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2008 Italian Festa Pictures

 

Dedicated to the memory of Old West Annville and the people who lived there around the first half of the 20th century.  They were mostly Italian immigrants.  They came from Italy and worked in the limestone quarries west of Annville and raised their families.  This web site is a tribute to the ethnic groups that settled in and around Annville: the Germans or Pennsylvania Dutch who farmed the land, the Italians who later worked the quarries, and to all those who lived in old West Annville and perhaps grew up there in the early 1900's. 

Be sure to visit Friends Of Old Annville at: www.FOOA.org

Your host for this web site is yours truely, Ammon "Poogie" Balaster, now known affectionately or otherwise as Dr. Pooge.  I'll try to keep this going and up to date but we need your input.  We need your pictures and your memories, your stories.

So browse through the web site and read  the emails.  Look at the old pictures.  It will surely bring back many memories.  Send us those memories in an email.  And look through your old albums or shoe boxes full of pictures and send or upload any old pictures you might have of the Old West Annville gang.   Scan your pictures and email them to me at ammonbalaster@yahoo.com or send me copies and I'll scan them.  You can send me original photos but I'm concerned that they could get lost in the mail or damaged. 

I have also set up the Old West Annville group on yahoo.  You can join the group right now at: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/OldWestAnnville/ .  You can actually upload your pictures right into your own album for every body to view.  I'm not sure how many we can post before we run out of space so I'll keep the www.OldWestAnnville.com site up as our official web site.  You can also email everybody in the group any time you want simply by sending your email to OldWestAnnville@yahoogroups.com .  Your email will also be automatically posted at the Old West Annville group site.  So please join the Old West Annville group at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/OldWestAnnville/  and join in on the email chatter.  It's great fun and great memories.


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I've organized the pictures into albums so that it will open faster and so you can navigate through them easier.   I may change things from time to time but for now I will post general email dialogue here with links to the picture albums.  I will try to include emails and commentary that relate to the pictures in with the pictures.  I have identified each album by the person who sent in the pictures.  If you scroll down to the picture albums you see an old picture of a young Charlie Mariani playing the accordion.  When you click on that picture it will take you to all the pictures that Charlie contributed along with comments and stories about the pictures.  You can return to this home page by clicking the return text at the top or bottom of the picture album.  That will bring you back here and you can then click on another album and enjoy.

HOW ABOUT A DEDICATION OF THE "BOOK"    TO ALL THE PEOPLE WHO LIVED IN OLD WEST ANNVILLE,, THROUGH GOOD AND BAD TIMES,,,, LAUGHTER AND TEARS,  WHO STRUGGLED AND ASSIMILATED INTO SOCIETY, RAISED THEIR CHILDREN WELL AS GOOD, SOLID CITIZENS OF THE USA.. THAT IS THEIR LEGACY.. GOD BLESS THEM....

JOHN

OLD WEST ANNVILLE  

 
An introduction by Charlie Mariani

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  IN A WAY, I MUST ADMIT THAT THIS ATTEMPT AT PRESERVING A MEMORY IS
REALLY ABOUT C H A N G E. AS HUMANS WE SEE SOME CHANGES AS BEING G O O D
~~~ OTHERS : NOT SO GOOD. CAN WE PREVENT EITHER?
  A VERY VERY LONG TIME AGO, THE BRAIN OF SOMEONE PROMPTED HIM TO CHISEL
OR CARVE OUT SOMETHING ROUND AND DISCOVERED THAT HEAVIER OBJECTS THAT
COULDN'T BE MOVED BY LIFTING THEM AND CARRYING THEM COULD NOW BE MOVED
EASILY
BY THIS 'WHEEL"
  AS TIME MARCHED ON THE CURIOSITY OF SOME HUMAN MIND ASKED, "WHAT ARE
THOSE SPECKS OF LIGHT IN THE SKY?" VOILA! OUR LITTLE 3 YEAR OLDS CAN
ANSWER THAT QUESTION TODAY.
  CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS  VENTURED THAT THE WORLD WAS ROUND, NOT FLAT,
AND CHANGE IN POPULATION PLACEMENT BEGAN.
  FOLLOWING IS THE INTRODUCTION TO A PLACE MANY OF US HOLD NEAR AND DEAR
:

THE OLD WEST ANNVILLE THAT
YOU AND I KNEW IS GONE. OUR BELOVED QUEEN, CHERRY, MILL STREETS AS WELL
AS OLD LEBANON ALLEY ARE NOT AS THEY WERE WHEN WE WERE CHILDREN.
HOLIDAYS WERE MEMORABLE CELEBRATIONS IN THOSE "GOOD OLE DAYS" THE ABOVE
MENTIONED STREETS  WERE ALIVE WITH PEOPLE ENJOYING ONE ANOTHER --- NOT
TOO MANY AUTOMOBILES TO KEEP US ON THE SIDEWALKS, MANY OF WHICH WERE
STILL DIRT PATHS.
RELIGIOUS HOLIDAYS USUALLY BEGAN WITH GOING TO CHURCH, COMING HOME,
CHANGING CLOTHES, HAVING A LITTLE BREAKFAST (not too much, for we knew
more goodies were to be had throughout the day) --  AND THEN OUT TO THE
JOYS OF THIS SPECIAL DAY.
MEMORIAL DAY STARTED THE "OUTSIDE" CELEBRATED HOLIDAYS,
  "IF" A PICNIC WAS PLANNED, SEVERAL FAMILIES WOULD GROUP TOGETHER AND
ENJOY TOGETHERNESS, FOOD, GAMES ( bocce, town ball, caddy, hiddy go, etc).
THE END OF THE DAY WAS LEFT FOR RESTING WITH A LITTLE SINGING WITH THE
NEIGHBORHOOD'S MUSICIANS PLAYING ACCORDION, GUITAR, BANJO, AND I
REMEMBER A MANDOLIN --- SELDOM DID ALL OF THESE PLAY TOGETHER AS A
BAND;
USUALLY SEPARATE. --- MY HERO WAS TONY MARIANI WITH HIS ACCORDION --- I
WOULD STAY TO LISTEN TO HIM PLAY FOR US RATHER THAN GO TO THE MOVIES . I
REMEMBER MISSING ONE OF THE SERIAL CHAPTERS OF THE LONE RANGER AND THEN
ASKING "EDDIE" HOW OUR HERO ESCAPED LAST WEEK'S DANGER!
  THE FOURTH OF JULY WAS ANOTHER HOLIDAY THAT PARENTS OF TODAY WOULD
PROBABLY HAVE A HEART ATTACK IF LAWS HADN'T BEEN MADE REGARDING
FIREWORKS. I WAS TOO SMALL TO GET SPARKS IN MY EYES FROM HUGE
"PINWHEELS" HUNG ON STREET LIGHT POLLS, LIGHTED, AND THEN VERY RAPIDLY
MOVE OUT OF THE WAY! --- THEY SPUN CRAZILY FOR 3 MINUTES SHOOTING SPARKS
FOR UP TO SIX FEET AWAY --- WHAT TEEN  TEENAGERS DID WITH FIRE CRACKERS
AND LIBERTY BELLS WERE AN INVITATION TO AN INJURY FOR LIFE.
  HALLOWEEN WAS AN EVENING OF JOY FOR THE YOUNGER CROWD, BUT A HELL-NITE
FOR RESIDENTS WITH OUTHOUSES BEING TOPPLED AND PORCH CHAIRS AND SWINGS
BEING FOUND ATOP LIGHT POLES. I BELIEVE OUR STREETS WERE THE DOERS NOT
THE RECEIVERS.
  CHRISTMAS WAS THE BEST OF ALL.
I'LL LEAVE THAT FOR ANOTHER TO WRITE ABOUT AS HIS HOUSE WAS THE
"BALLROOM" OF ANNVILLE WITH DRINKS 3 FOR FREE!
   THESE WERE THE CUSTOMS OF THOSE GREAT PEOPLE WHO IMMIGRATED FROM
ITALY, GREECE,
AND OTHER EUROPEAN COUNTRIES. THEY BROUGHT WITH THEM THEIR SKILLS, AND
THEIR WAY OF LIFE, WHICH! IN THE "LAND OF THE FREE"
WAS TESTED REPEATEDLY. THE EVERY DAY" EARNING A LIVING DAY"
TOO, WAS ALWAYS A CHALLENGE. NOT SO MUCH IN THE 1920'S BUT AFTER THE
BANKS FAILED, JOBS WERE NON EXISTENT. YOU'LL FIND MORE ABOUT THIS IN
PAGES TO FOLLOW.
THE JOY OF THAT ERA FILLED THIS SECOND GENERATION WITH JOY THAT WILL
LIVE UNTIL WE DIE ---  WE AND THOSE BORN INTO THE  3rd GENERATION OF
ITALIAN AMERICANS, HAVE POOLED TOGETHER OUR THOUGHTS AND PICTURES TO
HAVE OUR MEMORIES LIVE BEYOND DEATH.
  WE THINK YOU'LL WANT TO PLACE THIS BOOK IN  AN APPROPRIATE "PLACE OF
HONOR" IN YOUR HOME. MAYBE YOU'LL WANT MORE THAN ONE COPY TO SHARE WITH
FRIENDS -- IT SURELY WILL DECLARE:
"I AM A PART OF
              OLD WEST ANNVILLE"
 

Click on the pictures to view each album

                                                          
Charlie Mariani's Pictures       Dolores Balaster's pictures         John Bernardo's Pictures      

                                                        
 Jim Balaster's Pictures          Larry Frattaroli's Pictures             Tina Balaster's Pictures

                                                                         
Jackie DiAngelis' Pictures            Carol Mariani's Pictures          Ammon (Dr. Pooge's) Pictures

                                                     
Frankie Viozzi's Pictures                   OldWest Annville                           Joe Lupinetti's Album
                                                                    Reunion 12-06

                                                                
Donald & Mrs. Grimm                              Remembering
                                                             Ammon & Anna Balaster

 

Great pictures from the 2006
Old West Annville Reunion    
Click photo to enlarge

 

Great pictures from the 2008
Italian Festa                               Click photo to enlarge

More to come!

I mentioned to John, the Spaghetti Suppers we used to have at the old St.  Paul's church.  This was his reply:

FROM JOHN:
About 2/19/06

I SURE DO REMEMBER THE SPAGHETTI SUPPERS...... AT THE OLD CHURCH ON MAIN STREET,, THEN,,, JOHN MICOZZI WAS THE "HEAD CHEF"  AND MADE MOST OF THE SAUCE.... TODAY, THEY MIX EVERYONE'S SAUCE TOGETHER AND IT RESULTS IN A GREAT TREAT.. THE SPAGHETTI SUPPERS ARE STILL HELD ANNUALLY ON ELECTION DAY  VOLUNTEERS FROM THE CHURCH ROLL MEATBALLS THE NIGHT BEFORE,, AND IT PRODUCES LOTS OF REVENUE FOR THE PARISH.. ALL OF ANNVILLE LOOKED FORWARD TO ST PAUL'S SPAGHETTI SUPPERS... AND LOTS OF PEOPLE STILL BRING CONTAINERS FOR "TAKE OUT" ORDERS..  THAT'S THE MOST "ITALIAN" THING ABOUT ST. PAUL'S TODAY........BUT AS WE SIT IN CHURCH WE'RE ALWAYS REMINDED OF THE ITALIAN IMMIGRANTS WHO WORKED AND SOME DIED,, IN THE STONE QUARRIES.. OUR ALTER IS MADE OF LIMESTONE.. AND WHEN THE CHURCH WAS DEDICATED IN 1981, MY FATHER CARRIED A PIECE OF LIMESTONE UP TO THE ALTAR, TO REMIND EVERYONE OF  GENESIS OF THE PARISH AND THE ORGINAL FOUNDERS OF ST PAUL'S PARISH..             CIAO   JOHN

 

FROM JOHN:

CHARLIE, WHAT WONDERFUL PICTURES YOU SENT TO DR POGIE.......I  REMEMBER LOTS OF THOSE PEOPLE,,, WHO WAS FRANK MARIANI??  I NEVER MET MY MOM'S UNCLE ANTONIO FRATTAROLI, BUT I MET HIS SON, DAUGHTER IN LAW AND THEIR CHILDREN IN BEFARO, ITALY WHERE THEY WERE ALL BORN WHEN I WAS THERE A LONG TIME AGO.  HIS SON, ALSO NAMED ANTONIO LIVED IN THE HOUSE WHERE MY MOM WAS BORN IN BEFARO,, A SMALL VILLAGE NEAR THE ADRIATIC COAST..  THERE WERE A FEW OTHER FRATTAROLI'S  IN THAT VILLAGE, WHO WERE COUSINS OF MY MOM'S...REMEMBER SKEEZIX AND LIZZIE QUINTILLI, WHO LIVED ACROSS FROM JUMBO PEROTTI?       I WONDER IF HIS WIFE MARCEL IS STILL LIVING,, HE BROUGHT HER BACK FROM THE WAR,, SHE WAS FRENCH.,, AND WHEN HE BROUGHT HER AROUND QUEEN STREET , WE WERE ALL ENTHRALLED WITH SEEING A LIVE FRENCH GIRL , WITH RUBY RED LIPS!!!.    AND DO YOU REMEMBER, THAT IT WAS SAID THAT AMOS NARDINI FLUNKED HIS PHYSICAL INTO THE SERVICE BECAUSE HE TOOK A LARGE DOSE OF ASPIRINS BEFORE HIS TEST..??

