bQo3HxljuLGdSwXOIJSqg-6xJMW0O/s1615/Bathhouse_Roxanna%20Williams.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1615" height="429" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Ss-Qjl1Qt_rFaxxjD2RpF0s-poiUw_HyvjUwfbLXUu7xZ_isQsT3rIGY3IHptLjo1tCfDMWOi82M50S01jQZrT2jjE6bXkx0sWXeALQKx6hTRERbFl5llg5pjCHa_wI-IZHbjdCMSB9IxViUeha2H9ukVv7bQo3HxljuLGdSwXOIJSqg-6xJMW0O/w640-h429/Bathhouse_Roxanna%20Williams.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Four cousins at the Ravine Lake bathhouse. Photo courtesy of Roxanna Williams.</span></div><br /><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">The dream of
a lake at Ravine Park was finally realized on July 9, 1936.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">The lake officially opened then (although due
to a recent heat wave swimming had been permitting a few weeks prior), and a
dedication program was held.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">About 3,500
people turned out for the event and about 700 automobiles passed by the area on
that day.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">Clowns (Forrest Nelson, Virgil
Olson, Lloyd Miller) entertained, as did the Huron Municipal Band.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">Safety guidelines were introduced - children
were urged to swim in groups and stick to "supervised" hours, and
vehicles were asked to watch their speed.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">
</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">Fourteen lifeguards had been hired.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">
</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">In the following couple of years, additional WPA projects were planned,
including raising the lake dam to help with the water level in the spring,
improving roads in the park, working on the shoreline, and other general
improvements.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">The bath house was
constructed in 1938, also as a WPA project.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">
</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">An open house was held on August 4, offering tours, a Huron Municipal
Band concert, tap dancing, and swimming and diving exhibitions and
contests.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">Ravine Park Lake, as had been
envisioned for so many years, was finally a reality.</span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiheCw6fTTEnUPnx5mbcTkOxYJcJc7rcpQ7JeK7tQrPjsWxrw-0AwtgQDkUecE8PHE0FT_Y15-hTl5jbqouyePuoRQHdeM3kdxW2uQ8tQXmuAC5Eoxd1y75FPpyqvMh5sxIZH-z22brtoaMZV-KndwytuEX-OgZ0wkRk_sSzDHoNre3vIoq1tUOXfXU/s748/100ravinelake-Colorized.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="476" data-original-width="748" height="408" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiheCw6fTTEnUPnx5mbcTkOxYJcJc7rcpQ7JeK7tQrPjsWxrw-0AwtgQDkUecE8PHE0FT_Y15-hTl5jbqouyePuoRQHdeM3kdxW2uQ8tQXmuAC5Eoxd1y75FPpyqvMh5sxIZH-z22brtoaMZV-KndwytuEX-OgZ0wkRk_sSzDHoNre3vIoq1tUOXfXU/w640-h408/100ravinelake-Colorized.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p class="Standard" style="text-autospace: none;">
<span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="Standard" style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p class="Standard" style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Sources</span></span></p>
<p class="Standard">Stan Phillippi<br />Sheila Crown Arth<br />Dave Martin<br />Roxanna Williams<span style="text-align: center;"> </span></p>
