Vermilion Ohio, A Good Place to Live

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September 15,  2018>BRIDGES 900


SHOPTALK: Atop both computer desks this week are photographs of some of the most iconic Vermilion scenes in its history: the Vermilion River Bridges.

On the shop top is the existing bridge shortly after it was built in 1929. I can imagine the sound of the auto crossing the bridge in this pic. (I hope he didn’t hit the lady walking in the street.) Below the bridge (on the left) is the Helfrich Restaurant – later McGarvey’s. On the right is a boathouse. I don’t know who owned it when this pic was taken – perhaps it was Booth. But some years later a local commercial fisherman named Alva Snell would use it for his fish house. And as one can see on the bottom right of the pic someone had a boat livery on this side of the stream.

In the older pic on my home desk is (of course) the first river bridge that was maybe 50 or so yards south of the new one. The rails running in front of that bridge are those of the Lake Shore Electric Interurban railway. After the electrics crossed the river they ran right down the middle of Liberty. The boathouse that I referred to as the Booth / Snell Fish house in the newer pic is on the opposite side of the old bridge. I’m guesstimating that this photo was taken in 1927 or 28. The cars in both are very similar.

These are interesting pix.

EXCITEMENT IN THE BIG CITY: J. came by the museum around noon on Tuesday to pick my little mind about old cars (in snapshots). It involved a project for the Vermilion Area Archival Society. We talked for ten or fifteen minutes about the photographs and then it was mentioned that while visiting the library for just a few minutes, and going back home, and when back J. noticed the car was gone. It didn’t seem to be a big deal and it was thought that someone (a sister or nephew) might have borrowed it. Apparently someone did.

I’ve not heard yet, but I think the person all the lawmen are looking for borrowed her car. The chatter about their search for that person ended right after she reported it missing.

[NOTE: Later 1:40 PM – that is what happened. I hope they can recover the car before it gets trashed. I don’t know what the guy did, but the police, including the Sheriff and the State Patrol, were searching everywhere for him.]

[NOTE: Later still 2:00 PM – M. called to tell me J.’s car had been stopped in the Cleveland area and the culprit captured. J. will get the car back. I will wait to find out the reason he was running in the first place. Good job by the lawmen and women involved.]

And that’s life in the big city of Vermilion…

YOU’RE INVITED TO A CLAMBAKE: On Saturday October 6th the Vermilion History Museum is sponsoring a Clambake fundraiser at the Olympic Club. Board member and Club member Terry Diener will be the chef – and he’s darn good at it.

The bakes are $30 each ($10 for extra bag of clams) and must be purchased before the event. They can be obtained from any board member, or at the museum (T-440-967-4555). Tickets are limited. So be the first on your block to get one (or two, or three).


UNION SOLDIER A FAMILIARLY UNFAMILIAR FACE: Pictured is an old tintype that is among my g-grandfather’s (Caselton Roscoe’s) things at the museum. I’ve no idea who he is, but I like the pic. Scratched up or not it’s decent portrait.

This might be one of his brothers – or it might be one of his soldier buddies. I recall in one of his diaries he mentions having received a friend’s portrait. That doesn’t really help because there are several more soldier tintypes. This just happened to be the one that interested me most.

You will note the color in the cheeks. Somehow in many of these old portraits the coloring appears.

A SONG, A PRAYER AND A GRAWLIX: On what appears to have been a chilly autumn Sunday morning in the 1930s my grandfather paused for a moment and took the accompanying photograph. And while these shadows were frozen some years before my time began on earth the scene seen is where I spent a good deal of time in my younger days. The church is my church. The small garage behind the church was my grandparent’s garage. And the building seen just about it was my grandparent’s home and business. And the town hall (on the left) – well – it belonged to everybody. But take away the cars and it is the way I will always remember it.

