WI CLASS OF 1959 NEWSLETTER
| Editor: Roleta Smith Meredith | Issue 18 | February 2001 |
NOTE TO YOU FROM THE EDITOR: Last month I ask if you were really reading this? I received many replies and I appreciate it.
Each month I like the current newsletter better than the last one. This month the newsletter is terrific! I received so much input from so many and it is wonderful! I thank each of you who contributed. I hope you have made a New Year's resolution to contribute to the newsletter more often. Many have said that they haven't much memory of those times of our youth in Clarksburg. I thought I was the only one who felt that way. However, with each article, each letter or each little trivia question read, my memory is jogged to that pleasant time in my youth which can never be recaptured by anyone at any place or in any time. We were the fortunate ones! We didn't realize it then but we realize it now. Isn't it wonderful to share those thoughts and memories with others who have a common bond? I hope that more of you will contribute. Remember, you don't have to be from the WI Class of 1959 to contribute and be a friend. I look forward to hearing from each of you readers this month, you are important to us.
SATURDAY, MARCH 3, 2001
SARASOTA, FLORIDA
SIESTA KEY BEACH---SOUTH PAVILION
11:00 AM to 3:00 PM
OR WHENEVER YOU ARRIVE TO WHENEVER YOU WISH TO DEPART
Look for the yellow and blue balloons!Yes, finally we are going to have a WI picnic in Florida.....We welcome anyone from Clarksburg or anyone who wishes they were!
Please bring:
1. A lawn chair if you don't want to spend the day on a picnic bench.
2. A dish to share (one that serves about 10 or more). Hamburgers and hot-dogs will be provided.
3. Your own drink, NO glass containers. (Alcoholic beverages are allowed but must NOT be in glass).
PLEASE RSVP to Roleta1@aol.com by February 24, 2001....
I must know how many will be attending. If you have any questions or suggestions, please contact me. ------ Roleta1@aol.com or 941-349-3590.
SEE YOU THERE!
submitted by: Fred Alvaro WI 1959
Falvaro33@aol.com
I have read the newsletters and appreciate them very much. We just returned from Clarksburg yesterday after spending a few days with my parents. My father is getting along better that expected.....gets a little weaker each time I go home. Very tough on my mother who is taking care of him.
Jim and I had breakfast with Bucky Tustin (Stealey) who says he really appreciates the newsletters also.
Hope you and your family had a nice Christmas and have a happy and healthy New Years.
I don't know what I can add to the newsletter that would be of interest. I do have a picture of Ruth Ann Martin, Sallie, Jane Stout and Sandy Drummond that I could get to you for a future newsletter. It looks to be from 'Central days'.
submitted by: Carol Jimmie "Mimi" Lee Fanning WI 1961
MIMIJOHN @aol.com
Hi, It was so much fun to be visiting my brother, Tom Lee '58, and my sorority sister and friend, Marilyn Hurst Lee '62 here in chilly Florida. They can't even get the temperature right. I would love to be included in your WI newsletter and hopefully can be a contributing member. Is that possible? My E-mail address is mimijohn@aol.com. I graduated from WI in '61 and we will be having our 40th reunion this summer.
Re: to opera star Phyllis Curtin-- Her Mother, Betty Smith, was our choir director at St. Mark's Lutheran Church and my sister, Annabelle '60, and I had many years of training from her.
Re: Cyrus Vance has been a part of our community where I have lived for 25 years-Basking Ridge, NJ. He married the daughter of the Sloanes of W and J Sloane Dept Store in Phila area. They lived in the family mansion in our town until they sold it to the US Golf A for their hdqrs.. (Far Hills address). 20 years ago he had written a book and spoke to our AAUW group and signed my copy with a personal note of how we share Clarksburg. My Father donated the book to the Clarksburg Public Library but I've never checked to see if it is still there.
I look forward to being in the WI loop. I too have many memories.
submitted by: Tom Marshall WI 1959
marshall@robert-morris.edu
Happy New Year.