<p class="Standard">Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, August 4, 1938<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, August 24, 1939<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, July 12, 1934<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, April 22, 1935<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, April 26, 1928<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, August 21, 1933<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, August 30, 1932<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, December 03, 1936<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, December 06, 1932<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, December 27, 1922<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, January 03, 1923<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, January 07, 1921<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, July 07, 1936<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, July 08, 1926<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, July 10, 1934<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, July 10, 1936<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, July 14, 1934<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, July 16, 1943<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, July 17, 1936<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, July 21, 1934<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, July 24, 1934<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, July 29, 1933<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, June 18, 1936<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, June 23, 1936<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, June 26, 1934<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, March 22, 1937<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, May 12, 1926<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, May 13, 1920<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, May 21, 1936<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, November 03, 1932<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, November 03, 1933<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, November 09, 1934<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, November 11, 1930<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, November 19, 1923<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, November 30, 1923<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, October 08, 1936<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, September 07, 1932<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, September 08, 1932<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, September 09, 1926<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, September 13, 1933<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, September 23, 1933<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, September 24, 1934<br />Evening Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, September 27, 1932</p><p class="Standard">Huron Weekly State Spirit, Huron, South Dakota, March 17,
1910</p><p class="Standard">Daily Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, October 26, 1895<br />Daily Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, January 10, 1933<br />Dakota Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, December 06, 1894<br />Dakota Huronite, Huron, South Dakota, July 06, 1899 </p>
<p class="Standard">Huron Daily Plainsman, Huron, South Dakota, January 26, 1971<br />Huron Daily Plainsman, Huron, South Dakota, February 09, 1972<br />Huron Daily Plainsman, Huron, South Dakota, February 24, 1974<br />Huron Daily Plainsman, Huron, South Dakota, July 29, 1979</p><p class="Standard"><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="Standard"><o:p> </o:p><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">National Weather
Service Quick Reference Climatic Information for Sioux City, IA and Huron, SD, </span><a href="https://www.weather.gov/fsd/suxhonref"><span color="windowtext" style="text-decoration-line: none;">https://www.weather.gov/fsd/suxhonref</span></a></p><p class="Standard"><o:p></o:p></p>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711776825293238093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876403528262108896.post-82865997774958568412022-06-01T20:47:00.002-05:002022-06-02T14:29:22.755-05:00The Mystery Building on the Corner<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlcDFaxtjMsWyWpaPqb59j-Fu_MninKKFt_dPbLEszlRuWl51PcBgmFmlkqtBonA5ZV-yR9ISXrOZfFhxi6HX_jcMR2uEmUCqMQDZ6ey77EMMAdHhb68ZlbkwZWLP8maj9dxx1651ZlNnjW9Ht0zyAhpE7sgiDMZlsGCrxMOAbYD-YctIzkQJc2hwRlw/s1118/2021.