WE HAD NEIGHBORS WHO RENTED PART OF OUR OLD HOUSE AT 539 W. QUEEN STREET,, ALLEN AND ELSIE BLOUCH AND THEIR CHILDREN RUSSELL AND RENA MAE.... RUSSEL WANTED TO GO TO THE "WHITE HALL"  QUARRY SWIMMING WITH US ONE DAY AND HIS MOM WOULDN'T LET HIM,,,,, SHE FINALLY GAVE IN, AND SAID BEFORE HE LEFT WITH US,,"IF YOU GO OUT THERE AND GET DROWNED,, YOU'RE GETTING A DAMN GOOD LICKING WHEN YOU GET HOME"!!!!!!!  RUSSELL IS DECEASED AND RENA MAE MARRIED  CLAIR "COOKIE" HOSTETTER, AND THEY HAD A DAUGHTER THEY NAMED "PALM"... THEY LIVE IN CAMP HILL,PA. NOW.., AND I PRESUME THEIR DAUGHTER PALM IS MARRIED WITH HER OWN FAMILY.....................JOHN

 

Click here to See Charlie's Picture Album

From Pooge"
John, you've got a great memory for detail.  It brings back a lot of memories.  I remember my Dad, Dan, and Frank Moore telling stories about Skeezix but I don't remember him.

 

From Charlie:

Hi Gang,
  I just had to respond to this.

---Skeezix was a gentle soul and always wanted to be a part of anything
going on. He pushed himself in even if he wasn't wanted ---- The Perrotti
boys Pete. Charlie & Casper were very active -- playing softball on
Cherry Street, getting Tony Mariani down to the street corner to play
his accordion ( sometimes Ammon & Ray Balaster would join in on the
banjo) and being HAPPY & ALIVE.
  Well, the foregoing is to let you know the following was not meant to
hurt Skeezix -- they thought they'd just give him a "hot ass" when on
one 4th of July, they dropped a good sized , lit firecracker, down the
back of Skeezix's pants.
  MUCH skin was removed as we saw when his Mom brought him back out of
the house with his pants down and him crying in much pain -- cussing and
looking for first aid. -----
  I, myself, was a little too young to piece this all together but my 3
brothers must have discussed this at the supper table for years
afterwards and I gathered the above.

Charlie

From John:

That's hilarious Charlie....Those Perotti guys were TOUGH guys.. If we could go back in time, I wonder what we would do differently...  I think most of our friends remember most vividly, the Christmas Eve festivities up and down Queen street, going from house to house, drinking anisette, eating homemade cookies, eating, eating eating.... and staying up practically all night!!  the OPEN HOUSES on Christmas Eve were wonderful...             Ciao        john


Email thread, Polenta Abruzzeze
Johnny, Charlie, Larry, Poogie

> From: NAPA422@aol.com
> Date: 2006/02/24 Fri PM 08:48:53 EST
> To: ammonbalaster@yahoo.com
> CC: arianicj@webtv.net,  larylori2@bellsouth.net
> Subject: POLENTA, ABRUZZESE STYLE.MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM GOOD
>
> aLL THE ITALIAN-AMERICANS IN ANNVILLE ATE POLENTA DURING THE WINTER 
> MONTHS,,, IT IS A PEASANT DISH FROM THE ABRUZZO REGION OF ITALY,, CONSISTING OF 
> YELLOW CORN MEAL.. IT WAS BOILED IN A BIG  POT AND STIRRED, AND STIRRED AND 
> STIRRED...UNTIL IT WAS THE RIGHT CONSISTENCY... IT WAS THEN POURED ONTO A  "POLENTA
> BOARD" ON THE TABLE TOP..... THE POLENTA BOARD WAS A SMOOTH, CLEAN  BOARD,
> SANDED SMOOTH AND WASHED AFTER EACH USE.... TO EAT POLENTA, ABRUZZESE  STYLE,,
> ONE NEEDED ONLY A FORK,,,,,, THE POLENTA WAS SPREAD OVER THE BOARD, AND 
> SMOOTHED TO ABOUT AN INCH THICK,, THEN COVERED WITH TOMATO SAUCE, SAUSAGE,, OR 
> GROUND BEEF, AND TOPPED WITH PAMESASANO CHEESE.MMMMMMMMMMMM WAS IT  GOOD!!!......

> ONE NIGHT AT HOME,, WE ARE ALL AROUND THE TABLE EATING POLENTA... ALL EIGHT 
> OF US, AND MOM AND POP............THE DOOR BELL RANG AS WE STARTED TO EAT...MY
>  OLDEST BROTHER ALBERT YELLED,   "GET THE BOARD OFF THE TABLE"..  THINKING
> THAT AMERICANS WOULD NOT UNDERSTAND OUR EATING CORN MEAL FROM A  BOARD....... MY
> FATHER SAID  "NO,,, THIS IS HOW WE EAT POLENTA".. THE BOARD  STAYS ON THE
> TABLE.."  MY MOTHER ANSWERED THE DOOR..... IT WAS AN INSURANCE  SALESMAN COMING
> TO COLLECT.............( HE CHANGED HIS ITALAN NAME,UNBEKNOWNS  TO US),  WE HAD
> NO IDEA HE WAS ITALIAN AMERICAN.

> , HE LOOKED INTO THE KITCHEN AND SAID ,,,,,,,,, "DO YOU MIND IF I ASK WHAT 
> YOU'RE EATING"...?    MY MOTHER EXPLAINED THAT IT WAS CALLED  POLENTA, AND THAT
> WE ATE IT ON THE "BOARD" LIKE THEY DID IN  ITALY...."     TO WHICH HE
> REPLIED,,," I HAVEN'T HAD POLENTA  LIKE THAT SINCE I LEFT HOME THIRTY YEARS
> AGO"!!........ OF COURSE HE WAS INVITED  IN TO EAT WITH US............AND BOY O BOY DID
> HE EAT THE  POLENTA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

> I STILL COOK POLENTA,, BUT HAVE NO POLENTA BOARD,, MY SISTER MARY HAS IT,, 
> AND WHEN SHE MAKES IT,, WE EAT IT ON THE BOARD, LIKE OLD  TIMES!!!!!!!!

 

Date: Sat, 25 Feb 2006 16:37:20 EST
Subject: Fwd: POLENTA, ABRUZZESE STYLE.MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM GOOD
To: StratNtwk@aol.com, marianicj@webtv.net, KMIN28@HOTMAIL.COM,
    MLRieker@aol.com, Scrubs7231@aol.com, NORGEPOST@aol.com,
    TJ390507@aol.com
From: <larylori2@bellsouth.net>
To: <NAPA422@aol.com>
Subject: Re: POLENTA, ABRUZZESE STYLE.MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM GOOD
Date: Sat, 25 Feb 2006 12:27:14 -0500

Hi John, I sent it on to Pooge. I still do it here when the kids are here. Mom used to close the blinds so no one could see in, when we were eating. That insurance man always showed up around dinner time.....Larry

From CharlieMariani
To John Bernardo
2/26/2006

POLENTA, ABRUZZESE STYLE MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMGOOD

Oh John,
  Why should I get teary eyed reading this?
I guess it's because my memory of any of the Traits brought from Italy
were humble,honest,shared,and done with an abundance of love. No one,not
me or the insurance man in this story, was ever able to leave Annville
Italian homes without being invited to eat or drink something.
When we youngsters started bringing home some of our non Italian school
friends they were treated the same and were they surprised and always
happy to return. ----- I remember Mr. Ely, coming to our house to
solicit workers for his garment factory, being offered some form of PORK
and had a hard time explaining that Jews don't eat pork! ---
But there again, when I became 13 years old and Prof. Dotter gave me
"working papers",
I started to work for Mr. Ely and became "his man Friday" --- I asked
him about the generosity of offering Italians jobs during the depression
even though most could not read or write English --- he told me what he
needed was good workers, not scholars!
  Thank you John for giving me in this warm feeling before church
on this COLD, Sunday morning.

click here for the picture albums
 

ahhhhhhhhhhh YES,,, I REMEMBER LITTLE MR. ELI... BONNIE DROVE HIS BIG CADILLAC, WHEN SHE WAS HIS BOOKKEEPER... SHE THOUGHT SHE WAS THE CAT'S MEOW DRIVING THAT BIG CAR!!...

ONE OF THE PAINFUL MEMORIES I HAVE AS A CHILD, PROBABLY IN FIFTH GRADE:   MY MOM USED TO GET THE FLOWERED FEED BAGS THEY ONCE USED AT BRANDT'S MILL,,,,,,,AND MAKE US SHIRTS OUT OF THEM.    WELL, SHE MADE ME  A SHIRT ONCE, THAT WAS WHITE WITH TINY YELLOW FLOWERS ON IT,,, AND  I WAS SO PROUD OF IT...THE FIRST DAY I WORE IT TO SCHOOL.  A GUY IS MY CLASS, NOW DECEASED, MADE FUN OF THE SHIRT....I RAN ALL THE WAY HOME CRYING, AND CHANGED MY SHIRT OVER LUNCHTIME.....MY MOM WAS VERY RESOURCEFUL WITH THE SEWING MACHINE, AND SEWED OUR RIPPED PANTS, SHIRTS,, DARNED SOCKS, ETC ETC...... TO MAKE THEM LAST AS LONG AS POSSIBLE., AND EVEN ATTEMPTED TO MAKE SHIRTS FROM THE COLORFUL FEED BAGS SHE WOULD GET FROM THE MILL NEXT TO OUR OLD HOUSE.   I GUESS DURING THE WAR THOSE COLORFUL BAGS WERE CHEAPER TO USE THAN BURLAP....I DON'T KNOW IF SHE BOUGHT THEM , OR IF MR. BRANDT WOULD GIVE THEM TO HER VERY CHEAPLY, OR FREE....

YOU KNOW, KIDS CAN BE VICIOUS AT HAT AGE....I COULD GO ON AND ON ABOUT THE HOLES IN THE BOTTOMS OF OUR SHOES,, AND PUTTING CARDBOARD IN OUR SHOES  ACTING AS A TEMPORARY "SOLE" , UNTIL WE COULD AFFORD TO GO TO JOHNNY BATDORF'S AND GET A NEW PAIR...... BOY, HE SOLD EVERYTHING IN THAT OLD MUSTY SMELLING STORE!!!..................CIAO               JOHN

From Pooge

Wow, does that bring back memories!   We used to eat polenta on an old enamel/steel kitchen table we had in the basement.  We ate down there so no one would see us as you mentioned, Larry.  
 
I remember Father Adair coming to eat polenta with us several times.  He loved it.  Later we actually had polenta parties and invited friends and neighbors.  Frank Moore, of course, was always there and sometimes Vicky (?) who lived in the west half of the house where the Windle's lived. 
 
I haven't had polenta like that since I left home.  I'll have to make some and invite the neighbors.  That ought to get some attention.
 
Ciao,
 
Dr. Pooge 

Click here for Pooge's Picture album 

Jackie DiAngelis joins in

Hi Johnny,
I have a few old photos of my family if you are interested in them. Here is one of my great nonno & nonna Emilio and Elizabeth Valpioni DeAngelis. This photo was taken in Levia's yard. I also have other photos that I don't have scanned into my computer yet. When you come back home for a visit, if you would like to see the photos that I have just let my mom (Betty Wible) know.
 

Friends are Angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.

Jackie

 Click below to go to
Jackie DiAngelis' Pictures
 

From John:

Betty, That one picture is my POP,, and your mom,,, "my uncle "baby" Vincenzo Spurigo, and my Aunt Dunell and your aunt MABEL.......................... WOW  THAT IS AN OLD ONE,, my mom must have taken the picure,,,  I don't know who your mom is holding,,, maybe you??        JOHN

CHARLIE,,,,,,,,,, YES, I THINK MY POP WAS EATING AN ICE CREAM CONE.... "UNCLE WINGY".. HIS NAME WAS VINCENZO SPURIGO..... WAS A CHARACTER,, HE HAD A SPECIAL LITTLE DANCE HE DID WHEN HE WAS DRUNK, ,WHICH WAS MOST OF TH E TIME,,, I THINK HE "RETIRED" AT 40!!!!.. MY POOR AUNT DUNELL WORKED AT THE ONO DINER, AND WALKED TO WORK IN SNOW,, RAIN, SLEET, ETC... THEY LIVED IN A LITTLE HOUSE IN ONO,,,, THE SNOW BLEW UNDER THE FRONT DOOR IN WINTER.. WHEN WE VISITED THEM,, I USED TO CRY, BECAUSE THEY HAD SUCH A DIFFICULT LIFE..... BUT THE KIDS ALL TURNED OUT WELL,, WE HAVE A  SPURIGO, FRATTAROLI, BERNARDO REUNION EVERY TWO YEARS AT MY COUSIN LOUIE'S HOUSE IN SHEAFFERSTOWN........... FUN TIME!!...  ON THE PICTURE WITH MY POP,, THE LADY ON THE LEFT IS SADIE,, SHE'S HOLDING MAFALDA.... BETTY IS MAFALDA'S SISTER,, DI ANGELO.......AND HER DAUGHTER JACKIE IS SENDING THE PICTURES TO DR POOGE.. JACKIE LIVES IN THE HOUSE WHERE RUSSO'S LIVED,, NEXT TO WHERE BETTY, RONALDO AND FRANKIE NOW LIVE.. ON S. CHERRY STREET,,                CIAO JOHN

Click here for John's picture album

Does anybody recognize where this picture was taken>
Pooge

In a message dated 2/28/2006 7:53:32 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
Charlie.............. I THINK  the name Booba is a diminutive of a word that means a little DOLL, in Italian....,,,,,,,,,,,and  probably was her nickname from the day she was born....  I've never hear that name Booba before, or since...  They're all gone, so we will never really know .. I wish i had used a tape recorder to record conversations of the old  folks when they talked about the "old country".. and their experiences,, There are so few of the old folks left that we just have wonderful memories  of them.....I can't believe that Angelo Vitti and Louie Ercoli who were step brothers, are both gone..  I think that Jennie Vitti is gone also...  Frannie DiEnno is still living,, but I haven't seen him in YEARS......... I used to visit Tony Di Enno while he was in Manor Care in Lebanon...He was a super guy. They also  lived on Cherry Street....