Thanks for another great newsletter. I hope that you had a lovely Christmas with your family. My son was here with us for Christmas. He came in from Boulder, CO.
I'm glad the Mounties finally won a bowl game, a nice send-off for Nehlen.
Sorry to hear of the recent deaths of John Criss and Mr. Bever. Mrs. Bever and my mother were good friends when I was in high school.
All the best
submitted by: Marilyn Hurst Lee WI 1962
TEL3@aol.com
Hi,
Thanks for the info and all of the incredible work you do to keep so many communicating
w/ one another!
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
submitted by: Olga Stenger Hardman
fsa00180@mail.wvnet.edu
Yes, I would be interested in reading anything about West Virginians, West Virginia, and other students from WI. I graduated from Victory in 1946 and taught music at Central in the very early 50's and then again from 1961-1975. I also taught music at WI part of that time (late 60's, early 70's.) In 1975, I became the music supervisor of Harrison County Schools and remained in that position until 1988 when I retired and opened my own music studio where I still teach piano, voice, and solfege.
"Those who hear not the music -Think the dancer mad."
submitted by: Charlie Burkhammer WI 1959
CBhammer@aol.com
Do you remember a young teacher we had in HS named Joe Kovach? I had him for some class my senior year, and he was the organizer of a bowling league that I was in. His picture is in the yearbook. He has an older brother, George, that I ran into last week. Seems Joe just retired from teaching after 40 years in Ohio. He must have left WI about the same time we did. I see Al Castellana around once in a while also.
submitted by: Janet Long Brosius WI 1959
jlbrosius@myfavoritei.com
This is the first time I am writing. It seems that time goes by faster as I get older.
I went to school with John Criss from grade school through high school. I sat in front of him. We were thrown out of class for talking and he said he would be in trouble with his parents. Told to tell them it was all my fault. A great person. He will be missed.
Am glad you are doing the newsletter. I do read them. This is starting my busiest time of year. It is what everyone loves. TAXES, TAXES and more Taxes.
Have a great year---Janet
submitted by: Buzzy Floyd Victory 1956
Floyds@lvcm.com (Buzz & Carol Floyd)
Marty Frey Dase sends me the newsletter and I really enjoy it. What a great idea for a way to stay in touch. I enjoy the nostalgia, and seeing that most of my old friends from WI are still alive and kickin'. Since I married a WI Class of '59 girl, I hope this old Victory grad is welcome. Also, my mother, and most of my family went to WI. My sisters and I were outcasts, but we grew up in "Norfew" and were loyal to NVJHS and VHS.
Keep up the good work, it's very enjoyable reading.
----As I have stated and restated---everyone is welcome to contribute to this newsletter---we all have a common bond to those places and that time in our lives. And I think after all of these years we can forgive those Victory Eagles for being there. Well, almost! Whatever happened to the people who attended RW? I don't think we have ever heard from any of those neighbors. If you are reading this and you are from RW, let us know---we would like to hear from you also! --Roleta
Floyds@lvcm.com
Reading the news that they tore down the old Moore's Opera House reminded me of a personal experience from the mid-sixties.
As Production Manager of a Vegas TV station, one of my better assignments was to direct a local show which starred the late, great, cowboy movie star, Wild Bill Elliott; a good lookin' son-of-a-gun who had acted in lots of westerns in the 40's and 50's. His roles included "Red Ryder," and the "The Adventures of Wild Bill Hickok." Bill always wore his two, pearl handled, six-guns, with the handles pointed forward, and was able to dazzle both the bad guys, and us kids, with his quick cross-draw. He was actually a real, honest-to-goodness cowboy, who could not only ride, rope, and shoot; but, his fast draw was real, too. And, as his screen character would say, he was a "peaceable man" who in real life lived up to the code of the old West.