The church was not just a “church” to me then or now. To be sure it is the place where I learned the words to “The Lord’s Prayer”, the “Old 100th” and to happily sing, “Jesus Loves Me”. It was also the place where one of my older brothers and sisters were married back in the 50s; the place where I spent many a Christmas Eve listening to carols reverently sung in a candlelit sanctuary; the place where I attended 2nd Grade due to overcrowding in the local school building; the place where I learned to spell the word “tomorrow”; the place where my friends and I played hide-an-seek; the place where we found it cool to situate ourselves on the stone sills of the arched windows of the basement; and the place with a storeroom under the front stairway that for one reason or another I always found fascinating.

In my pre-teen years my friends and I attended Sunday school in the kitchen of the church because there wasn’t any other room for us. Local attorney Tom Williams along with another Vermilionite, Dan Schisler, were the teachers – or perhaps better put – the overseers of 20 some boys ages 10 to 15 or 16. Sometimes we tried to make pancakes in the kitchen. But better than that sometimes Mr. Williams would walk all of us to the White Inn diner on Liberty Street next to George Rathbun’s store for a breakfast. Then there were times when, weather permitting, he’d organize a class hike for Sunday afternoons. We’d walk from the church through the town, the fields, the woods, across creeks, up hills and down to Cooper’s Hollow or the Fish and Game Club.

When everything changed I don’t rightly recall. Perhaps it was when the old church (dedicated in 1888) was sold and a new one was built on State Street in 1957. As old Ben Franklin said, “Not all change is progress.” And though Franklin’s words were those he placed on a tombstone for his parents, methinks the meaning is easily applied to my feelings about this church. As much as I try to tell and sell myself the fact that a church is not just a building – I don’t care what anyone says or believes – this is, and will always be, “my church”. New ain’t better. It’s just new. And old ain’t bad. It’s just old.

This is a wonderful photograph of a yesteryear. It is a visual of a record of a sunny Sunday following services at the church. Folks leaving the service stopping to visit with their neighbors and friends – perhaps critiquing the sermon or just exchanging pleasantries / gossip. The fella on the walk near the town hall stops momentarily to light a cigarette as he waits for his spouse to catch up on their walk home. It’s a nice day: A day for a song, a prayer, and perhaps a Grawlix or two. Because like it or not – as old Ben Franklin put it again – “Not all change is progress.” And there were a lot of changes just around the corner.

Ref: Written 09/02/2018; Never published.

YESTERYEAR'S NEWS: The following clips are dictated transcriptions from past issues of The Vermilion News. I think you will find them both interesting and fun...

Vol. XIV, No.15. - VERMILION, OHIO THURSDAY, September 15, 1910


He Has Played The Organ At The Congregational Church

It is just 50 years ago in August that F. C. Morgan commenced to play the pipe organ in the First Congregational Church at this place. At that time he was 12 years old. Another remarkable thing is he played almost every Sunday, accepting while away at school (where he played an organ Sundays) and several Sundays when sickness in the family kept him away. No storm however severe kept him at home, which is on a farm some 3 miles from town and he has received no compensation for this service. Mr. Morgan is a great lover of music and learned first to play on a "church" organ, a small affair which was operated by holding on the knees and operating a bellows. This organ probably one of the first and the fire lands is still in his possession. We doubt whether any organ nest in the state can boast of 50 years of continuous service for one church.

[NOTE: The “first organ” he played still remains in the church and is on display therein.]

Last Friday evening a reception was given at the church parlors in his honor. A large number were present.

The choir of the old church sang several selections. Miss Mattie Merrill of Burton was present and sang a solo. Miss Marsh gave a piano solo and Mrs. Swisher a reading. Mrs. Hamlin presented Mr. Morgan with a bouquet of 50 white asters after reciting the following:

50 Years As Organist.

Do you know, dear friends, what it means
To one who began in his boyhood and labored onto his teens –
And even into his twenties.

And onto his 30s too,
And when he reached his forties – there was nothing else to do
But to keep on playing the organ just as he always had done,
From the dawning of the Sabbath to the setting of its sun.

Now he has climb the mountains height
And backward turns his eye,
Mid sunny raisin shadowy light
Is upward path doth lie.

There he can trace the cheery road, and hear some darkening vale,
Where heavy pressed the worry load,
Or swept the angry gale.

There he can trace the narrow stream
Like ribbon band of blue;
Flowing through the grassy meadows green
With flowers of varied hue.