 
We should have a "brain picking" session with Anna Balaster, Bonnie,, Mary, Frannie DiEnno, Bob Micozzi  who is very sick,, Carl and Lydia Mariani Lupinetti,,, Helen Lupinetti,,,,,,Helen Mariani, Betty and Mafalda Di Angelo,,,,,,,,,,,,,, Jennie Perazzoli DiVittore who lives in Hershey.., you and I......... when i get back from Florida,, and RECORD the conversations and memories.........I think Tony Moore's wife Norma,  has lots of old pictures of the Mooore family.,,,,,,,,She lives in Hershey............. Any one i missed,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,??? any others?

 

3/2/06
From Larry

In a message dated 3/2/2006 9:02:43 A.M. Mountain Standard Time, larylori2@bellsouth.net writes:

Hi Dr. Pooge,  this project is really growing, and should be of benefit to all of us, that want to remember the "Good Times", in Annville. I have a bunch of pictures that I am getting ready, but I am going to send them to you, as I don't know how to put them on the page. I need your snail mail address, so that I can get these off to you.

Many of these pictures are very old, and I can't identify all the people. The main center of these, is Queen and Cherry Streets. The streets are still dirt, but it seems most of the action was right in this part of town. We only ever had one roll of film, for the "Brownie Box Kodak", and only on special occasions. There never was too many places for a "Kodak Moment", other than the Quarries, Queen street bridge, down by Brandts Mill, and the street. Others were taken in the garden, or backyards.

Frankie Moore, was a great friend of the family.  He was always helping my Dad, building, remodeling, wallpapering, and always invited to dinner. I spent a lot of time with "Fishy", going to farm sales, to the mountains to get rocks, and hauling something for someone. He did the stone work in front of the house at 130 S. Chestnut St., and it is still standing, I think. I remember the many "concerts" we had in the back yard, with your Dad, and banjo, and my Dad, with guitar or accordion, and Joe Viozzi, on the little Italian accordion.

I'll get these off to you, with captions, that I remember, and we will go from there. Tell your Mother, we, Lorraine and I , say hello. My wife Lorrraine and your Mom, used to work together at "ITG" making sanwiches and salads, for the  vending machines........Larry Frattaroli

 
 
From Pooge 3/2/06 
Hi Larry,
 
This has turned out better than I ever expected.  It has brought all of together after so many years and the memories are fantastic.
 
I forgot all about Frank Moore's nickname "Fishy".  They were all close friends.  Fishy did a lot of work at our house too and was there for dinner most every Thursday and Sunday for spaghetti.  He could eat a pound all by himself.  I remember your Dad.  He was very good friends with my Dad for sure.  I don't recall Joe Viozzi but I do remember a little man on Queen Street (a few doors east of Fishy) who played the squeeze box.  He had a funny nickname.  I'm sure you remember.  Was that Joe?  I don't think so.
 
Mom is doing great at 93.  we had a wonderful time over Christmas.  I'll tell her that you and Lorraine send your regards but stop in to see her if you get a chance.  She would love it.
 
Larry, I'll be glad to scan your pictures and get them back to you.  You can mail them to me at:
 
Ammon Balaster
2 Lakeshore Park Road
Boulder, Colorado  80302
 
Ciao,
 
Tina Balaster
 
From:  Orestina Balaster
 
In a message dated 3/2/2006 6:07:05 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, orestina@paonline.com writes:
HI    I'll check my picures  , I might come up with something.    As for making polenta , there"s an esier way to do it now  with  instant corn meal.    5 minutes and done.       aunt tina

Click here to See Tina's Picture Album

Click here to See Jim Balaster's Picture Album

 

From: Pooge

Thanks Aunt Tina.  About the polenta, Mom said the same thing.  She even mentioned a foreign bran of cornmeal called Goya I think.  She says it's better.
 
Dr. Pooge 
 
In a message dated 3/2/2006 2:56:34 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
DR POOGE,, Thanks for the copy of your note to  Cousin Larry Frattaroli.. The guy you referred to played the "squeeze box"  was called SHOEMAKER............ His real name was Silvio DiCesare,, and his wife "PUMPY".. was Pompelia....They never had children.. Pumpy was a Capretti... she has sisters, Eva.. who lived next to Viozzi's on main street,, and Lavira who lived on Queen Street.. Lavira  had BRIGHT RED HAIR. and married a guy named Greenawalt.. They had a daughter EVA JANE, who still lives in the area,, I think she was a nurse.. Tina Candori would know perhaps.............. Ciao John
 
 
 
Ha John, that's fantastic.  I love it.  You and Charlie remember everybody.  That's exactly right. I remember Shoemaker and I remember Eva Jane Greenawalt.  She was a year or two younger than me and a hot little number at that age.  What a cutie!  I also remember a tall funny skinny guy who tuned our piano and played the trumpet I believe.  Do you remember him?
 
Dr. Pooge 
In a message dated 3/2/2006 7:18:44 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
DR POOGE.... DO YOU REMEMBER THE LIVERING FAMILY WHO LIVED ACROSS THE STREET FROM WHERE ZAMPARUTTI'S LIVED???  MY GRANDPARENTS LIVED IN HAT HOUSE,, AND MY GRANDMOTHER DIED IN THAT HOUSE,,, PROBABLY AROUND 1931??
 
LIVERING'S HAD A SON NAMED THEODORE, BETTER KNOWN AS "KNOBBY".   HE WAS RETARDED, BUT  WAS VERY NON VIOLENT AND FRIENDLY.. HE WENT SKIPPING DOWN THE STREET SAYING " HEY MISTER, HEY MISTER, HERE COMES SOMEBODY MISTER KNOWS"........HE VISITED OUR HOUSE OFTEN.   I WONDER IF LARRY OR CHARLIE REMEMBER HIM.... HE'S DECEASED NOW,,, HIS SISTER BETTY WAS IN MY CLASS IN HIGH SCHOOL.  BETTY WAS CHASING ME DOWN THE HALL AT THE OLD GREYSTONE BUILDING  ONCE,, AND MISS KRUM TOOK US INTO HER ROOM AND SMACKED OUR HANDS WITH A  RULER.. SHE WAS MEAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!.......... JOHN
 
Hi John,
Yes, I remember Knobby but I remember his brother "Duper" or maybe "Dooper" even better.  Duper lused to come down to the store (Candori's Grocery) rolling a tire.  He was all black and dirty from rolling that tire around all day.  I was pretty little but I remember thinking how cool Duper must be rolling a big old tire around.  Duper lived right  next to Smitty's junk yard so there were plenty of old tires to choose from.
 
Dr Pooge 
lol  that's funny,,,,,,,, and one of the kids was called "honeyboy"

From Charlie
Hi John,
   I think the Liverings had moved into that house some years after  the
Yeagleys had moved out ----- we moved to Church Street not too long
afterwards.
  We got to know Ronald who was in my nephews school class and Jimmy
would bring him around. He was extremely polite and dressed neatly
almost always wearing a tie.
  It's strange that I can't recall "Knobby" or "Duper" --------- after
we moved to Church Street I won a bicycle at Diel's Drug Store. (
located in the old bank building across the street from the Tydol gas
station) --- later the two Davis brothers bought the store and moved it
up to the old Kimport's Dept store ------ WELL,any how, at 12 years old
and transportation,
I spent most of my spare time on Queen Street with the Mariani's and
Candori's ---- yet, ole Knobby or Duper aren't in my memory
 

In a message dated 3/3/2006 3:05:16 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
There were four Livering boys,,,, herman,, ronald,, knobby, and the oldest one, whose name i can't remember,,,,,he married Jenny Vitti..... and Betty, Lucille, and perhaps another girl.....

I think Duper was Herman, Ronald as I recall was smart and well dressed.  Was the oldest one James?  My sister would know or Betsy or Tina.   Dr. Pooge

 

Dolores says his name was Eugene/  He push Dolores into a mud puddle on the way to school and got Dolores' dress all muddy.  She didn't like him much after that.  Duper had flunked first grade so he ended up in my sister Dolores' class.  He came to school one day and the bell rang and the teacher saw that he had put something in his pocket.  Mrs' Bomgardner, the first grade teacher, asked him to take it out of his pocket ......it was an ice cream cone.

From Tina Alonzo Candori:
The other girl was "Mimmy". She is still around. I think she may be the only one living. The older boys were Peanuts and oretty boy. Never did know their real names

That's a very  old log house.  It was in bad shape with rotted clapboard siding and no paint.  I suppose now it has vinyl or AL siding but it's still log under there.

Pooge
 
In a message dated 3/3/2006 5:17:35 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, CCANDORI writes:
Lavera was married to "Sparkey'. They both had eye problems. They had a daughter Rosemary. Eva Jane's   mom was Minnie. She was married to Harry Greenawalt   Eva Jane and Rosemary both came to my Mom's funeral last year. a Lebanon.
I too have pictures and will get to it soon.   Tina
 
Thanks, Tina:
I do remember Sparkey and Lavera.  They both had weird eyes, right.  I wonder if it was Sparkey that tuned our piano.  Not that he was a piano tuner or anything but I guess he had an ear.  I'm not sure.  I do remember whoever came lived near there and they weren't Italian.  He cam and brought a case.  We thought it was his tool case to tune the piano but when he was finished, the case turned out held a horn.  I think it was a trumpet.  I don't remember too much after that but I guess my Dad took out his guitar and they played.  Of course, Daddy would always sing.  You could here him blocks away.
Dr. Pooge

I think Sparkey was the guy who tuned our piano and he had a case with him when he came.  We thought it was his piano tools but later, after he was done, he opened the case and he had a trumpet.  So Daddy got out his gutar or banjo and they played some music.

 

In a message dated 3/3/2006 5:30:03 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
dr pooge.       FOR THE RECORD.............  TINA IS RIGHT,,I was confused about the Capretti girls,,,, and who they married.....Rosemary was Lavira's daughter, and Eva Jane was the daugher of the other sister Minnie.......... SORRY... my memory is getting fuzzy,, but then TINA CANDORI is lots younger than I am!!!...
 
Yup, Tina.s right.  Thanks for straightening that out.   Dr. Pooge

 

DR POOGE.. EVA JANE WAS STILL A CUTIE LAST TIME I SAW HER!!... DON'T REMEMBER THE PIANO TUNER,, WE HAD ONE WHO WAS AN OLF MAN,,AND HAD A GREAT BIG TUMOR COMING OUT OF HIS NECK,,, IT WA LIKE A BIG BALL HANGING FROM HIS NECK,, WITH BLOOD VEINS,, ETC,, IT WAS GRUESOME..I DON'T REMEMBER HIS NAME.   BUT HE TUNED OUR PIANO,,, THE IRONIC THING IS THAT WE ALWAYS HAD A PIANO IN OUR "PARLOR" AT THE OLD HOUSE AT 539 WEST QUEEN STREET,, BUT NO ONE COULD REALLY PLAY IT,!!!,,,,,,, WE PLAYED WITH IT!!  AND AT ONE POINT WE HAD A PLAYER PIANO WITH PIANO ROLL.. WE WOULD POKE HOLES IN THE PAPER ROLL TO MAKE WIERD SOUNDS!!   .  THERE WAS A LADY NAMED MRS. WILT WHO USED TO VISIT US, AND SHE PLAYED REAL "HONKY TONK" STYLE PIANO!!
 
 
 WE ALWAYS HAD A STUFFED PEACOCK IN OUR PARLOR... H.E  MILLARD GAVE IT TO MY DAD,,,,,I WONDER WHAT EVER HAPPENED TO THAT BEAUTIFUL BIRD,,,  IT HAD BEAUTIFUL GREEN,S BLUES AND PURPLE COLORS IN ITS TAIL....