One evening, over drinks, I got up the nerve to mention to Bill that I was just a kid when he was a leading cowboy movie star. He didn't seem to mind, so I went on to tell him that one of my biggest thrills in the early fifties, was when I got to see him appear live, on stage, at the old Moore's Opera House. When I mentioned this probably not too important date in his promotional tour agenda, of at least fifteen years hence, he really knocked me for a loop when he described his memory of the occasion. He had stayed at the Stonewall Jackson Hotel that night, and since no one had pointed him in the direction of Glen Elk, where the fun was, he had nothing to do but walk around downtown. To my surprise, he was able to describe downtown Clarksburg perfectly, and related a story about how he ended up window shopping in the old Berman's jewelry store on Third Street.
The store was closed for the day, but he saw a beautiful ring in the window that he really wanted to buy. When he asked around at the hotel who owned the store, someone there called the owner at home, and got him to come down and open up for our distinguished visitor. He was surprised at the friendliness of our townspeople, and said he still had the ring he purchased so many years before.
Needless to say, I was very pleased that someone whose life had been filled with so many exciting events, actually remembered my home town so well, and in such a pleasant way.
kmyer@harborside.com
NOTE:
Thanks, everybody, for making the Newsletter a good place to go.A wonderful 2001 to all,
Karen Moffett Lattin
But first, I'd like to recommend Tom Wolfe's new book, "Hooking Up."
It's a collection of pieces of his particular brand of journalism, some of which appeared in Harper's, Forbes, Esquire and other magazines.
I especially liked the first long article after the intro called "Two Young Men Who Went West." Although the subject is technology, it is so wrapped in a sugar-coating of entertainment that you hardly notice you're getting a dose of biography, sociology, and history with some commentary on U.S. life and religion tossed in.
If you enjoyed "The Bonfire of the Vanities" and "A Man In Full," you won't be surprised that Wolfe makes a ripping yarn of the tale of how we got transistors, how we got microchips and microprocessors, how we got to the moon, and how we got Silicon Valley. I can't wait to read more of this great storytelling.
.....is that the WHOLE TOWN, pop. 50,000, is NON-SMOKING! No smoking in any restaurants, taverns, stores or any public buildings. Is this happening in any of your towns?
January 3, 2001
PITTSBURGH (AP) Jack Fleming, the former Pittsburgh Steelers and West Virginia University announcer famous for his play-by-play call of the "Immaculate Reception,'' died Wednesday night. He was 77.
Don Nehlen, who retired last week as West Virginia's football coach after 21 seasons, said Fleming's voice was "absolutely made for radio. You recognized it immediately.'' "I came here in 1980 and he was literally 'Mr. Mountaineer','' Nehlen said from his home Wednesday night. "He was a great, great announcer for us in both football and basketball. Everybody in this state identified with Jack Fleming. He was just something so special. He's really going to be missed. A lot of people identified West Virginia University athletics with Jack Fleming.''
The native of Morgantown, W.Va., also did Chicago Bulls games in the early 1970s.
For the last three years Fleming worked with the Mountaineer Sports Network providing daily radio commentary and a weekly Internet column.
BBeall9346@aol.com
and
Barry Mazza WI 1958
Mutzy007@aol.com
Barry and Boo are looking for any information on a couple of old friends from Clarksburg. Do any of you have any information on or about Dean Henry or Bill Zahniser? Both graduated from WI with the Class of 1958. Both attended Potomac State College. Please send any information you might have to either Barry or Boo.....Thank you.....
DBLU2@aol.com
I am looking for Curtis Wilson. Curtis graduated from WI with the Class of 1958. If you have any information about Curtis or a lead I might follow to locate him, will you please e-mail me
--Thank you Carol.
How long do you search for something you have lost? How long do you search for a classmate you haven't seen in years? We never give up on finding our classmates! The search has been going on and on. We still have classmates who are lost (to us at least). Thank goodness you readers have helped us to find lost classmates. Any little hint is a clue for us! This summer several classmates made an effort to try to find Peggy Robinson (WI '59). Every lead was run down but always with a dead end. Never give up is the motto !!! And here is a story of how Joy Gregorie Stalnaker persevered and found Peggy.
hcpd@hackerscreek.com
Where there is a will, there is a way. What a coincidence!