Here he can see cold rocks and gray
O’er which he upward climbed,
Each one a step along the way
The mountains top to find.

“So let your way wind up or down the hill,
Through rough or smooth the journey will be the joy,
Still seeking what you sought when still a boy.
New friendships high adventures and a crown,
You may grow old but never lose life's zest, Because the road’s last turn will be the best.”

Rev. Swisher then in neat speech presented the gold coin representing a dollar for every year. Mr. Morgan made a few remarks, speaking of the time when he first began to play.

After a short time spent in social chat, ice cream and cake was served. The affair was very enjoyable. The following persons were present who had sung with Mr. Morgan in the old brick church at different times since 1868.

Mr. E. C. Rust, Leader; Mesdames Amanda Myers, Harriet Edson, Julia C. Myers, Louisa Pelton, Eva Delker, Hattie Pelton, Ellen Hamlin, Mary Comstock, Cora Coen, Alice Tischer and Minerva Rae.


Mrs. Swain of South Amherst is reported to be very ill at her home in South Amherst.

Thomas Keating is suffering from malaria fever at his home near East quarry

The funeral of Mrs. Anthony Delafield was held from the Evangelical church Wednesday afternoon.

Amherst school enrollment is the largest in the history of the school, there being 472 pupils enrolled.

Bernard Stoltz has returned from the Massillon state hospital, much improved in health. This is his second confinement at this institution.

Ben Frame was fortunate in escaping with his life at the Ohio Quarry Thursday his clothing was caught in the line shaft and torn from his body, he received several bruises but no broken bones.

Mrs. Miss Mrs. Joseph Fitzgerald who has been suffering from typhoid fever for some time was removed to St. Joseph's Hospital at Lorain for treatment Monday evening.

Mrs. Martin Kurth who returned home last week from the Lorain Hospital where she underwent a serious operation several weeks ago, had the misfortune to fall from a chair in the latter part of the week, and is quite badly hurt.

Mrs. Anthony Delafield, residing southeast of the village died Sunday evening from blood poisoning. She was 35 years of age, and leaves a husband and a number of sisters and brothers and a host of friends to mourn their loss. Funeral services were held on Wednesday afternoon.

Strong's Corners

Leimbach Brothers have a fine lot of hogs for sale.


Mr. Hugh Sutton has bought the store at Florence and tends moving soon. Good luck go with him. It is the wills of his neighbors that he may prosper.


B. Zimmerson has a son very ill with typhoid fever.

The price of milk went up to seven cents in the village last week.

George Rhinemiller and wife enjoyed an auto trip to Youngstown and Buffalo last week.

Jos. Higgs was stricken with paralysis and lies in a critical condition.

E. J. Phelps will build a new house on his place to take the place of the one destroyed by the fire last spring.


Clarence Hill died at his home in Ogontz Saturday night after a long illness.

Miss Mata Winton received a severe fall one day this week that will confine her to the house for a time although no bones were broken.


Catherine M. Daniels was born in New York on the 5th day of May 1822. The early years of her childhood were spent at the place of her birth. Later she moved to Ohio and lived at Amherst also at Ceylon and vicinity. She was joined in marriage to Elias Lee Daniels in 1843. They lived together for 23 years, the husband preceding her to the better world May 1, 1866. To Mrs. Daniels were born four sons and one daughter. One son gave up his life in the Civil War and the only daughter died just two years before the mother.

Mother Daniels died at the Star Island September 5, 1910, at the age of 88 years and 4 months. She leaves to mourn her departure three sons and many other relatives and friends.

The funeral in charge of Rev. W. H. Herkner was held at the Ceylon church. The remains were then taken to Berlin Heights and interred in the Baptist Cemetery beside those of her husband.


John Parsons is spending a few days with his family.

Capt. Full and Will Parsons were home from the lakes this week.

Mrs. E. Copeland is expecting her daughter, Mrs. W. E. Steane and her husband and two daughters from Coventry, England, having arrived on the car mania September 13th.

Mrs. M. E. Lawless underwent an operation at St. Joseph's Hospital at Lorain Saturday from which she is recovering nicely.