 
 
 
LARRY.. THAT PICTURE OF FRED PUTTING CHEESE ON THE POLENTA,, IN THE BOARD WAS FANTASTIC!!!....THAT'S PROOF THAT WE ATE IT ON THE BOARD!!! I MADE SOME LAST WEEK, AND HAD SOME NEIGHBORS IN WHO ARE AN ITALIAN COUPLE FROM CLEVELAND.. THEY WENT NUTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.  THANKS ALSO FOR THE MANIIFEST FROM THE SHIP GRANDMA FRATTAROLI CAME OVER ON...  I SUSPECTED THAT HER MAIDEN NAME WAS DI BATTISTA.. I WONDER IF WE HAVE ANY DI BATTISTA RELATIVES IN AMERICA??            CIAO       JOHN
In a message dated 3/3/2006 3:00:28 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
ANOTHER THREE SOME ON THE WEST END OF ANNVILLE WERE MY COUSIN ED FRATTAROLI (FETTEROLI),, FISHY MOORE AND HAMMER DISHONG.. THEY HUNG OUT IN ED'S GARAGE, PLAYED CARDS,, WENT HUNTING AND FISHING TOGETHER, ETC... ED IS STILL LIVING IN WARREN MAINE,, A WIDOWER,  IN HIS LATE 80S............ HE WAS THE SON OF MY UNCLE CHARLES, AND EMMA METZ.......... REMEMBER HER? JOHN
That was Ed Dunmoyer and his wife Edna but I don't remember Hammer Dishong.  I do remember Emma Metz.
 
Yes, I remember Emma Metz I think.    I don't remember Ed or Hammer.  Dr. Pooge
 
larry, im sure Bonnie would know.. I suspect that grandma Frattaroli had a  baby who died very young,, I suspect it was James,,,,,,,,,,,,John Ps,  I'll  ASK KATHY TO  ASK HER MOM IF SHE REMEMBERS ANYTHING ABOUT THIS,,,,,,,,,,,,, CUZ JOHN
NAPA422 writes:
Yea Lucille was slow too. She got pregnant at the old carnival  near the creek on mai st. She had a baby but we never knew where it went.
Do you remember the carnivals on Saturday night. My dad always played the blanket wheel and won those awful wool blankets that we used on our beds. Also we never ate polenta on a board. John, you know that my Dad was way too fussy to do that.
 
Right Lucille was slow too but Betty was sharp as I recall.  Tina, how do you know that Lucille got pregnant at the Main Street bridge carnival???  and who contributed to that exciting event?? Since you seem to know all the dirt.
 
I certainly remember the carnivals.  They were great.  Frank DiNunzio always played and also that WLBR radio Dutchman guy that sold potato chips... Jack Haines.  Do you remember?     Dr. Pooge
 
In a message dated 3/3/2006 5:55:15 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
DR POOGE,, THERE WAS A GUY NAMED NICK PORECCA... WHO WAS A HUCKSTER,,, HE DROVE AROUND IN A CAR FILLED WITH EVERYING FROM SOUP TO NUTS,, AND SOLD THE STUFF OUT OF HIS CAR... HE WAS FONDLY KNOWN AS "NICK THE JEW".............. WE THOUGHT HE WAS A JEW FROM NEW YORK.    HE SOLD EVERYTHING OUT OF HIS CAR!!!!............. AND DO YOU REMEMBER THE "RAG MAN"  ......WE USED TO SAVE RAGS,, NEWSPAPERS,, PIECES OF IRON, ETC, AND SELL THEM TO THE RAG MAN........ HE HAD A LITTLE SCALE AND WEIGHED EVERYTHING AND PAID US ACCORDING TO THE WEIGHT.... WHAT FUN TIMES WE HAD!!!   JOHN
 
Oh yea, John.  that's great.  I used to tell my kids about all the vendors that came around to the house where now you have do drive all over the place to get anything.  I remember Nick the Jew.  I think he got an old beat up panel truck later and sold everything out of there.  There was another old raspy voice Italian guy that came around with good Italian cheese in the back of his old truck.  His name was Barbaga or something like that.  He may have been from Reading or somewhere.  The rag man came around with a horse and buggy.  I think they were Mennonites or Amish.  He had a big black coat or cloak and was hunched over in that buggy.  In those days they paid you to recycle your junk.  I remember after the piano tuner was there (whoever he was)  he took out all the player piano parts which were no longer working and there was a lot of lead tubing and junk.  Mom said I could sell the scrap to the Rag Man and keep the money....what a deal.  I think I made out pretty well!
 
Let's see who else came around...there was Finks Bakery mmmmmm I remember as a little boy the baker came early in the morning.  I would go out to the truck with Mom and it smelled so good with all that fresh baked bread and stuff.  Sometimes Mom would buy some sticky buns..mmmmmmm good. 
 
 Then there was the butcher, Kingsley & Brown cleaners, the umbrella man.  Oh I believe the Rag man was different than the junk man that I referred to above.  The rag man would take you old rags and make you a rug.  There was the pretzel man that came around later  Billy's Bretzels and another grocer guy that had a bigger step van.  Some came to our back alley and some came to the front on Cherry Street.  Seems like my Dad got into a spiff with Nick the Jew about a dress or something and that one grocer guy with the step van presumably cheated on the scale when weighing the cheese.   Dad told them off in no uncertain terms and they never came around after that.
Dr. Pooge

click here for the picture albums

 

From: CCANDORI
To: NAPA422
 

I remember the rag man. My Mom was always telling me that she was going to give me to the rag man and every time I heard him I was so scared. I remember feeding the "Bums" all the time. They would come and sit on our back porch and Mom would feed them

Don't forget about Aunt Jemima coming to kreider's store. She was real 

Tina,
I forgot about the bums.  they would come to our house too and Mom would feed them or Daddy would say..."Anna, make this guy a sandwich"  then he would sit there and talk with them to get their story.   Daddy would talk to them for hours.  One time Daddy was talking to one bum who Daddy said he was a smart guy.  He had long hair and a big beard so Daddy gave him a dollar and told him to go up to his brother in law, Dominic Felig, who was the barber on Church Street (or is it Chestnut Street) to get a hair cut.  Well Dominic cleaned him all up and didn't charge him anything and he went on his way.  Some years later that "Bum" came back to visit Daddy and thanked him for turning his life around.  He was well dressed, he had a good job, and was married.       Dr. Pooge

 

yeah   THE BUMS WERE ALWAYS AROUND FOR FOOD,,MY MOM DID THE SAME THING... THEY HAD TO SIT ON THE BACK PORCH,, AND SHE HANDED FOOD OUT TO THEM............I WAS AFRAID OF "PAPPY NACE"  THE JANITOR AT THE ANNVILLE GREYSTONE SCHOOL..... THE WORD WAS THAT IF YOU MISSE SCHOOL "PLAYED HOOKEY"... PAPPY NACE WOULD COME AND TAKE YOU BACK TO SCHOOL IN A BABY COACH!!!!!               I WAS NEVER ARAID OF THE RAG MAN , TINA,,, HE BOUGHT OUR STUFF AND GAVE US PENNIES!!!!!!!!!!! JOHN

 

In a message dated 3/3/2006 6:11:35 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:

The carnivals were at the same spot where the tug of wars were held. They always had a country western band. I was very little when we went. We really got some carnival glass there.I don't remember what they had to eat. I'll have to ask Maggie She has a good memory. Boobo was Pooba and I think it had something to do with her being crippled.

 
Right the college had the tug or wars there. 
 Who was Boobo and Pooba?   Dr. Pooge

 

In a message dated 3/3/2006 6:22:31 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
EMMA METZ,, MY COUSIN ED'S MOTHER LIVED ACROSS FROM THE OLD  PAUL TRENTA HOUSE ON QUEEN STREET..... I THINK ED AND HAMMER WERE BEFORE YOUR TIME,  DR POOGE.. YOU AND TINA ARE STILL BABIES.. JOHN
 
Okay, I remember now.  I think Betsy and my sister Dolores broke a window in her house one Halloween.  It was big trouble. 
 Do you remember the Shuey's and the Snavely's of course.  I saw Wayne Snavely at my Uncle Dicks funeral a few years ago.   
Dr. Pooge
 
In a message dated 3/3/2006 6:23:48 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
THE FIRESTINE'S LIVED ACROSS  THE ALLEY FROM ALONZO'S.... JANET,, FIBBY, AND BEN.. ARE THE ONES I REMEMBER,, JANET WAS IN MY CLASS, AND IS LIVING IN ANNVILLE,,
 
I don't remember them.  I think Tina and I were still babies.
Dr. Pooge

 

In a message dated 3/3/2006 6:44:58 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
BOY O BOY,, DR POOGE,, YOU DAD WAS VIVACIOUS, HAPPY GUY,,  ALWAYS SMILING AND LAUGHING, MAKING MUSIC,, OR RIDING HIS MOTORCYCLE....WHAT A PERSONALITY HE HAD!!   
 
Yes and your Dad too.  He was always laughing and making everybody else laugh.

 

In a message dated 3/3/2006 6:44:58 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
 
Those old Italians just seemed to have a lot of fun.  I remember laughing so hard as a kid whenever anybody came around it was a party and it was so much fun.  They would sing and tell stories or just say funny things in their broken English.  My Aunt Lena from Hershey was a real trip.  She was so funny and her husband Albert Ferretti was kinda quiet. Then there was my Aunt Ada or Seta as we called her.  Her husband was Dominic the barber up there near where Sparky lived.  He couldn't see too good in his later years and he had real thick glasses but my Dad always went to him for a haircut until one day he cut the tip of his nose with the scissors because he got so close to see.  Dad would never let him forget that.  They joked about it for years.  
Dr. Pooge
 
In a message dated 3/3/2006 7:39:13 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
INTERESTING STUFF, DR POOGE....  I ESPECIALLY REMEMBER FINKS BAKERY TRUCKS GOING TO THE DUMP UP NEAR PERAZZOLI'S.... THEY WOULD THROW AWAY THEIR DAY OLD PIES, ETC,, AND WE'D BE THERE WHEN THEY ARRIVED, AND THEY GAVE US THE PIES,, OUR FAVORITES  WERE THE MONTGOMERY (CHESS) PIES............MAN, THIEY WERE GOOD!!    THE CLOSEST THING TO THEM TODAY IS PECAN PIE,,,, WITHOUT THE PECANS ON TOP...........MMMMMMMMMMMM GOOD!!!!!! JOHN
 
WOW!  You guys were lucky.
Pooge
ge
In a message dated 3/3/2006 7:46:38 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
OH YEAH,, JACK HAINES,, AND THE CARNIVALS IN LEBANON,,,, UNCLE JACK AND MARY LOU.........REMEMBER THOSE BEAUTS???  I THINK THEY DRESSED LIKE ROY ROGERS AND DALE EVANS,,AND  SANG COUNTRY/WESTERN MUSIC............THE LOCALS WENT WILD OVER THAT REDNECK MUSIC.  BUT THE CLIMAX OF THE YEAR WAS ALWAYS THE ANNVILLE PICNIC... WHEN EVERYONE WENT TO HERSHEY PARK FOR THE DAY.. THEY DIDN'T LOCK THEIR DOORS!!!.. EVERYONE PACKED A BIG PICNIC BASKET, WENT TO HERSHEY PARK,, GRBBED A PAVILLION AND HAD A WONDERFUL DAY IN THE PARK,,,,,, THERE WAS NO ADMISSION, BUT THE RIDES, SUCH AS THE ROLLER COASTER, THE WHIP. MERRY GO ROUND,,, FUN HOUSE,, ALL CHAGED A NOMINAL FEE.. LIKE  TEN, FIFTEEN OR TWENTY FIVE CENTS!!.. WHAT FUN!!    EVERYONE LOOKED FORWARD TO THE ANNVILLE PICNIC CAY AT HERSHEYPARK!!!!!!!  JOHN
 
Oh yeah.  That was the best day of all.  The whole town was closed on Annville picnic day and in the morning before the park opened they had contests in the field at the park like the three legged race and potato pealing contests.  Crazy...How about the Old Mill and the Cuddle Up and, of course, the Ferris Wheel and the Bumper Cars.   Dr. Pooge
 
In a message dated 3/4/2006 1:49:29 P.M. Eastern Standard Time, CCANDORI writes:
Cay
the laughing lady at the Fun House,,,,,,I wonder if she's still Laughing???  the shooting gallery, the Whip,,, the thousands of FISH in the creek that ran through Hershey Park. they  now have TEN or ELEVEN world class ROLLER COASTERS.. and attract Hundreds of housands of tourists every year!.. I's becoming another DISNEY WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!

 

In a message dated 3/3/2006 7:48:00 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
YEAH, ANYWAY, TINA,, HOW DO YOU KNOW LUCILLE GOT PREGNANT AT THE CARNIVAL???    WERE YOU A WITNESS TO THE ATTACK??
 
Who said it was an attack????  But thanks for bringing that up again.  Tina didn't respond to my questions regarding that earlier.
Dr Pooge

Dolores said that Lucille actually raised that baby and took good care of her.  It was a baby girl.  She always had her dressed real cute.