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="479" data-original-width="1118" height="274" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlcDFaxtjMsWyWpaPqb59j-Fu_MninKKFt_dPbLEszlRuWl51PcBgmFmlkqtBonA5ZV-yR9ISXrOZfFhxi6HX_jcMR2uEmUCqMQDZ6ey77EMMAdHhb68ZlbkwZWLP8maj9dxx1651ZlNnjW9Ht0zyAhpE7sgiDMZlsGCrxMOAbYD-YctIzkQJc2hwRlw/w640-h274/2021.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>I must have driven by this lot on the corner of 2nd street and Dakota avenue a million times in the years I lived in Huron, South Dakota. I never really noticed what it was. A gas station? A car lot? Who cares. Further north on the block were a bunch of old dilapidated buildings, also garnering about as much interest. It wasn't until some 40+ years later that I even gave it a second thought.</p><p>I was looking at some old postcards of those dilapidated buildings to the north when I noticed that there was actually *something* on that corner - a huge, very grandiose brick building! Where did it come from, and where did it go? These were two questions that I really wanted answered.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBNaVcirG6DOwx8W6WtTMaUOJCe8GfQoQ2sNOQjVdpLf0apRsnFv6mp0T1KRzBduh8EpCEW5fqkMtczymzYkM-RA_VkI4RKLXY7XVnBsYPpqGIQxvfAMI_skllC4D75DzQP_wH8N83kCkp90ckNozUN-Yg0XFVcKFAAb6R6fQbGa1wGbS0RtgtFIXwKw/s4032/BldgsNDakAve.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBNaVcirG6DOwx8W6WtTMaUOJCe8GfQoQ2sNOQjVdpLf0apRsnFv6mp0T1KRzBduh8EpCEW5fqkMtczymzYkM-RA_VkI4RKLXY7XVnBsYPpqGIQxvfAMI_skllC4D75DzQP_wH8N83kCkp90ckNozUN-Yg0XFVcKFAAb6R6fQbGa1wGbS0RtgtFIXwKw/w640-h480/BldgsNDakAve.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Houghton Block, from the south.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>The answer to the first question goes all the way back to January of 1886. C. D. Houghton and son, local hardware store proprietors, were piling sand in front of their hardware store in preparation to build this big block of 3 stores at this corner, hence the name it was commonly called, the "Houghton Block." Each store in this block was two-story and had a 25' store front and was 80 feet deep, with cellars under all three, and "water and drainage" were included. Houghton and Son would also be making all their own brick for the building, with trimmings of stone, and a metal roof. </p><p>This fine building prompted proposed additional building to the north. Joy Brothers planned to construct their own building next door, another two story building with stone trim. And if Joy Brothers followed through with their plans, Jacob Schaller would build a slightly smaller two-story building just to the north of them. However, looking at old postcards, either the plans were changed or never materialized, as only single story buildings were in these locations.</p><p>By September of that year, the Houghton block was being plastered and a sidewalk was being laid in front. Drayman Stewart hauled the large, long-awaited pieces of plate glass from the train depot to the store. The Chicago Clothing Company moved into the corner store shortly thereafter. </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwOBYvCsXq5NTR57sE7cH1PYi2AM3f4WwosBjlE2EykJpS0fJSQScD_R2Dc_1Zm2JpoxBF7NDVYpzN11r5bSuw2zbpQ4a8G9Q77c9tz5l0Hu9HksEA_nRfg0RW2sCn4L7MSROGlxvtBI8eOnWKLaZo9xgJ_KMDlaK0fSkZXOSGOb9O3ngrQaBbKgEIxA/s744/Unique2.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="744" data-original-width="660" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwOBYvCsXq5NTR57sE7cH1PYi2AM3f4WwosBjlE2EykJpS0fJSQScD_R2Dc_1Zm2JpoxBF7NDVYpzN11r5bSuw2zbpQ4a8G9Q77c9tz5l0Hu9HksEA_nRfg0RW2sCn4L7MSROGlxvtBI8eOnWKLaZo9xgJ_KMDlaK0fSkZXOSGOb9O3ngrQaBbKgEIxA/w568-h640/Unique2.jpg" width="568" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Houghton Block from the north. Note the Unique Theater sign. 1908.