We are glad to report Master Ralph Law is so far improved health as to be out-of-doors for a short time.

Louis Baumhardt fell about 25 feet from a tree while after a coon nest. The limb upon which he was standing was small and broke from under him. He was badly bruised.

A large number of Vermilionites attended the Erie County fair this week.

Mr. Castleton Roscoe received word Saturday of the death of his brother Ransom of North Milan. He and son Pearl attended the funeral Monday.

Mr. Charles C. Baumhart, who has been very ill at his home in Oberlin for the past several months, does not improve. The services of a trained nurse were secured this week.

Mr. August Schwensen who has been associated with his brother C. Schwensen in the bakery business here for the past several months, left for Sandusky Monday where he will be employed for about three months when he expects to leave for Germany for a visit with his parents.

P. B. Morgan left on Monday for O. S. U., Columbus where he expects to take a course in the Agricultural College.

The fire department was called out Wednesday morning to extinguish the blaze and the roof of the Quigley house just south of the Nickel Plate Ry. The shingles were badly burned and the water did some damage.

Mrs. Cornelia gun Gibson wife of L. S. Gibson, a retired capitalist of Norwalk drowned yourself in the reservoir Monday

Several thousand peach trees in the vicinity of Berlin Heights, have been attacked by "peach yellow" have been ordered destroyed by state inspector of his nurseries and orchards, N. E. Shaw, of Columbus. Considerable damage has already been done to the peach crop in that section.

John M. Auditor Bacher, the Wellington harness maker and dealer in the L. S. E. Rick at Linwood Crossing, August 28, die from his injuries Thursday at St. Joseph's Hospital, Lorraine. Mrs. otter Bacher is still in the hospital and this it is said does not yet know of the death of her husband or that of Miss zilch, her condition being quite serious. The funeral was held at Wellington Sunday.


Horace Ball has a large force force of men in his peach orchard at present.

Peach picking and shipping in keeping our farm it is keeping our farmers busy at present.





…Elihu Fernald, corporal; promoted to sergeant; transferred to company E.; veteran. Christian Eyle, musician; discharged August 7, 1865; veteran.


Erasmus H. Andress, not on muster-out-roll; Sidney Adams, mustered out with company, veteran; John R. Ackers, not on muster-out-roll; Ebenezer G. Allen, mustered out with company; Burel Butman, mustered out with company; David Brownell, veteran, mustered out with company; Charles Barber, mustered out with company; Peter Brones, mustered out with company; Lewis C. Clark, veteran, mustered out with company; Wilson S. Crum, veteran, discharged August 7, 1865; John Coon, John Call, Samuel Dailey, Edward Daniels, veteran, mustered out with company; Willard Dike, discharged December 14, 1864; William Davie, discharged December 14, 1864; Henry W. Dakin, discharged December 14, 1864; Christopher Edwards, Erastus Erskin, veteran, discharged May 13, 1865; Henry L. Ewing, discharged June 11, 1864; Louis A. Ervin, Thomas C. Fernald, Hiram B. French, Henry French, Eugene Frankenburg, died in Andersonville prison; Norman Foster, veteran, mustered out with company; John Franigan, Edward B. Fuller, Edward Gibbs, Nicholas L. Grow; John Haughn, discharged December 14, 1864; Alfred Haun; Charles Haughn, discharged to accept promotion July 10, 1864; Francis Higgins, James Hageny, Solomon Hower; Charles Harley, veteran, discharged August 7, 1865 ; Joseph Imhaf, David H. James, John H. Jefferson, Frantz Kromer, Charles Kramus, Andrew Laughlin; John V. Ladd, discharged October 29, 1864; Comfort M. Lewis, Charles Lausen, George W. Lewis, Rufus W. Lawrence, Dennis Lavler; William H. McEnalley, veteran, mustered out with company; Dennis Mark; Philip Mons, died in rebel prison; Michael McCarty; Augustus Mulchey, veteran, mustered out with company; Robert Meek, William Perry, John Plum, Calvin R. Porter, James L. Porter, William Rood, William L. Robertson; Albert Rice, veteran, mustered out with company; Augustus Rice, George W. Reed; George H. Sutherland, discharged December 14, 1864; Erastus Squires, Merritt Sextons, John C. Steward, dis charged by reason of fracture of right ankle September 27, 1864; James M. Smith, Frederick Schafer; William Seitt, discharged February 10, 1865; Henry Sprow, Morris Sweet, John Shadenck, Joseph R. Turner, Benjamin Thurlby; John D. Turner, veteran, mustered out with company; Michael Parchner; Jonathan Taylor, recruit, mustered out with company; De Witt C. Vance, died of wounds August 8, 1864; Isaac Vanderpool, Henry Wile, Thomas J. Wright, Harrison Warren, William H. Walker.