 

In a message dated 3/3/2006 8:15:10 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, larylori2@bellsouth.net writes:

 
-----Original Message-----
From: NAPA422
To: CCANDORI
Cc: StratNtwk; KMIN28@HOTMAIL.COM; EDPALM@VERIZON.NET; Pagansgem
Sent: Fri, 3 Mar 2006 9:48:00 PM Eastern Standard Time
Subject: TINA

YEAH, ANYWAY, TINA,, HOW DO YOU KNOW LUCILLE GOT PREGNANT AT THE CARNIVAL???    WERE YOU A WITNESS TO THE ATTACK??

From Tina
Town Gossip I quess. think my mom  kept telling us to scare us. We used to question Lucille all  the  time. Hell, She was the only teenager in the block that already had sex!

In a message dated 3/4/2006 11:49:29 A.M. Mountain Standard Time, CCANDORI writes:

From Tina:

 What about those picture things in the penny arcade where the ladies had just their underware. I quess that was the  50's porn!  I think it cost a penny
 
WOW, Tina.  I didn't know you looked at those pictures.  It was like an automatic flip book so it looked like a movie.  Those were real old machines even back then.  They are probably in a museum now.  Yes they were a penny and Yes those ladies were in their underwear.     Pooge

Dolores remembers that you, me, Butch, Mari, Betsy and Dolores made a record one time.  We sang something and Dolores thinks that Betsy had the record for a long time.  I wonder if she still has it......Pooge

 

In a message dated 3/4/2006 12:17:17 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, CCANDORI writes:
Poog , You remember Benjy, don't you. He used to walk to school with Betsy and Dolores . Brian Hanley was his friend
 
I remember Brian Hanley but I don't remember Benjy.  Where did they live?  .   Dr. Pooge

 

Pooge, I think it was Raymond, but they called him "honeyboy". There was also Eugene, Ronald. Herman (dooper), knobby, betty, Lucelle, and another younger daughter. Raymond, was in the service, as I remember......Larry

Great memory, Larry.  The younger daughter was Mimmie......Pooge
>
> From: StratNtwk@aol.com
> Date: 2006/03/03 Fri PM 10:02:00 EST
> To: NAPA422@aol.com
> CC: marianicj@webtv.net,  larylori2@bellsouth.net,  Pagansgem@aol.com
> Subject: Re: THE LIVERING FAMILY ON CHERRY STREET
>

> In a message dated 3/3/2006 6:33:24 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 
> writes:
>
> mY BROTHER SAYS THE OLDEST LIVERING KID WAS RAYMOND........ TINA MIGHT 
> KNOW... IM COPYING HER ON THIS..JOHN
 

 
Okay then, we all agree it was Raymond.  I didn't know him, being a baby and all but I think he was normal too.  It was just Dooper and Knobby that were a bit slow right?     Dr. Pooge

Dolores says that Lucile was slow too.

dr pooge, This is from Angelnia.. my cousin,, She was the youngest of Uncle Dan and Aunt Nancy.. Larry, Fred and Arthur's little sister........John


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Subj: Hi John 
Date: 3/4/2006 8:34:44 A.M. Mountain Standard Time
From: nursee1@comcast.net
To: NAPA422@aol.com
CC: nursee1@comcast.net
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From Angie:

Good Morning John,

I was over looking at the web site Larry sent me,I just love it and the old pictures,and polenta on the board,it brings back such good memories,I haven't had it since Mom died,but I can still see it in my mind.I seen a picture of Tony Frattaroli I don't know who he is,did he die young?I remember vaguley them talking about him but thats all,How are you doing,it's freezing up here feels like 0,and the wind is howling,I'm sure your sitting in the sun somewhere,Im jealous.The man I take care of just came back from Florida and he is freezing here,well the only good thing is it's not to long till Spring I hope.Have a good day and talk soon.
 
 
Angie

 

 

SO HERE'S THE STORY ON THE LIVERING FAMILY...........JOHN


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Subj: Re: THE LIVERING FAMILY ON CHERRY STREET 
Date: 3/4/2006 7:50:59 A.M. Mountain Standard Time
From: Pagansgem
To: NAPA422
 
The other boy was known as honey boy. I had sent an email to Johnny about the Liverings. My mom is still best friends with the youngest child, Mim. So, if you need any kind of information about the family I'm sure I can get it for you. I believe all the children, except for Eugene, Ronald and Mim, have all passed away.
Eugene lives in Oregon, Ronald lives in Lebanon and Mim lives in Palmyra.
 

Friends are Angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.

Jackie

 

In a message dated 3/4/2006 9:47:39 A.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
WOW, WHAT A STORY,, FISHY WAS A COLORFUL CHARACTER!!!.. I  HOPE IT WASN'T A HORSE HEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JOHN


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Subj: Frank "Fishy" Moore 
Date: 3/4/2006 7:18:50 A.M. Mountain Standard Time
From: larylori2@bellsouth.net
To: StratNtwk@aol.com, napa422@aol.com, marianicj@webtv.net
Sent from the Internet (Details)
 

I have to tell this story, as most of the people are now gone. Rest in Peace.

One Saturday or Sunday, a group of adults, and kids, were at Fishy''s new house, and we were helping him with a project, and he was going to make dinner for all of us that were helping. There was my Dad, some Donmoyers, Barney, "Batai's " son in law, and I'm not sure who else.

We knew we were going to have spaghetti, and meatballs, NO salad, Fishy did'nt eat "Rabbit Food", and he was making a roast. I can still smell the garlic, and rosemary, as that roast was cooking. Plenty of wine, and beer, and soda.

When he called us in to eat, He served the spaghetti and meatballs in a roasting pan!!   About three pounds of spaghetti, with meat balls. When he finally brought out the roast from the oven, and popped the lid, it was an animal HEAD!!! I don't remember if it was beef or  pork, but there was more picking than slicing that day. Bachman the butcher, up on the hill, had prepared it for him, and this was one of several, he cooked.

It was a great day in the early forties, and life was good.  The End.......Larry

 

From Dr. Pooge
I spent a lot of time with Fishy when I was a boy. Butch and I would play on the rock piles and in the old sheds he had back near the cemetery.   I loved that old log house in the trees and Fishy always had some stories or something to show.  He had a great old gun collection with a Colt PeaceMaker a real old PepperBox and a set of old dueling Pistols.  When I was a little older I helped him build the greenhouse.  He was an excellent craftsman. 
 
I remember when he was taking flying lessons up at Reigles Airport in Palmyra.  My Mom, Dan Dolores and I took a ride up to watch him on his first solo flight.  He was doing real good but when he came in for one landing he tipped the prop breaking the tip off the wooden prop on the J3 Piper Cub.  I was really excited about him flying because I was totally captivated by flying when I was a boy but after that little mishap, Fishy never flew again.
 
You may also remember when he got a horse and converted on of his shed's in the back to a stable.  That was great.  I hung around there all the time and got to ride sometime.  He had a buggie that he had completely rebuilt, a slay, and a salkie it was great but one day up near Millard mansion I think the hors got spooked by a car and he took off with Fishy in the Sulkie behind.  Any way they crashed and Fishy got beat up pretty bad.  After that he sold the horse and I guess the buggies etc. 
 
Dr. Pooge

 

In a message dated 3/4/2006 11:38:29 A.M. Mountain Standard Time, CCANDORI writes:
Annville picnic was the highlight of the summer.We didn't have a picnic basket so my mom used her wicker laundry basket. Pooge, we alway got a table right below th big airplanes. The Shuey's always got the prize for the most kids 
 
Right, our families  always had Annville picnic together.  The Alonzo's and the Balaster's.

 

In a message dated 3/4/2006 1:06:39 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
YOU GOT THEM ALL RIGHT LARRY,,,,,,,,,,,,, THE LIVERING FAMILY....... RAYMOND MARRIED JENNY VITTI AND THEY HAD A NICE DAUGHTER NAMED MARYANN.. WHO MARRIED A GUY NAMED JOHN HEISEY.. THEY RENTED THE APARTMENT ABOVE MY MOM'S HOUSE ON MILL STREET FOR A FEW YEARS.......NICE KIDS.....    I RECENTLY RAN INTO LOUIE ERCOLI'S DAUGHTER AT THE ANTIQUE DEPOT IN CLEONA.... I DON'T KNOW ANY OF THER OTHER  KIDS...... THERE'S A WHOLE GENERATION OF KIDS WE DON'T KNOW... SIBLINGS OF THE GANG FROM WEST ANNVILLE.............................. CIAO CUZ JOHN
 
Didn't Louie Ercoli's daughter marry the art teacher, Peter Bugda?  Or was that Louie's sister?
Dr. Pooge

 

NAPA422 writes:
THE LIVES OF THE POOR IMMIGRANTS FROM ITALY WAS ABOUT MAKING THEIR OWN FUN,, WITH THEIR OWN PEOPLE... LAUGHING, DRINKNG, EATING.. EATING. EATING... PLAYING BOCCE,.... MAKING WINE, KEEPING THEIR GARDENS, SHARING THE PRODUCE,.. THE CHURCH WAS THE BOND THAT HELD THEM TOGETHER, ALONG WITH THEIR TRADITIONS, CUSTOMS AND KINDNESS TO EACH OTHER.   WE WERE ALL IN THE SAME "BOAT" SO TO SPEAK.. POOR,,,,,,, LANGUAGE BARRIER IN SOME CASES,  BUT LIFE WAS GOOD!!!   AH,, FOR THE GOOD OLD DAYS!!!!!!!!!!  JOHN
 
They were the Good Old Days, John.  Life was simple and in many ways it was easier than today.  Time moved slower and there was more time for family, friends, and fun.      Dr. Pooge

From John:

MY MOM USED TO COOK FOR THE SIXTH FLEET EVERY DAY............. EIGHT KIDS AND TWO BOARDERS........AT THE TABLE. MY POP ALWAYS TOLD HER.. "NELLIE,,,,,,,,,,, IF THERE'S NOTHING LEFT OVER AFTER THE MEAL,, SOMEONE DIDN'T GET ENOUGH TO EAT"!!!!!            MAN SHE HAD BIG BLACK PANS WITH HANDLES THAT WENT INTO THE OVEN,, FULL OF POTATOES, ,SAUSAGE, PEPPERS,, ONIONS, ETC,,,, AND ALWAYS HAD ITALIAN BREAD,,, MY POP WOULD BUY FIVE OR SIX LOAVES AT MEMMI'S.    THAT BREAD MADE OUR TEETH STRONG!!..

 

CCANDORI writes:
OK Are we done with the Livering family before we go onto the Shuey family?? 
Pooge Writes:
Yeah, Tina, lets hear about the Shuey's  while we're talking about the Dutchmen in the neighborhood.
 I remember the boys did a lot of trapping for food and they had some chickens running around and hides stretched up on the outhouse.  

 

YES,, WAYNE HAS DIED.......... I REMEMBER THE TRENTA'S.. CURLEY WAS BEAUTIFUL........... WILLY DISAPPEARD TO  FLORIDA AND WAS NEVER HEARD FROM AGAIN... TRIESTE,,, (TREA),, AND SILVIO  (SIVVY)... PAUL TRENTA WAS A WONDERFUL OLD MAN.. I DON'T REMEMBER HIS WIFE.. SHE MUST HAVE DIED YOUNG.. AND OF COURST THE LUPINETTI'S....... MIKE, JENNY, JOE AND CARL.... THEY WERE WONDERFUL NEIGHBORS............JOHN

 

APRIL SNAVELY,, SHES A CUTIE TOO,, LIVES IN ANNVILLE, MARRIED.... AND DOING WELL AS FAR AS I KNOW.... SHE WAS GOOD FRIENDS WITH MY NIECE KATHY,, BONNIE'S DAUGHTER.. AND THEIR MOM'S  BONNIE AND CURLEY WERE BEST FRIENDS,,, POOR CURLEY DIED SO YOUNG......