Elizabeth Sims Layton, my husband's second cousin, and I were working on the Sims Family Tree the other day when she remembered that I went to WI and asked if I knew anything about some "lost" classmates of 1961. I didn't know anything about them, but I wondered if she knew anything about Peggy. She remembered that Peggy's sister, Trudy, was married to Jim Coffindaffer of the Class of 61. She sent me Trudy's phone number in Colorado and I called her this evening. She gave me Peggy's phone number. I called Peggy and when she answered I sang the WI fight song. She thought I was Trudy and had gone "nuts".
I just hung up from an hour's conversation with Peggy Robinson Michael! She is in Phoenix, AZ ! She was surprised that we had found her but delighted too!
She married Jim Michael. When they were in Charleston, she was friends with Chuck Bibbee's wife, Pat. Then they moved to Maryland - up near the New Jersey border. Now they are retired to Phoenix where they are building a new house.
I was able to share a lot with her and I did give her several addresses - particularly Kitty's in Alexandria. I told her about our 40th and the great time we all had. I also told her Dick Hanifan was in Tempe. I suspect he'll be hearing from her.
I have a reunion book and will copy and send to her at her request. I shared with her that we would have another reunion in 2004 and told her about the website. She doesn't have a computer right now, but will when they get moved into their new house (hopefully in the spring). She did promise to stay in contact now!
Meanwhile, her phone number is 602-992-9659 and her address is:
Peggy Robinson Michael
2545 East Mescale Street,
Phoenix, AZ 85028.
She will send me the new address when they get moved.
She is also looking for a college friend by the name of Mason from Wheeling. Anyone know a girl - er, woman - who was a Mason who was a teacher and graduated from WVU in 1963?
Oh yes. . . she's like some of the rest of us, she says. . . her hair is now white and wonderfully natural!!! So am I. . . I earned every one of them and I am not about to cover them up! LOL.
There, Ro. . . you have my two cents for the February issue. . . .What fun it is! Wow! Who do you want me to find next???
"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."EDITOR'S NOTE: This is a new section. I hope more of you will contribute. We want a recipe with a history. One you have tried, one that someone from the past gave you or one that your family loves and you are sure others will love it also. Please write the recipe and tell us a little history about it. Send it to Roleta1@aol.com. Since this section was suggested by Judy Noe Ashland, we are featuring her recipe and story this month.
JUJUBEE40@aol.com
I attended Chesnut Hills School from the first grade through the sixth grade. Our principal's name was Cecil Wagner. He was a tall, imposing figure with a nice smile. We had a school lunch program and one of the cooks was a cheerful, smiling, wonderful woman by the name of Bessie Oliverio. As long as I live, I will always, always remember the lunches served at Chesnut Hills School. No packaged, sterile, bland lunches for us; at least an hour before lunch time, the delicious aroma of fresh baked biscuits ,vegetable soup, fried chicken or chocolate cake would drift through the halls and tempt all of us from our studies. We walked single file to the lunchroom where we sat at long wooden tables on long wooden benches. We ate from real dishes and drank real, ice cold milk. The cooks would bring out our plates and everything, without exception was hot , well cooked and absolutely delicious. I especially remember Mrs. Oliverio as she was always smiling and was the best cook by far. She used to prepare a candy for us as a special treat--- a dental nightmare. It is called potato candy. I am sure that this recipe has been well circulated, but it holds a special memory for me of a time long ago when everything tasted and smelled better than any other time in my life.
1/2 c. mashed potato (warm)
1 lb. powdered sugar
1/2 c. peanut butter.
Mix potatoes and sugar well. Rollout mixture on towel dusted with confectionery sugar. Spread with peanut butter. Roll tightly into a log shape. Slice into small sections and chill.