This regiment was organized during the summer of 1862, and at a time…

HISTORY OF ERIE COUNTY OHIO – With Illustrations and Biographical Sketches of Some of Its Prominent Men and Pioneers. – Edited by Lewis Cass Aldrich – Syracuse, N.Y. - D. Mason & Co., Publishes – 1889.

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ANCHORS THAT STAY IN PLACE: This is kind of interesting. In days long past people kept autograph books and many of their friends and relatives wrote in them. I suppose it was the Facebook of Yesteryears. This anchor appears on two of the pages in one that apparently belonged to my grandfather (Pearl Roscoe). Both my niece (Barb Akers) and I thought this to be rather clever. [This one reproduced the best.] It’s rather small.

The sentiment: ”May Faith Hope And Charity anchor you safe On the shores of eternity”. is graphically sincere. Things like or similar to this may appear in other autograph books of the era, but I’ve not seen any other than the several that I have.


When I went to the doctor for my yearly physical, my blood pressure was high, my cholesterol was high, I'd gained some weight and I didn't feel so hot.

My doctor said that eating right doesn't have to be complicated and it would solve my physical problems.

He said, "Just think in colors. Fill your plate with bright colors of greens, yellows, reds, etc."

So, I went right home and emptied an entire bag of M&Ms onto a plate, ate them and sure enough, I felt better!

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LOCAL ANNOUNCEMENTS: After giving it much thought this link has been "put-down". During the last year most of the folks who used to use this page as a bulletin board have acquired their own and, consequently, no longer need this forum from "Views". I have, however, kept links (in the links section) to Larry Hohler's "Hope Homes" in Kenya - and to Bette Lou Higgins' Eden Valley Enterprises sites. They are historically and socially relevant projects. I suggest that you visit these sites on a regular basis to see "what's shakin'".

Pay particular note to the "Hope Homes" page during the next few months / years. They are constantly improving the lives of their youngsters and those around them. This is an exciting project accomplished by exciting people.

Although this Vermilion High School Class of 1959 reunion is over classmates may want to stay connected with each other through organizerROGER BOUGHTON. Ye can connect by mailing him @ 2205 SW 10th Ave. Austin, MN. 55912 or you can just emailRoger.

Persons interested in the history of the Lake Shore Electric Railway (which was the subject of a recent past podcast series) - "the greatest electaric railway system on the planet" may want to go to and purchase a book called "Images of Rail - Lake Shore Electric Railway". It was put together by Thomas J. Patton with the help of my friends DENNIS LAMONT and ALBERT DOANE. It'd make a nice gift.

Another great book with Vermilion Roots is, "Grandma's Favorites: A Compilation of Recipes from MARGARET SANDERS BUELL by Amy O'Neal, ELIZABETH THOMPSON and MEG WALTER (May 2, 2012). This book very literally will provide one with the flavor of old Vermilion. And ye can also find it at Take a look.

MARY WAKEFIELD BUXTON'S LATEST BOOK "The Private War of William Styron" is available in paper back for $15.00 with tax and can be purchased locally at Buxton and Buxton Law Office in Urbanna, ordered from any book store, or Brandylane Publishing Company. A signed, hard back edition may be purchased from Mrs. Buxton directly for $30.00 by writing her at Box 488, Urbanna, VA 23175 and including $6.00 for tax, postage and packaging.

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