In a message dated 3/5/2006 11:17:35 A.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
.......... I ALSO THINK THERE WERE MORE TRENTA SISTERS,, MARY  , WHO MARRIED TONY MARIANI, AND DELLA, WHO MARRIED RALPH SOMEONE,, AND RAN A SMALL POST OFFICE SOMEWHERE IN CHESTER COUNTY I THINK,,,,,,,,,,

 

3-5-06  John writes:

WELL,          BETTY WITMER WAS THE YOUNGEST OF THE WITMER FAMILY, THERE WAS PAUL,, MARGUERITE, VICTOR, HAROLD.. THEY LIVED IN THE GREAT BIG OLD HOUSE NEXT TO OURS  ON WEST QUEEN STREET...... SHE'S STILL LIVING AND STILL VERY PRETTY.. IN FACT SHE WAS THE MAY QUEEN OF ANNVILLE HIGH SCHOOL, I THINK IN 1949!!...   THERE WAS ANOTHER OLD STONE HOUSE OWNED BY BRANDT'S MILL,, ACROSS FROM OUR HOUSE,, THERE IS A HUGE SILO ON THAT SITE NOW...... JOANNE BRANDT LIVED IN THAT HOUSE ONCE,, AND THEY HAD A RABBIT PEN IN THE BACK.......WE PLAYED BACK THERE NEAR THE BIG BARN.. ONE DAY, IN A DEVILISH MOOD, I LOCKED JOANNE IN THE RABBIT PEN..... BOY DID I GET A BIG SMACK WHEN I GOT HOME!!!..   THAT BRANDT HOUSE WAS ALSO OCCUPIED BY SOME COLORFUL FAMILIES.    I RECALL THE LAMP FAMILY,, NELDA,, HAROLD, JENNINGS AND JOANNE WHO WAS IN MY CLASS... I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT HAPPENED TO  THEM... THEN THE HEISEY FAMILY LIVED IN THAT HOUSE ALSO,,, EDWIN, MILDRED, ELSIE AND ANOTHER SISTER WHOSE NAME I CANNOT RECALL....OH YES,, IT WAS MARION.... THEN MY BROTER ALBERT WHO JUST RETURNED FROM THE WAR,, WORKED AT BRANDT'S MILL.. I.. HE AND HIS WIFE LOUISE (SNOKE) LIVED IN THAT HOUSE,, AND THEIR FIRST SON JOEY WAS BORN IN THAT HOUSE... ON THE FLOOR OF THE LIVING ROOM!!!    ALBERT DIDN'T HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO GET LOUISE TO THE HOSPITAL... MY MOM ACTED AS  THE "MIDWIFE"  OR "TUBE TIER"..hAHAHAHA
 
THERE WAS ANOTHER FAMILY THAT LIVED IN THAT STONE HOUSE .. I CAN'T RECALL THE NAME,, BUT THEY HAD A LITTLE BOY NAMED JIMMY, HO ALWAYS  HAD A SNOTTY NOSE!!!!!!!!!!!! MY SISTER MARY ALWAYS HAD THAT KID AT OUR HOUSE.............
 
I THINK ALL THE WITMERS ARE GONE NOW,,EXCEPT BETTY (BARRY)  A WIDOWER, AND PAUL WHO STILL LIVES IN THE OLD HOMESTEAD.
 
NOW IM TAXING MY BRAIN...................... CIAO DR POOGE,,,,,,,,,,JOHN

 

Good recall, John.  Thanks.
 I remember the Witmers but I didn't know them and I remember that stone house  They were some beautiful houses.  the last time I went down there your old house was there but abandoned and someone said condemned due to the flood a long time ago.  But more recently I thought somebody said that it was bought by someone who intends to fix it up???  That's all just hearsay, John.  Do you know anything about the old house.
Pooge

 

ANGIE,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, IM GLAD YOU REMEMBER SOME OF THIS STUFF,,YOU ARE MUCH YOUNGER THAN WE OLD DUFFERS.......... BUT YOU WERE A PART OF OUR GROWING UP ALSO. WOULDN'T IT BE GREAT TO BE ABLE TO TURN BACK THE HANDS OF TIME???  DO FRED AND CAROLE HAVE A COMPUTER??  IF SO, WE COULD ADD THEM TO OUR DISTRIBUTION LIST OF THESE STORIES....   DO YOU REMEMBER UNCLE CHALIE.... HE CAME TO VISIT A COUPLE TIMES, AND WE ALWAYS WAITED TO HEAR THE GREYHOUND BUS STOP AT THE CORNER OF MILL AND MAIL STREETS  FOR HIS ARRIVAL.. HE WAS MARRIED ABOUR FOUR TIMES... AND HAD A JEWELRY STORE IN ROCKLAND MAINE.  HE ALWAYS BROUGT US GIFTS!!.. AND HIS MAINE WIVES WERE MOSTLY ALCOHOLICS... HE CAME FROM ITALY WITH GRANDMA ANGIOLINA FRATTAROLI.. HE WAS PROBABLY SIX OR SEVEN, AND MOM WAS SIX MONTHS OLD..  LARRY SENT ME THE MANIFEST FROM THE SHIP THEY CAME OVER ON, IN 1906!!!........... MOM AND I WENT UP FOR HIS FUNERAL, AND WE HAVE A PICTURE OF HIM IN THE CASKET SOMEWHERE. AT HOME.. I'LL HAVE TO  gather UP MY OLD PICTURES WHEN I GET BACK TO PA....THIS IS GOING TO BE A WONDERFUL TRIBUTE TO THE WEST WND GANG!!!  WHAT FUN,,, WE MADE OUR OWN.!!  KEEP THOSE MEMORIES COMING ANGIE,,GOD BLESS..............XX   CUZ JOHN
Ah yes,,,,, I remember Dominic Russo... Frank Russo lives in Lancaster,, I was his his and Rosie's 50th Wedding anniversary.....in Lancaster...I introduced Frank and Rosie at a Wedding i was invited to in Lancaster.. Met some girls in the Atlantic Ocean in Atlantic City,,,, They invoted me to their cousiin's wedding,,, I asked Frank to go along. he did,, and fell in love with Rose, after i forced him to ask her to DANCE.....Every time she sees me, to this day,, says'.... "I could KILL you for introducing me to him"!!!!!!!!!!!  all in jest, of course,,,,, I think,,,,,,,,John


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Subj: Re: THE LIVERING FAMILY ON CHERRY STREET 
Date: 3/5/2006 6:26:46 P.M. Mountain Standard Time
From: StratNtwk
To: NAPA422
CC: marianicj@webtv.net, larylori2@bellsouth.net, EDPALM@VERIZON.NET, nursee1@comcast.net, Pagansgem, KMIN28@HOTMAIL.COM, MLRieker
 
In a message dated 3/5/2006 11:35:34 A.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
MARY DIENNO MARRIED PETER BUGDA.......... FRANNIE DIENNO'S SISTER.. SHE WAS A BEAUTIFUL GIRL,, THEY LIVE IN FLORIDA I UNDERSTAND AND HE IS NOT PHYSICALLY WELL.... I USED TO VISIT TONY DIENNO AT MANOR CARE,, AND HIS WIFE KEPT ME UP TO DATE ON FRANNIE AND MARY...  REMEMBER THEIR DAD PAUL DI ENNO, AND THE SHOEMAKER SHOP ON MAIN STREET, NEAR THE FIRE HALL>>>
 
Okay, that makes sense.  I remember Paul who had the shoemaker shop.  He had a sign in there it said:
 
NO TICE
NO TAG
NO SHOES
 
We thought that was funny.  Dominic Russo also had a shoemaker shop, remember.  My Dad said in Italy Dominic made beautiful custom fit boots and shoes.   Pooge

 

From: StratNtwk
To: NAPA422
CC: nursee1@comcast.net, Pagansgem, marianicj@webtv.net, larylori2@bellsouth.net, KMIN28@HOTMAIL.COM, MLRieker
 
In a message dated 3/5/2006 11:17:35 A.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
APRIL ................... I ALSO THINIK THERE WERE MORE TRENTA SISTERS,, MARY  , WHO MARRIED TONY MARIANI, AND DELLA, WHO MARRIED RALPH SOMEONE,, AND RAN A SMALL POST OFFICE SOMEWHERE IN CHESTER COUNTY I HINK,,,,,,,,,,
 
So my Mary was Curley's older sister.  Is that right?
Yes, Mary was Curley's older sister,,,,,,,,,,,,, She and Tony had three children,, Josephine, Rose Marie and Bunny,,(Anthony jr.)   Josephine died of bone cancer several years ago.   She was in love with me since  we were teenagers...... and I met her children at the funeral.. and they told me she talked about me all the time... She used to visit her grandma,, and her Aunt Jenny Lupinetti. in Annville... The kids cried  when they met me... and  I did too............ Josephine was a talented Accordionist and vocalist and had her own musical group.. most of her adult life.... She died too young....  john


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DR POOGE.   THE WONDERFUL TEACHERS WE HAD IN ELEMENTARY , JUNIOR AND SENIOR HIGH SCHOOL HAD A GREAT DEAL OF INFLUENCE ON MOLDING OUR CHARACTERS...EVEN THOUGH SOME OF THEM COULDN'T PRONOUNCE OUR ITALIAN NAMES,,,FOR EXAMPLE.. MISS LIZZIE WALTERS,, MY MOTHER'S FIRST GRADE TEACHER RE NAMED HER "MOLLY",,,,,,,, HER NAME WAS NELLA.............. MY SISTER BONNIE'S NAME WAS BIONDINA,, WHICH MEANS "LITTLE BLOND" IN ITALIAN...HER TEACHERS NAMED HER "BEULAH".........CAN YOU IMAGINE???   MOST OF THEM COULD SAY "VALENTINO"  MY BROTHER  "TEENIE"S  NAME. PROBABLY  B.ECAUSE OF RUDOLPH,,  VALENTINO..............AND SOME OF THEM REMEMERED HIM IN THE MOVIES!!!!!!!!!!
 
THERE WAS ONE SPECIAL TEACHER IN MY LIFE WHOM I TRULY LOVED.. THAT WAS MISS ALMA KEHLER... LATER, ALMA OLT..... WHO WAS MY FOURTH GRADE TEACHER...... SHE WAS A KIND, GENTLE, PATIENT, LOVING LADY, WHO WAS THE EPITOME OF A TEACHER IN THOSE DAYS.    SHE  INFLATED MY EGO ONE DAY , WHEN SHE CAME TO MY DESTK,, PUT HER ARM ON MY SHOULDER AND SAID,,, "JOHN,  WHEN YOU GROW UP  YOU'RE GOING TO LOOK LIKE ROBERT TAYLOR"!!!!    I LOVED HER FOR THAT TOO!!.. WE INVITED HER TO ALL OUR CLASS REUNIONS,   AND I VISITED HER IN THE BRETHREN HOME IN PALMYRA IN LATER YEARS, SENT HER CARDS FROM TRAVELS,, SENT HER ORANGES FROM FLORIDA, AND FLOWERS ON SPECIAL OCCASIONS,,  SHE WAS ONE SPECIAL LADY.. AND I HAD THE HONOR OF BEING A PALL BEARER AT HER FUNERAL, AFTER I MET HER TWO LOVELY DAUGHTERS,, MARCIA AND    KAREN..  MARCIA LIVES IN NEW YORK STATE, AND MARCIA HAS  COMPASS TRAVEL IN YORK COUNTY, AND IS MARRIED TO LARRY HOLLINGER,   I STAY IN TOUCH WITH KAREN AND LARRY.  SHE LOOKS LIKE HER MOTHER.
 
ANYTIME I DID SOMETHING SMALL FOR "MISS KEHLER" SHE ALWAYS SENT ME A BEAUTIFUL THANK YOU CARD,, SHE SO MUCH APPRECIATED THE FACT THAT A STUDENT FROM THE FOURTH GRADE, WHO IS NOW AN OLD MAN,, WOULD REMEMBER HER AND LOVE HER SO MUICH..   I WILL NEVER FORGET 'MISS KEHLER"...
 KAREN   THIS  SITE WILL CONTINUE TO GROW AND GROW,, AND WILL  POSSIBLE BECOME A BOOK WITH LOTS OF STORIES AND PHOTOGRAPHS...  I JUST ADDED A THING ON YOUR MOTHER.....  CIAO  ..... JOHN


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Hi Larry,
 
This thing has been wonderful.  It has brought us all together again after 50 years where we would never have.  And you're right we brought old west Annville back to life and it gets more alive as we go.  I love it. 
 
Larry, I've been putting most of our emails up on the website at http://stratnet2000.com/oldwestannville.html  .  I just keep adding them to the bottom so scroll way down to get the latest ones.  The stories about Nick the Jew are in there.
 
Ciao
Dr. Pooge
 
 
In a message dated 3/4/2006 6:58:35 A.M. Mountain Standard Time, larylori2@bellsouth.net writes:

On several emails being passed around, I saw several references to Nick the Jew. I did not see any text, that was being sent. Include me in these messages, please. His name was Nick Porrecca, and he also had a store down in Reading. Mom always bought socks and underwear, from him, I think on Sundays. We visited his store once, and it was like Johnny Batdorfs, in Annville. He had everything!

It seems like we named all the Liverings. I think it was, Raymond, Theodore, Peanuts ?, Betty, Eugene, Ronald, Herman, Lucille, Mimmy. Gene would be in his seventies now, so I don't know who is left.

We're slowly bring West Annville back to life, as we knew it, and its great.  It seems like the little things we remember, and share, is bringing back memories to all of us..Keep it comming.....Larry

Go to  Jim Balaster's Pictures

 

In a message dated 3/9/2006 8:54:17 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
DR POOGE, WHO WAS ADALAIDA, AND LENA??? i WONDER WHAT YOUR FAMILY NAME REALLY WAS............BALASTIERI,, BALASTRA,, DALESTRA?             SOMETIHING WAS DROPPED FROM YOUR MAKE, PERHAPS IN ELLIS ISLAND,, THEY SCREWED UP LOTS OF ITALIAN NAMES, BECAUSE THEY COULDN'T READ THE WRITING OF THE POOR IMMIGRANTS ENTERING THE USA THROUGH ELLIS ISLAND, SO THEY WROTE IT LIKE IT LOOKED TOTHEM,, AND SPELLED THEM  DIFFERENTLY......... THESE PEOPLE HAD VERY POOR HANDWRITING AND SOME WERE COMPLETELY ILLITERATE...  HAVE YOU EVER SEARCHED THROUGH ELLIS ISLAND, OR THE MORMONS?  MY COUSIN LARRY DID THAT,, AND I'M STILL WORKING ON  IT ON MY FATHER'S SIDE.........THE PICTURES ARE GREAT!!!.......... IM NOW ON YAHOO... AND CAN ACCESS THE STORIES AND PICTURES DAILY....... THANKS,,,,,,JOHN
 
Hi John,
 
Yes, you are right about the name.  I have a copy of my Dad's birth certificate from Italy: Certificato Di Nascita.  His real name is Arnesmando Balestra.