Not a recipe of any great importance, but I guarantee if you make this candy for your grandchildren, you will become the world's best grandma and they will never forget it. I have never forgotten potato candy, Bessie Oliverio and those wonderful days spent at Chesnut Hills School.
P.S. This recipe section is really a way of preserving memories of a golden time for all of us; loving memories of a special event or a special person who gave us more than a recipe. I treasure my memories of that period of my life and I am sure that all of us have some precious recollection that we would all like to hear.
Now put on your thinking caps and let me know your answers...To tell you the truth---I didn't know a one of these so don't feel bad if you don't remember either.....My thanks to Bill Fowler who sent the first three trivia questions and of course the answers---but you don't get the answers until next month! Also thanks to Tom Marshall who sent the fourth question. So let's hear your guesses. How about sharing a few of those trivia facts or questions for a future newsletter and please give me the answers! As you know, I went away to college in the fall of 1959 and basically never returned, so my memory of Clarksburg facts is really bad!
QUESTIONS:
1. Where did Drexel's Record Store move when the Arcade burned down?
2. What made Lowell Drummond's Hamburger Mart "Hamburgers" different from everybody else's hamburgers?
3. On what Clarksburg Street was the short lived Kaiser-Frasier auto dealership located?
4. Who was the DJ for WBLK who broadcast from the booth atop the Ellis Drive-in Restaurant and Theater on Bridgeport Hill? He always announced older great records "stand-bys," as in "Here's another great stand-by" instead of calling them "standards."
ONE VIEW
jstealey@shepherd.edu
Students at Washington Irving High School in the 1950s were quite fortunate in receiving a high and competent level of instruction in the English language and its usage. My experiences with three teachers might have been typical of students who matriculated in those years. Josephine Swiger taught the subject in my freshman year, and Glyde Bailey instructed in the senior year. What was unusual with the Class of 1959 was that one class section had Emily Taylor for two years, the Sophomore and Junior. At the time, for me and the other (un)fortunates, having Miss Taylor for two years appeared to doom us to an ominous fate.
Only a few things, except their general competence, about Miss Swiger and Miss Bailey have survived in my memory. Both required a steady stream of writing. Miss Swiger always demonstrated a pleasant personality and a clarity of explanation that were exemplary. Miss Bailey was more circumspect in her instruction. She had the famous list of vocabulary words that she assigned on a weekly quota basis to her senior students to search for definitions and to employ in a sentence. She always warned that the words would reappear, trap-like, on future college placement and English tests. Indeed, they did. And, it has always later caused me to wonder where Miss Bailey obtained the wondrous master list that fully prepared her students. The two words that I recall are anathema and phlegmatic, but many others existed.
Having Miss Taylor for two years was humiliating especially to the male who was undertaking the usual struggle with adolescence as well as the ordeal with her class. She required each student to possess and carry at all times the eight-piece crayola package around the school. This salmon and green container attracted the ridicule of fellows who accused possessors of regression to elementary school and of an immature appearance. The crayolas were for marking the appropriate usage of a word in a sentence while diagramming. If vivid memory serves, the color and the designated word usage were as follows:
........blue-noun................brown-preposition
........red-verb....................black-conjunction
.......yellow-adjective.......orange-participle
........green-adverb...........purple-gerund
Her justification was that anyone could diagram a sentence, but not everyone could identify the usage of words. The use of the proper color under each word would indicate that her student knew.
Miss Taylor, as might be interpreted, was a no-nonsense type, portly, with big hair before it was called that, and stationary, for the most part, at her desk, who demanded much beyond the purview of the usual English teacher. She inculcated note-taking skills. In front of the room was a Victrola on which she played records of notable speeches from the World War II era. Students had to take notes of the content and turn them in to be scrutinized.