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Over the years many different businesses occupied these three stores. Houghton himself operated his hardware store from there, as well as a novelty store. Clothing stores, furniture stores, saloons, restaurants, grocery stores, and even the short-lived "Unique Theater" in 1908. Later in the life of the building car dealerships predominated, with a 550 gallon gasoline tank underground. The final business to occupy the Houghton Block was Findley Tire Store from ~1947 until ~1959. The building was vacant in 1960.</p><p>The majestic building met its demise around 1961. Unfortunately I was unable to find any newspaper accounts of it that might help narrow down the date; however, Norm Ambrosius opened a Skelly Service Station at that location in July of 1962.</p><p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">******************************************</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p>Sanborn Fire Maps - 1910, 1892, 1898, 1904, 1916.</p><p>Huron Daily Huronite - April 15, 1891; Jan. 29, 1886; </p><p>Dakota Huronite, Jan. 29, 1886; Sept. 02, 1886; Sept. 08, 1961; Sept. 16, 1886; Sept. 23, 1886; Oct. 7, 1886; Nov. 4, 1886; April 07, 1887; Nov. 21, 1889; May 08, 1890; Nov. 06, 1908; Oct. 31, 1908</p><p>Huron Weekly State Spirit - May 9, 1918</p><p>Huron Daily Plainsman- July 11, 1962; Aug. 12, 1962</p><p>Huron City Directories, 1911 - 1960</p><p>Huron Journal World - May 03, 1906</p><p>Various postcards</p><p>Google Earth</p><p><br /></p>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711776825293238093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876403528262108896.post-86886669962096584742022-03-31T10:27:00.001-05:002022-03-31T14:22:48.831-05:00The Ruptured Appendix<p>One summer morning I was outside with my grandfather, Bill Knutz, tying the dog out, when he told me that he had gotten very sick when he was 11. His appendix had ruptured and he was rushed to the hospital for surgery. He never said if he'd been sick prior to that or had any warning whatsoever, and he never said exactly how long he'd had to stay in the hospital, only that it was a "long time." Keeping in mind that this was before the era of antibiotics, it's probably nothing short of a miracle that he survived.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHCBpqlGt6UNJrOej2MJdhoaytzRBHRWanp0r2uk6lW6t4K4FAW0nEcOqTfrXCTh0oVdrHP4m9IytDC6PlbmYFgpZ3sMag2BGz8sQiebMEGvX3N37XHUEYcKdyP8_mMY98ottFm51gHkE5zAYclPSUWttSIC6i9mka0kWr5JS57bnHg_vc9riNtnqq/s1600/Farmhouse_PorchWillBillHoward.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1388" data-original-width="1600" height="348" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHCBpqlGt6UNJrOej2MJdhoaytzRBHRWanp0r2uk6lW6t4K4FAW0nEcOqTfrXCTh0oVdrHP4m9IytDC6PlbmYFgpZ3sMag2BGz8sQiebMEGvX3N37XHUEYcKdyP8_mMY98ottFm51gHkE5zAYclPSUWttSIC6i9mka0kWr5JS57bnHg_vc9riNtnqq/w400-h348/Farmhouse_PorchWillBillHoward.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Above: Will, Willie and Howard Knutz on their farm SW of Huron, S.D.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSm5RWGA35F04koe8E7vr7tQCsPVZ9ohERnn2-i1jVz1Ll5b8P4t0xzmsGA1W3VNl0VQ2t9rgVTaK9NaOcY2T4SQyxzHZ4SRgcBKCoAe8fGL0mK97x6F-lURJ3I8GynBZavSyyzNhx97GwvD5ZeiDxEbL8pTlWJkZv4LuKPyVf3HiP6bUowALwr0VS/s1600/Sprague.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1016" data-original-width="1600" height="406" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSm5RWGA35F04koe8E7vr7tQCsPVZ9ohERnn2-i1jVz1Ll5b8P4t0xzmsGA1W3VNl0VQ2t9rgVTaK9NaOcY2T4SQyxzHZ4SRgcBKCoAe8fGL0mK97x6F-lURJ3I8GynBZavSyyzNhx97GwvD5ZeiDxEbL8pTlWJkZv4LuKPyVf3HiP6bUowALwr0VS/w640-h406/Sprague.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p>What I know of the story starts with Sprague Hospital, one of Huron's early hospitals, located as many of us will remember at the corner of 5th and Dakota avenue. Although this was not the first location for the hospital, it was the most prominent and the last location. It was run by Dr. Buell H. Sprague.