Dr. Pooge
 

In a message dated 3/9/2006 8:57:51 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:

OK,, I PRESUME THAT ADALAIDA WAS YOUR FATHERS MOTHER.....DID THEY LIVE IN HERSHEY?  WAIT TILL YOU SEE THE PICTURES OF THE BERNADO CLAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JOHN

Click here to see Johnnie Bernardo's picture album

 
Right Again, John.  Adalaida was my Dad's mother.  We called her Nonna Rae.  I figure that family portrait was taken sometime around 1912 not long after they came to this country.  I have to ask Mom but I think they may have lived in West Annville when the picture was taken but later they lived in Hershey.  Of course all of the kids except Lena then lived in West Annville when they grew up. 
 

ok,, i think i remember Tina and Ray living there,, but don't remember the kids.....hmmmmmmmmmmm. am i slipping??

Go to Larry Frattaroli's Pictures

Stay tuned, there's more to come.  My Aunt Tina Balaster sent in some good ones.  I'll publish them this weekend. 

Click here to See Tina's Picture Album

Also check out these pictures and join our OldWestAnnville group on yahoo.  Just go to http://groups.yahoo.com/groups/OldWestAnville   and sign into the group.

Ciao

Pooge
 

those old pictures are fantastic....... we have so many of the Bernardo clan on west Queen street..............the whole family lined up,,,,,,,in order of their birth........ i was second from the last........Eddie was the baby. I think my sister Bonnnie or Mary have picture of the old St. Paul's choir,, first communion pictues,, and lots of us when we were kids at the house at 539 West Queen Street.............. the last  house in West Annville, next to Brandt's mill..........Did you find anything out at the original Balaster name, when they came from Italy??   That could be ineresting.................... Ciao  john
 
In a message dated 3/10/2006 9:04:26 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
wow,,,,, i can imagine the Teachers at Annville elementary school trying to pronounce that name!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Do you know the genesis of AMMON??  Probably came from a teacher. huh?  They had a difficult time forcing themselves to prounounce "foreign" names One  teacher told me that they were fearful of walking down Queen Street because  we were all Cathloics,, and Democrats!!!!!!!!!!  (my father was NEVER a democrat!!)    This is the way it was, way back when.., believe it or not....  There was one family on West Queen Street who called us names walking to school past their house............,,,,,, names like WOP,, Daigo,, Garlic Snapper,,  Greasers,, etc etc........ They were  difficult times  growing up as a "minority"... But that's what we were.. we were different,, our names ended with a vowel,, and we were Catholics. and some of us had dark hair and darker complexions...  BUT,, we made it,, didn't we??.   Those painful experiences probably made us more determined to succeed.................Thank God times have changed. and that bigotry is history.......................................John
 
I think the name Ammon is a biblical name and maybe, as such, a PA Deutch (German) name.  When I move out west here I found that Ammon was also a great Mormon warrior or something.  Arnesmando is also quite unique.
Dr. Pooge 

 

In a message dated 3/11/2006 7:06:53 A.M. Mountain Standard Time, marianicj@webtv.net writes:

LEST WE FORGET !!!
   That statement always impressed me.
I remember hearing it as a child and associating it with those who died
serving our country, especially on the 4th of July and at Memorial Day
parades and cemetery speeches ------
  This project of ours makes me realize how "Lest We Forget" is part of
our heritage in remembering our departed family and friends in such a
pictorial way and accompanied with loving editorials.
  The family picture of the Balasters is indeed the best yet to get to
our web site so that others can share.
  AND! What would we do without the memory of John Bernardo!!!  
  Thank you for organizing this wonderful project.

Click here to See Dolores Balaster's Picture Album

 
Hi Charlie,
 
This has turned out to be something far better than I could have ever expected.  I think I thought of the idea after my trip to Annville this past Christmas but you and John and Larry have really made it come alive and everyone else has been getting involved ......It's wonderful!
 
What I'd like to do now is get a compilation of everyone's email addresses.  We each seem to have a different list for Old West Annville and, as such, some people miss some of the communications.  It would be good to have a comprehensive list that everybody has it would be helpful.  I guess you, Charlie and John have the most complete list and along with Larry's and the others we should have a pretty good start.  John if you're up to it, maybe everyone could send their Old West Annville email list to you and you could compile a master list for everybody.  If so, then we all should send emails to our list asking everybody to send their Old West Annville email list to john so we can always communicate with this growing group of friends.
 
What do you think?
 
Dr Pooge

I never cease admiring your e-mails.You two are brilliant and enjoy
life, PAST & PRESENT!
  My thoughts on this one:
   "IF" we ever get this project published, THIS e-mail should be the
book's Preface! 

 

Charlie,, Wait till you see all the old pictures of the Bernardo clan!!...And, speaking of colorful characters,,you were always the happy, laughing fun guy as i
recall growing up,,, and the Accordion music was always a TREAT!!  And he opportunity you gave me to work on the Kingsley Brown Truck with you, was a lesson in personal responsibility....That "pin money" got me into many movies at the ASTOR theater!
 
!Many times we had to beg for a quarter to see a movie,,,,a quarter which my Mom didn't have,, so we just cried  ourselves to sleep,and forgot about the movie.... THEN, there were times , especially on pay day. when our BOARDERS gave us nickels , dimes and quarters to go to the movies!  They were like uncles to us!!  They were wonderful old guys who came to America and left their wives and families in Italy........Somehow,, some of them never got round to sending for them! I have another story on this subject,, will i'll submit separately,, about a guy named Fiorindo Fulminis,, who worked for my Pop....  next installment>>>>>>>>>>>>. ciao       john

 

I'll be eagerly awaiting that story, john.    Dr. Pooge

 

bACK IN THE SEVENTIES A GUY CAME FROM ITALY AND SETTLED IN THE HERSHEY AREA.. HE WAS ALONE,, HE GOT A JOB IN THE MILLARD STONE QUARRIES. HE LEFT A PREGNANT WIFE IN THE VILLAGE OF CHIETI, ALONG THE ADRAITIC SEA.. ABOUT 20 KM FROM THE CITY OF PESCARA..................HE WORKED FOR MY DAD AT THE QUARRY, AND HAD A ROOM AT THE HOTEL PENN IN HERSHEY,, OWNED BY MY BROTHER ALBERT.. HE SPENT LOTS OF TIME AT THE BAR IN THE EVENINGS,, BUYING PEOPLE DRINKS...HE HAD BECOME AN REAL "AMERICANO"!!!
 
ONE DAY,  A 40 YEAR OLD CARABINIARI  (POLICEMAN) ARRIVED FROM ITALY,, SEARCHED OUT FURY,,,, LOCATED HIM IN HERSHEY, AND ANNOUNCED THAT HE WAS THE SON HE HAD NEVER SEEN,, AND THAT HE'D COME TO TAKE HIM BACK TO ITALY.....
 
OF COURSE "FURY" RELUCTANTLY WENT BACK,,,,, HE WAS NOW RETIRED, AND LIVING IN THE HOTEL PENN IN HERSHEY..
 
THE FOLLOWING SUMMER,, I WAS PLANNING A TRIP TO ITALY TO GIULIANOVA,  MY POPS BIRTHPLACE ON THE CENTRAL ADRIATIC SEA........ BEFORE I LEFT HOME,, MY POP SAID ' BE SURE TO GO VISIT FIORINDO IN CHIETI.. AND GIVE HIM MY REGARDS...............SO..........I JUMPED INTO A CAB,, (I HAD HIS ADDRESS IN CHIETI),, AND WENT TO CHIETI,,,,, INTERESTINGLY,, THE CAB DRVER HAD RELATIVES IN CHESTER, PENNSYLVANIA!!!.......
 
WE ARRIVED AT FIORINDO'S HOUSE, AND I PAID THE CAB DRIVER AND WALKED UP TO THE DOOR,A ND KNOCKED..... "FURY" ANSWERED THE DOOR.............HE DID A TRIPLE TAKE,, AND FINALLY SAID 
JOHNN-EEE!!   WHATA YOU DOING HERE!??? i EXPLAINED THAT I WAS ON A VACATOIN AND CAME TO EXTEND GREETINGS FROM MY DAD.. HE IMMEDIATELY HUGGED, KISSED,, CRIED,, AND CALLED FOR HIS WIFE,, HIS SON,, DAUGHETER IN LAW AND GRANDSON.........IMMEDIATELY THE BOTTLES OF SODA, BEER AND WINE WERE ON THE TABLE.......... 
 
AFTER "FURY" REGAINED HIS COMPOSURE,,,HE LEANED OVER T ME, IN HIS BROKEN ENGISH,, AND SAID,, "JOHN EE,,,, TELLA ME,,,, HOWS A EVERTHING IN THE OLD COUNTRY??  I CRACKED UP
 
HE AND HIS SON TOOOK ME TO A LOCAL BAR AND DRANK WINE, AND INTRODUCED ME TO EVERYONE IN THE VILLAGE........ HIS WIFE THEN MADE A BIG BIG DINNER,,,,,, AND WE SPENT ABOUT THREE HOURS EATING, ITALIAN STYLE!!..
 
IT BEGAN GETTING DARK, AND I ASKED TO CALL A CAB FOR ME.. OF COURSE, THE SON WOULD HEAR NOTHING OF IT,, AND INSISTED ON DRIVING ME BACK TO MY HOTEL,, WITH HIS WIFE AND LITTLE BOY...  
 
WHAT A WONDERFUL REUNION WITH A COLORFUL OLD CHAP.WHO WORKED IN AMERICA FOR FORTY YEARS,, AND NEVER GOT AROUND TO BRINGING HIS PREGNANT WIFE OVER..... HE AND HIS WIFE HAVE SINCE DIED,,BUT IF I GO BACK,, I'LL LOOK UP THE POLICEMAN SON,, WHO IS PROBABLY RETIRED ALSO......   WHAT A WARM , FUZZY VISIT!!    JOHN..
 
What a great story, John.  You know, I remember my Aunt Lena's husband Albert Ferretti talk about Fury.  I guess it was the same guy.  My uncle Albert lived just up and across the street from the Penn Hotel.  He hung out there all the time.         Pooge 


 

In a message dated 3/12/2006 8:06:49 A.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
MAN YOU MAKE MY EGO SWELL,, AND GIVE ME A BIGGA HEAD!!!.. THANKS FOR THE NICE COMPLIMENTS, DEAR FRIENDS.......I thought that Fiorindo Fulminis story would be interesting,, since he workd in the Stone Quarries with my pop....................My line is  work,, incidentally is     RETIREMENT,, of course,,,, Before that, I was Executive Vice President of the PA.. Association of REALTORS for 25 years,, Had 28,000 members Statewide and a staff of 22.. Before that , I had an italian Restaurant and Bar in St. Thomas,, in the Virgin Islands it was called La Dolce Vita......... and before that,, I was Execuive Director of the Pa. Osteopathic Associaiton for 5.5 years.... and before that I was in the US Army, as Aide to Major General Edwin A. Walker,,, in the 25th Division in Hawaii, and later in Little Rock Arkansas,,, Where General Walker was sent by President Eisenhower to INTEGRATE Central High School in Little Rock, Arkansas,,, that was 1957!!.  I was there through the integration process,, and a Sergeant friend of mine drove the black children to school each day in an Army vehicle.... B.efore that I was in the Stigmatine Fathers Religious Seminary in Natick, Mass   studynig for the Priesthood.............. for two years, and before that i was in College at Kutztown  State Teacher's College.. majoring in English and Art Eucation... and before that  I was in Annville High School, the Greystone Building..... and working on the Kingsley and Brown dry cleaning truck with you!!!!............. and growing up in Annville....As teenagers, my brothers Teenie and Eddie and I shined shoes in Donmoyer's Barber Shop next to the Pennway.. My Pop rented a Shoe Shine stand with THREE chairs in Donmoyer's Barber Shop ,, and we shined shoes i there for "pin money". on Saturdays....  25 cents a shine!!!..........I think that about covers my varied  and wild career.. But, it's been a fun journey!!                    ciao,,,,,,,John
 
That's a great historical summary, John.  Thanks.


 

Okay, her's another thought for you.  I told my Mom about this website and the Old West Annville group we have.  She thought it was great and drove up to my Aunt Tina's place in Hershey to view the website (That's right, Mom is still driving at 93). 
 
She suggested that we have a party at her house sometime (perhaps this summer) and invite everybody to view all the pictures together and tell stories.  Since we were talking about polenta I thought it would be great to make it a big Polenta Party.  We can view everybody's pictures, tell stories, (take video's of the whole occasion) and eat polenta.  My sister is jazzed about the idea so stay tuned.  Maybe we can put it all together this summer .  Be sure to send me all your old pictures if you haven't already done it so I can get them scanned in for the Old West Annville  Polenta Picture Party .