Plentiful assignments of homework include names of famous people to be researched. Biographical summaries of the individuals, usually eight to ten, had to be completed weekly. She also demanded book reports with the exercise culminating in an oral interview at her desk.
Memorization and recitation were part of her agenda. Students had to recall state papers and great speeches and recite them in front of the class. Among the selections were the Gettysburg Address, the Declaration of Independence, the Preamble to the United States Constitution, Patrick Henry's "Give Me Liberty or Give Me Death" speech, Thomas Paine's COMMON SENSE, and Senator Daniel Webster's reply to Senator Robert Y. Hayne. Charitable restraint causes one not to enumerate the degree of one's nervousness, nor to identify one's classmates with a propensity to freeze. One carries these speeches or their scars for life.
Like Miss Grace Albright in Latin classes, but with less frequency, Miss Taylor seated her classes according to performance. The ranking started on the left back row with a progression (regression) to the front, nearer to her desk in the right corner next to the windows.
The obvious benefits of these exercises to students, abhorrent as they seemed at the time, are apparent. The level of demand probably would not be acceptable in present-day society-a condition that speaks to the issue of what is wrong with today's public schools. For those of us who experienced Miss Taylor's effort gained something immeasurable for our future welfare. Of course, the society around Washington Irving High School supported these vigorous academic measures that were so beneficial to so many students.
jashley@erols.com
Just a few days ago (I'm writing this very early on New Year's Day) I was sitting on a bench outside the British Museum while my wife and kids were shopping their hearts out inside the gift shop. For some reason, I started thinking back to my days in Miss Bailey's senior course in English literature which had given me such a huge love for not only the works that she taught so wonderfully, but also for the history that defined the literature. I'm not sure that teachers always know how enduring are the values, hopes, and dreams that they instill in us.
My wife and I planned this trip as a "kid's week" for our sons (ages 10 and 7) and, as I sat there, I wondered if they would ever be blessed with teachers who will inspire them the same way that Miss Bailey did me. I don't know if the young teachers they have in their school can pass along the same joy of learning that we saw in our own teachers (and then saw passed along to the gifted teachers that many of our own friends and classmates became).
My kids still think I know a lot of things (that will soon pass) and I always tell them about the expectations our teachers had that we would read, study, question, and discover; that we would not let the hills of West Virginia be our boundaries, whether we traveled only in our minds or were fortunate enough to actually see the places we read about. So much of my life has been shaped by the lives we led in Clarksburg......and I always look to teachers such as Miss Bailey as a major part of that time. I'm sure she never thought that what she tried to teach me (and my grades certainly led her to believe I was absorbing very little) would be passed down to another generation of children so many years later.
PS.......in what has to be one of the greater coincidences of my life, I sat on the airplane on the way home in the "we've been flying forever" daze and started going down the list of grade schools in Clarksburg and wondering what had happened to them all.......and here I am the next morning hearing the "Outer Limits" theme song in my head as I read Judy Kimler's article in the January newsletter telling me exactly what had happened. Great article!! Where do the kids go for elementary school now??
DBLU2@aol.com
I recently read an e mail about 'going down memory lane'. It brought back many memories I haven't thought of for some time. And then, I started thinking about my marble collection while attending Morgan School. You see, I had a good thing going. Walking home from school, on Duff St., behind Barnes's Store was a wonderful place to play marbles. It seems like about three of us would play at a time. I wish now, I could remember who played with me. It was a daily event. My dad worked at the Union National Carbon Plant and brought home 'steelies' that knocked all of the marbles out of the ring. Sorry guys. I had quite a nice collection.
Carol's article about playing marbles reminded me that Akro Agate one of the world's best marble making factories was in Clarksburg.
jkimler@ezwv.com
The true story of "Akro is best told by Gilbert Marsh,one of "Akro's founders. His story below, appeared in the "Akro Beacon Journal"
"Dr. George T. Rankin and I conceived the idea of making marbles and packing them in boxes to sell at my shoe store on Main Street in Akron, Ohio. On March 23, 1911, we applied for the "Akro Agate" trademark and in August of the same year it was registered."
