Author recalls growing up near train station
Thursday, June 16, 1988

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Pix#1 - reading left to right: Pauline earl, Vera Earl, and Vernon Earl; sisters and brother: children of Mr. and Mrs. Jessee Earl, one residents on McDougal St.

Pix #2 - Dorothy Brooks, resided with her parents at 324 McDougal St., in the era explored in the McDougal St. article.

Pix #3 - This threesome all lived in the area about which this article is written. All boyhood friends of the author and all deceased. Reading from left: Carl Berry, Jake Seever and Vernon Earl.

Pix #4 - Wilbur Sheely resided with his parents at McDougal St. A lifelong friend of POTLUCK author. We grew up together. He is deceased.

(AUTHOR’S NOTE: Last week’s column was supposed to end with the note: “ to be continued next week”, but it was erroneously deleted. It continues today.)

Brooks Truck & Storage and crossing watchman

The Hocking Valley Railroad tracks were on the extreme eastern edge of the railroad years. Just east of the tracks on McDougal St., there still exists a brick building which in the earlier part of the 1900’s was the location of Brooks Truck and Storage Co. Mr. Brooks, the owner, lived at 324 McDougal. I’m not sure when they ceased to operate the business.

The brooks building we eventually purchased by Fostoria Ice and coal Co. It stood empty for many years and when I had become an adult and lived at 334 McDougal, I raised mushrooms in the basement of that building for a couple of years. Presumably that building in now owned by Schreiner construction, located at 410 E. North St., the former location of Fostoria Ice and Coal Co.

Residents of McDougal St.

here are the names of residents living on McDougal St., between N. Poplar and Cadwallader, closed to the railroad area, in the years between 1912 and 1925, recollected to the best of my memory and assisted by city directories...(starting at N. Poplar):

306 - Quilter sisters; 312 - I.J. McIntyre; J.C. Good; 320 - W.J. Stone; 321 - Mr. and Mrs. Same Sheely and son Wilbur; Mr. and Mrs. N. Nusser; 325 - Jesse Earl family; children - Vera, Pauline, Vernon; 324 - Mr. and Mrs. W.H. Brooks and Dorothy; 328 - H.F. Ott and V.E. Schuh families; 329 - Sam Brandeberry family and son Ralph; Vanderhoff family and son Clarence; Quickly family and son Howard; 330 - Roy Hartsook family’ David Preble family; W.G. Boyher family; 333 - Ed Ostwehold family; Wayne Cline family; Albert Baumunk family; 334 - R.L. Hill; Mrs. Hoffbauer; Harry Below; 337 - Gus Brandt family; Frank Brookman; Allie Adams and son Earl; 338 - Reynolds Grocery; 338 1/2 - Mrs. M.E. Myers; 340 - Reynolds family; Mr. and Mrs., also Ethel, Harold, Warren, Maude; 341 - Amanda Krupp and children - Rugh, Paul, Virginia, and grandmother, Margaret Babcock.

Update on people who lived there

Of all the people who once resided in that block of McDougal St., of those years ago, the only known still living, as far as I could determine are: Dorothy (Walters) Koons at 656 Cherry St., Vera (Earl) Stoneberger, 510 E. Jackson; Clarence Vanderhoff at 905 Williston Ave.; Mrs. Joseph Magers, 456 W. Center, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. V.E. Schuh; Virginia (Krupp) Fox, Detroit, Michigan; and myself.

In putting this article together I discovered that the Sam Sheely house at 321 McDougal has been owned in more recent years by Earl Kyle. He and his mother have resided there and the property has been well kept.

Writer-editor excellent, back on job

Bob Harley, native of Fostoria, graduated of F.H.S., and once an employee of the Fostoria Times, later to be on the staff of a number of large city newspapers was confined to a Detroit hospital for a long spell in 1987.

Some weeks ago I learned of his return to his position as a promotional writer for his employer who sells graphic arts equipment, and publishes an interesting promotional magazine to help sell his wares.

Here are some interesting “gems” from his column:

Harley’s Happenings from Buckeye Bob

“Rembrant is gone”

As I ended three months of hospitalization, it was disheartening to learn that a college classmate had entered a New York hospital to begin chemotherapy treatments for lung cancer.

A month later, on Easter Sunday, Milton Caniff, creator of Steve Canyon and Terry and the Pirates, ascended into the heaven for cartoonists. He has been producing a daily comic strip for 54 years without a hitch.