</p><p>"Willie's" appendix ruptured about Oct. 23, 1923. He was taken to Sprague Hospital by his father, Will, while his mother, Elvirta, stayed home with the other children: Howard (9), Richard (5), and Mabel (4 months). The family lived on a farm on the Virgil Road near McIlvaine's place, about 10 miles from the hospital. No doubt it was the longest trip Will had ever made to town.</p><p>No one can tell the story like someone who was there - and for that, we turn to his mother Elvirta's diary, graciously shared by Aunt Mabel and cousin Bonnie.</p><p><span style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Oct. 23: Willie was operated on for appendicitis at 10:30 o'clock this evening at Sprague Hospital. Will went with him and stayed with him. Was in the operating room while they operated on him.</p><p><span style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Oct. 24: I and the other 3 children went in to see Willie this forenoon and Will had me and the baby to stay with Willie and he and the 2 boys came home.</p><p><span style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Oct. 25: Will and the boys came in to see Willie. Willie is getting along alright but at nights he raves and tries to get out of bed and so I have to watch him close. The Drs. says there is some ether in his system yet and after it is out he won't do that way.</p><p><span style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Oct. 26: He surely has some terrible dreams and times. He imagines that we are trying to hurt or kill him, that Richard runs over him with the baby's cab and has it full of rocks. He calls me a darn fool. Will and the boys came in again today. I am staying at this hospital night and day. I sleep in a chair, Will brought baby's cab for her to sleep in. Mrs. George Peterson washes for the baby.</p><p><span style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Oct. 27: Will and the boys came in again today. Willie doesn't rave so of nights now. He is doing fine.</p><p><span style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Oct. 28: Will and the boys were in today. Willie is the same.</p><p><span style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Oct. 29: Will and the boys were in today. Willie is the same. Lulu comes up every evening, we go out to supper together.</p><p><span style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Oct. 30: Willie is the same. Will and the boys were in again.</p><div><div><span> </span>Oct. 31: Willie is the same. Will and the boys were in today. The nurses had a Halloween party last night.</div><div><br /></div><div><span style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Nov. 1: Willie is improving right along. Will and the boys were in again. He can eat jello, soups, custards, toast and ice cream.<br /><br /></div><div><span style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Nov. 2: Will didn't come in today. Willie just feels fine.<br /><br /></div><div><span style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Nov. 3: Willie is the same. I came home last night. </div><div><br /></div><div>At this point, Elvirta had spent 11 days and nights at the hospital with Willie, with a four-month-old baby to care for as well. There is one last entry in her diary for this time period:<br /><br /></div><div><span style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Nov. 4: We all went in to see Willie this afternoon. Mama, Papa, and Maudie [Elvirta's parents and sister of Carthage, S.D.] were there. Willie sure gets lots of gifts. He has apples, grapes, candies, gum, oranges, grape juice, pop-gun, box of trinkets, books of all kinds, Halloween horn, colors, pencils, pencil sharpener, knife, rings, tablets.</div></div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitV47jdh7b0FVCxrHTipKuAhneD0iDsDMdyu1scYfw9tXRCLqB3Pt1LhPN4WZcF2evGfgO_eIvbcOXowAhcD7a-1We0nixcTXX6RoZbPg4wDk8MPShtVD1XeDbX7kGKO_1HY-6RK6aRvTCnNeGoprX8YNf36ORJsV40BO91F9UBJA8FHcSRioRamNy/s1677/18.