After a couple of years showing success in Akron, they decided to purchase a larger building and expand their operation. In late 1914 the company moved to Clarksburg, WV. The Clarksburg site was chosen for several reasons. Most important was the abundance and availability of natural gas and sand. Both are very important in the glass making industry. At this early stage, Marsh, Rankin, and Hill, weren't able to build a plant, but they found an existing plant that was vacated. The building formerly housed the "National Aluminum Company". It was an ideal site, since it was located beside railroad tracks, with a side rail to the building for loading. At this time they rented the building and began operation. "Akro Agate" first appeared in the"Clarksburg City Directory" in 1915, as manufactures of toy marbles, caster balls, and glass balls for lithographers use.
The Move to Clarksburg brought John M. Rawley into the partnership and in 1916, with the death of Hill, George A Pflueger, joined the partnership. Much of the success of "Akro Agate" can be attributed to their ability to capitalize on automation and the changing world markets between the two world wars. Up to this point "Akro" was doing well but serious competition developed when they lost two major patent suits. The first to "Peltier Marbles" and the second to "Master Marbles". After this, competition began to cut into "Akro's" share of the market. At this point "Akro"decided to produce other items along with marbles. One of the first items was a large heavy 5" square ashtray. During the early 1930's "Akro" experimented making ashtrays and small containers, such as cold cream jars. In 1936, "The Westite" plant in Weston, WV, was destroyed by fire. "Akro" acquired all the molds, which included flower pots, planters, vases, etc. from the Garden Line products "Westite" produced. Towards the end of the 1930's "Akro" tried the Children's Dishes, but at that time with little success. Then in the 1940's "Akro" designed two powder jars, a Scotty Dog and a Colonial Lady which were very popular. After this a wide variety of powder jars were made but none were as successful as the Lady and Scotty.
Then came the second world war and since cheap Japanese imports were cut off, "Akro's" Children's Dishes became a great success. Perhaps "Akro's" best years were during the war. They enjoyed great success until 1946, when at that time cheap plastics and metal toy dishes became cheaper to produce than glass. During the next three years "Akro's" sales plunged dramatically. By 1949 they decided to close and stop production. They continued to sell remaining stock, but on "April 24, 1951, "Akro" had a final auction sale and sold everything.
I got this information at the following site: http://www.mkl.com/akro/club/index.htm
Another site with a lot of facts about Akro Agate is: http://marblealan.com/akro/
Please add these names and e-mail addresses to your lists and drop them a line to welcome them to our alumni family!
| Buzzy Floyd (Victory '56) | Floyds@lvcm.com |
| Jerry Knight (WI '58) | jerry.knight@mawautoparts.com |
| Frank McDonald (WI '58) | oldtimer@wirefire.com |
| Anne Corbett Harker (WI '58) | boanco@xtalwind.net |
| John Stemple (WI '58) | stemple1@home.com |
| Paul Rector (WI '58) | hawkeyes_2@msn.com |
| Babe Bisping Cashman (WI '56) | scashman@ucnsb.net |
| Carol Jimmie "MiMi" Lee Fanning (WI '61) | MIMIJohn@aol.com |
| Mary Marchio Godfrey (WI '60) | GodfreyM@brevard.k12fl.us |
| Bill Burger (WI '60) | BBAA@mindspring.com |
| Bob Trent (WI '55) | meatball@iolinc.net |
| Deloros Costlow Wall (WI '58) | kidneybean60@aol.com |
| Maureen Quinn Colasessano (WI '59) | quinn1118@cs.com |
Roleta1@aol.com
It has been a while since I said thank you to Judy Daugherty Kimler. The work she does by adding the interesting graphics to the newsletter is magnificent. Without her, you would only be receiving a printed page via e-mail without the beautiful graphics.
....Great Job, Judy---we all thank you for the color you add to our life!