Caniff, a founder of the National Cartoonists Society, was known as the “Rembrandt of comic strips.” His technique was among the very best drafted comic strips every done. His talent and his hard work lifted the comic form to new artistic levels.

Caniff’s work won him numerous honors. He was known for his details drawing, believable characters, intricate plots and painstaking research.

Caniff’s first job was drawing cartoons for the Boy Scout page in the Dayton (Ohio) Journal Herald when he was 13.

In Caniff’s college days at Ohio State, he considered becoming an actor and went to talk this over with Billy Ireland, the late Columbus Dispatch cartoonist. Caniff had since repeated Ireland’s advice to him many times; “Stick to your ink pots, kit. Actor don’t eat regularly.”

Ad Inspires Writer

A classified ad in a newspaper offering some printing equipment for sale recently inspired a high school junior to write an imaginative, futuristic shore story and win a prize in a contest designed to encourage the use of newspapers in classrooms.

Here’s here story:

The printing press has stood in the old man’s attic for half a century gathering dust. It is for sale, but on one will buy it. It has no place in the work outside those attic walls.

Every now and then, the old man climbs the creaking attic stairs to sit and remember times when people actually read, wrote and though about things. Times when things called books and plays still existed.

“Yes<” he often sighs, life as changed since people became automated. I never though I’d see the day when free thought was against the law.”

Hisn and Hern

There are still some people who continue to say, “Aren’t I?” for “Am I not?” Some writer has hit off; this fad in the following:
the question was a poser, for
In truth the gal was his.
And there was nought that he could say
But “Yes, my dear, you is.”
Then mother put her two-bits in
as moms do frequently;
“Of course she are your missus.”
She chanted, “Aren’t she?’
He hung his head, ;unhappy chap,
then mournfully he nodded, “Yes
I must admit she am.”
His spouse went on, “Ph, ain’t your
not my hubby?” From afar
His low voice seemed to florist to her;
“Indeed, indeed I are.”
Now thus the authors make it clear,
And all our doubts allay,
That she is hisn, hi is hern-
They’re wedlocked, isn’t they?

Special Economic Report

I have received a copy of a special economic report by Bob Fraley of Christian Life Services and believe it contains extremely important information for the head of every household in America. The introductory paragraphs by David Wilkerson recount what he saw and remembers a the time of the financial crash on Wall Street in 1987.

Economics play an important role in Bible prophecy in closing out the church Age, and many Christian financial leaders believe that we are living in the End Time and should prepare accordingly.

The report by Bob Fraley covers (1) Post World War II; (2) Financial Trap; (3) 19029 vs. 1987; (4) Approaching Crisis; (5) New Economic Era; (6) Preparing For Crisis.

Copies of the special Economic Report are available by stopping at 927 N. Main St., and at Kaubisch Library. I believe you will be glad to get the report.

Also available is an excellent book by Bob Fraley in Last Days in America. copies are on load at Kaubisch Public Library and are also available for $49.95, By writing to Christian Life services, 6438 E. Jenan Dr., Scottsdale, Arizona 85254.

Heed god’s Word door is always open; we must step through this portion of toady’s column is taken from a bulletin, authored by Mike Evans, headquartered in Texas. It depicts the constant effort by many Christian leaders to take advantage of the opportunities that are available for spreading the gospel worldwide.

“for 22 years I have been praying that the door would open so that the gospel of the Lord Jesus Christ could be given to my relative...Russian Jews in the soviet Union.

“Well, to God be the glory through a mighty miracle that the door had been opened. I have the opportunity to not only go immediately and quickly to Russia, but also, I have the privilege of bring a part of the fulfillment of prophecy.

“I will stand in the center of Red Square with my Bible open to Jeremiah 31:8 where it says, “See, I will bring them from the land of the north and gather them from the ends of the earth, among them will be the blind and the lame, expectant mothers and women in labor, a great throng will return. The days are coming when I will bring my people Israel and Judah back from Captivity and restore them to the land I gave their forefathers to possess.” (Jeremiah 33 and 31:8)

“I had no idea, as a little child when my grandfather used to hold me in his lap and sing to me in Russian and in Hebrew, that the day would come when I could stand on the very soil where his own father, a Rabbi, read form the Jewish scriptures to the house of Israel. Most of them; have never even seen a New Testament.”