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1677" data-original-width="1186" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitV47jdh7b0FVCxrHTipKuAhneD0iDsDMdyu1scYfw9tXRCLqB3Pt1LhPN4WZcF2evGfgO_eIvbcOXowAhcD7a-1We0nixcTXX6RoZbPg4wDk8MPShtVD1XeDbX7kGKO_1HY-6RK6aRvTCnNeGoprX8YNf36ORJsV40BO91F9UBJA8FHcSRioRamNy/w453-h640/18.jpg" width="453" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: left;">Willie put the colors, pencils, and tablets to good use during his long stay. He drew pictures and wrote letters to pass the time.</span></div></div></blockquote><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilsmMnMBWzp_2rrCeqKVS09phP5QhvOaEpMX53cmkdPg2-yxlLD4P4Fv7LOSOl1iV2v1UFOh-xBof02vDqXJ7c5rYDJK40ki6xLaefioYQ2v3gYhrktcQdg6nsur8vQKJ0-DuZ3E7w5uyA0ITxMlAXC68ypBBXf7mEBI-t22Y3DtpRuiB_-mDtmlNC/s1419/LillianLetter.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1419" data-original-width="1133" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilsmMnMBWzp_2rrCeqKVS09phP5QhvOaEpMX53cmkdPg2-yxlLD4P4Fv7LOSOl1iV2v1UFOh-xBof02vDqXJ7c5rYDJK40ki6xLaefioYQ2v3gYhrktcQdg6nsur8vQKJ0-DuZ3E7w5uyA0ITxMlAXC68ypBBXf7mEBI-t22Y3DtpRuiB_-mDtmlNC/w512-h640/LillianLetter.jpg" width="512" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Of the letters he wrote to his classmates, the one above is my favorite. Apparently when it came time to write to Lillian, his future wife, he was speechless.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Exactly how long he had spent in the hospital is probably lost to the past at this point. But if there's a moral to the story, it's this: Write down your stories. Tell your grandkids, even if they don't seem interested at the time - more is being absorbed than you know. Nearly 100 years later, I'm glad Elvirta took the time to document this part of Bill's life, and that family members all shared what they had or knew of it. Thank you to you all.</div>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711776825293238093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876403528262108896.post-79354230495491939332022-03-30T15:51:00.003-05:002022-09-08T21:31:45.877-05:00The house on the Virgil Road<p> Pictured below is Elvirta Knutz and her two young sons, Willie and Howard. They are pictured at their home on the Virgil Road SW of Huron, S. D. Attached to the photo is a sketch she made of the home, with a note on it that reads, "Our home by McIlvaine's - we moved here in Mar. 1917 and bought it that June. Lost it and moved away in March 1925 to Wolsey." <br /><br />While they lived here, two of their children were born, and one died. And their son Willie met his future wife, Lillian Christensen, a neighbor girl.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdllqWZeCIGh696fkO1N7-MYF2TBowKiHkdgkHTbo_cbdtWLDgaIYpO3C1CYUGt3Y_Dc2l56-2Tv-q2z6ctyc8AMPWpYHyb0JvnFRU_RE-4dsz5gy5Wsq24zhAf2z9QNNAYGN8pJa8BVwA3lcYY6pbqq1BE5O26hq02q1HKs_Un4vvFih7rm03temw/s1266/Farmhouse_VirgilRoadAndSketch.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1266" data-original-width="1000" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdllqWZeCIGh696fkO1N7-MYF2TBowKiHkdgkHTbo_cbdtWLDgaIYpO3C1CYUGt3Y_Dc2l56-2Tv-q2z6ctyc8AMPWpYHyb0JvnFRU_RE-4dsz5gy5Wsq24zhAf2z9QNNAYGN8pJa8BVwA3lcYY6pbqq1BE5O26hq02q1HKs_Un4vvFih7rm03temw/w506-h640/Farmhouse_VirgilRoadAndSketch.jpg" width="506" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTlSyoD5lNDf_dyWb4OHGk8zjbaYA4h2RZnbRh2J49AQaXO64LH6_RIVODlstnbtVObutw89jaz5TOnb0YEaZgPnt0MbjDmKfUdXxvjjCCdH70kYlncn7CsCSDb4eK4d7mvkcz3PJS9vghCdL4Ub0WAlbQWqbVz4NcUI3q_xxGOo-aYcCNp2anpwWZ/s896/Farmhouse2_KnutzHouse_1273.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="592" data-original-width="896" height="264" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTlSyoD5lNDf_dyWb4OHGk8zjbaYA4h2RZnbRh2J49AQaXO64LH6_RIVODlstnbtVObutw89jaz5TOnb0YEaZgPnt0MbjDmKfUdXxvjjCCdH70kYlncn7CsCSDb4eK4d7mvkcz3PJS9vghCdL4Ub0WAlbQWqbVz4NcUI3q_xxGOo-aYcCNp2anpwWZ/w400-h264/Farmhouse2_KnutzHouse_1273.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Above: the house when I was there in 2016.</div><br /><p><br /></p>Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711776825293238093noreply@blogger.com1