 
Ciao,
 
Pooge 


 

charlie..........Forgot to tell you,, in the Army, i had a Top Secret Clearance since  I was an Aide to Major General Edwin A. Walker,, at Schofield Barracks, Hawaii.  He was Commanding General of the 25th Division Artillery.    I remember Della Marino telling me that Government investigators were in her restaurant asking if she knew me, how long,, etc etc etc..
 
While stationed in Hawaii, General Walker  got a transfer and I accompanied him back the States... He THOUGHT he was being transferred to command the Texas Military District in Austin, TX...  We landed in San Francisco, and he immediately bought a new 98 Oldsmobile.... and decided to take some leave time,, and asked me to DRIVE HIM....... So, we traveled down the California coast,, into Las Vegas,  Hollywood, Albuquerque, NM, and all over the Southwest. into Texas.
 
. While in Las Vegas,, he called my hotel room and said "I just spoke with my friend Westy, in the Pentagon.. (General Westmoreland), and he advised me that my orders were changed....   We're not going to Texas,, but to Little Rock , Arkansas..............I said, "ye Gads,, they don't wear shoes there!"..... He chuckeled and said,, "there's good fishing and duck hunting there"......... To MAKE A LONG STORY SHORTER.. HE WAS SENT TO LITTLE ROCK BY PRESIDENT EISENHOWER, TO INTEGRAT CENTRAL HIGH SCHOOL IN LITTLE ROCK... I was there with him through that assignment from President Eisenhower,,,,, .    An Army Sergeant friend of mine drove the black children to school in an army vehicle each day.... It was an interesting assignment, and I was proud to be part of that history in America.
...
 
As an aside,,, Lee Harvey Oswald attempted to assassinate General Walker,, he took a shot at him through his apartment window in Dallas, TX... I have copies of the police record of this incident..Walker was very ANTI COMMUNIST,, and a John Birch society member at the time. and very outspoken about Communism.    Needless to say Oswald Missed,, but ended up killing John F. Kennedy...................That's part of my Army career which I shall never forget...  this was 1957.................John


 

In a message dated 3/18/2006 11:54:42 A.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
HI DR POOGE.    DECEMBER 7, 1941 IS A VERY SIGNIFICANT DAY FOR ME AND MY  COUSIN LARRY FRATTAROLI.   IT WAS  A SUNDAY MORNING ON  DEMEMBER 8TH, AND MY MOM WAS IRONING CLOTHES AT OUR OLD HOUSE AT 539 WEST QUEEN STREET...  AS WE KIDS GOT UP,,,,,,,,,, MY MON,,CRYING WHILE IROINING CLOTHES TOLD US THAT HER FATHER  (OUR GRANDFATHER) WAS HIT BY A CAR THE NIGHT BEFORE AND WAS KILLED.  HE WAS WALKING FROM "OOSIE" MILLER'S BAR ACROSS THE STREET TO ROTUNDA'S BAR ON WEST MAIN STREET,, AND WAS  STRUCK BY A CAR.. IT WAS DARK,  AND RAINING...  THE YOUNG MAN WHO HIT HIM WAS LOCAL,,, I THINK HE WAS FROM CLEAR SPRING..
 
OUR GRANDFATHER LIVED WITH US.  HE DRANK LOTS OF WINE AND SANG A LOT AT NIGHT.  WE CALLED HIM "SHA SHA"........ DON'T ASK ME WHERE THAT NAME CAME FROM.........HE HATED MILK FOR SOME REASON,, AND AS A JOKE , PEOPLE ON QUEEN STREET USED TO THROW MILK ON HIM AND HE'D TAKE HIS SHIRT OFF AND BURN IT!!...
 
HE WOULD DO ODD JOBS FOR PEOPLE FOR A GLASS OF WINE!! HE DIED WHILE WE WERE ALL VERY YOUNG... I WISH I HAD KNOWN HIM BETTER... HE WAS THE ONLY GRANDPARENT I KNEW.            LARRY PROBABLY HAS SOME MEMORIES OF HIM,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, JOHN
 
Thanks for that story, John.  That was before I was born and I never heard that story.  There was always a fair bit of pedestrian traffic across main street at that corner between the two bars.  What was your grandfather's name?   Pooge


 

In a message dated 3/19/2006 6:02:47 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, orestina@paonline.com writes:
Pooge
 
Would you please email me again that ANNVILLE  ?????.   
 story .? I accidently deleted it and I can't find it in the deleted 
box                                                                                                                                                              I Also want to share something with you about our last name.About ten years ago  my sister and I were  having a heated discussion, actually we were  arguing, and she  mentioned  that when    I married Ray  I changed the pronounceation?? of his last name.Years later I mentioned to your mom and sister and they sort of agreed.Well, I'd like to tell you what happened.   When I met Ray he introdused himself with  that pronunciation .  So that is  how I started saying it.  Later he told  me that in the NAVY that is how everybody pronunced his name, and later on
 
he told me how they pronunced it aroundn ' here.  So I DID NOT change the pronunciation  of his last name.   That  Is How he introduced himself.   AS I understand it all the females he dated talked about me  about that subject and I never knew it till  the argument.             love   tina              
 
Hi Aunt Tina,
 
That's interesting to know that Uncle Ray brought that pronunciation of our name back from the Navy.  We then carried it on through school I guess.
 
Pooge
 
Dr. Pooge writes:

Does anybody remember Soonda who lived in the little shack on the far end of South Cherry St.   Dolores thinks she was the sister of the couple that lived in that last house on the west side of S. Cherry but we can't remember who they were.  Dolores thinks they may have had a daughter named Jessica.  The Mom had cancer and she died around 1955 or so.

 
Also does anybody remember my great uncle Henry who was married to Levia .  No kids, I think he died in a motorcycle accident.
 
Dolores also remembers a story about somebody who climbed a telephone pole and got electrocuted.  Anything????

 

In a message dated 4/1/2006 12:17:56 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
The squeezebox player:
his name was really SILVIO and her name was really Pompelia,,,, Their last name was DiCesare..... Pumpy and shumak,,,,,, go figure!!!!!!! lol     Dlolores has a good memory too,, and she still looks 18!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  john
 
Thanks, John.  I looked back in our dialogue and found where you mentioned that before. I'll pass on your comment to Dolores.  She'll appreciate that.
Pooge
In a message dated 4/1/2006 12:35:03 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
LARRY AND HIS SECOND COUSIN(?) TONY MATTASSA HAVE LOTS OF PICTURES OF JUMBO PEROTTI.....  i REMEMBER SHOEMAKER PAYING THE CONCERTINA.........HE WAS GOOD.. AND THEY USED TO HAVE DANCES IN OUR OLD HOUSE AT 539 W QUEEN STREET, WHERE THEY DID THE TARANTELLA!!!!BATTAIA'S WIFE ORSELINA,, WAS A LITTLE LADY WHO RAN AROUND LIKE A BANTY ROOSTER... SHE WAS FROM TYROL,,,,,,,,,,,,, IN THE SWISS ALPS...................CIAO  JOHN
 
 
Great, John, thanks.  Dolores thought he was called Shumec but maybe it was a shorter Shoemake.  Dolores and I were trying to remember what Battaia's wife's name was.  I think you mentioned it before but I couldn't find it.  Orselina...
In a message dated 4/1/2006 12:30:42 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
DR POOGE.. ASSUNTA LAVINE, WAS RUGGIE'S SISTER,,,,,,,,,,,, HIS REAL NAME WAS RUGGERIO , BUT THE ORIGINAL NAME WAS NOT LAVINE... TINA PROBABLY HAS THE REAL NAME.. AT ELLIS ISLAND THEY WROTE NAMES LIKE THEY "LOOKED" OR "SOUNDED" ....I KNOW THE LAVINE NAME BEGAN WITH AN "S"...............ASSUNTA,, WAS RUGGIE'S SISTER, AND LIVES IN A ROOM BEHIND THEIR HOUSE ON SOUTH CHERRY STREET.. SHE USED TO WALK DOWN PAST THE MILL, AND INTO THE WOODS AND GATHER STICKS,,  FOR A FIREPLACE, i UESS,, SHE BUNDLED THEM UP, AND TIED THEM WITH A PIECE OF ROPE, AND CARRIED THEM BACK TO THE HOUSE ON S. CHERRY STREET... SHE WAS OLD AND WRINKLED.. I DON'T THINK SHE EVER MARRED,, BUT LIVED WITH THE FAMILY TTILL SHE DIED......      nOTE:  WE NEVER PRONOUNED THESE PEOPLE'S NAMES CORRECTLY,,,,,,  INASMUCH AS WE SPOKE THE DIALECT FROM ABRUZZO OR MARCHE,,,,,,WE WERE ABRUZZESE, AND THE MARIANI'S AND LUPINETTIS W)RE 
 
MARCHEGIANI,,,,,,,,,,,, THEY CAME FROM ASCOLI PICENO,, IN THE REGION OF MARCHE............(MAR - KAY)  MARCHE IS JUST JORTH AND CONTINTIGUOUS WITH ABRUZZO. ON THE ADRIATIC COAST IN CENTRAL ITAY.
 
I VAGUELY RECALL SOMEONE BEING ELECTROCUTED, BUT DON'T KNOW WHO IT WAS.........  BACK TO LAVINE'S......... RUGGIE, HAD THREE DAUGHTERS,, RONDA,, LENA AND JESSE.. AND ERNEST, WHO MARRED MAGGIE CANDORI........ JESSE HAD TWO DAUGHTERS. JESSICA AND YVETTE.....ONE OF THEM JUST DIED,, AND EVO THEIR FATHER RECENTLY DIED ALSO, HIS NAME WAS SCHIAVONE... AND WAS FROM HERSHEY.    RONDA HAD MARY AND BELLA.. LENA HAD LOUIE, JOSEPHINE, PASY, HELEN..... JOSEPHINE DIED YOUNG.
 
IM TAXING MY BRAIN NOW,, AND JUST CAME FROM THE BEACH............ MORE LATER AS I REMEMBER IT,,, MAGGIE CANDORI LAVINE WOULD PROBABLY HAVE LOTS OF INSITE INTO THIS FAMILY.    THIS IS ABOUT ALL I KNOW,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, CIAO,,,, KEEP IT GOING DR. POOGE!!!         JOHN.
 
A wealth of information, John.  You are amazing.  Thank you for all that.  I'll pass this on to my sister who may now actually thinking of getting on the Internet just to join this great group.   Ciao, Dr. Pooge
 
BETSY, THANKS FOR SENDING THAT OBIT ON RENA BLOUCH HOSTETTER..... WHAT A SHOCK......... DID SHE DIE OF LUNG CANCER??  HOPE YOU AND MICKEY ARE DOING WELL,,,,, IM STILL IN FLORIDA ENJOYING THE TEMPERATURES AND SUNSHINE........... TAKE CARE,, CIAO   JOHN

From Betsy Alonzo Santora:

Hi John, I don't know how she died, but You had thought
Russell died & she was living, & I remembered reading that in the Patriot, that it was vice versa.   I really enjoyed reading the polenta stories. We used to beg Mom to put ours on a board (we  wanted to be like everybody else), but she wouldn't. And every time she would set the dish down in front of my Dad,he would say "mush!" He said it EVERY single time.  I ate with the Balasters many times & of course we all remember making the streets & the tunnels til you get to the middle. Your  Pop was the funniest man ever. Whenever he would drive by & my Dad was on the porch, he would throw a rubber chicken at him.  So then  Daddy would take it back down to him,--- next day, Dominic would throw it again. Whenever he came to the house, he would make us laugh with his homemade noise-maker thing. We were thrilled to death when he made us one of our very own!     I had many a feed bag dress. Mom used to go down to a mill in Myerstown, she thought they had "prettier" patterns.  A bunch of us used to have Halloween parties up in Mariani's garage. Once we went up to the cemetery, just for scares in the dark, & a gang of older kids heard about it & they were laying on graves & hiding behind tombstones & jumping out at us. I'm sure you & your bros. were part of that.   Don't  forget sled riding on Silbermans hill & the mill hill, but the worst one was the hill across the crick, on Mt. Pleasant rd. side. The kids used to come up the street & stop at homes to gather as many kids as they could, the more the merrier, then piling about 4 kids on their backs & stopping right at the crick. I was petrified.     We're all well here. Take care, Betsy


Hey Betsy,
 
Thanks for those great memories.  I remember coming down that hill one time on my Lightning Glider and I almost went into the crick but worse yet I hit the bridge and split my lip pretty bad.  When I got home I got nailed again for being dumb and getting hurt.......
 
Glad to see you in here, Betsy.  We need those memories and you've got a memory like your Mom did, it's great.  ....Pooge

 

BETSY............ what a memory you have!!.... i remember that rubber chicken.. My pop was a practical joker.....He could laugh at the drop of a hat>>  and you know something,,,,, I NEVER saw him angry!!!....  I think he never got over the thrill of becoming an American citizen, and living in this country....Can you imagine where we'd be if our parents hadn't come over here from those peasant villages where they grew up, and eventually left for a better life??
 
He loved making people laugh,, I think i have some of his genes in that regard.  We should talk about our parents' arrival in this country.. My pop was seventeen, i think,,   and saved his Lire... and packed his bag one day and told his parents he was coming to America!!!....He was the only child!!!.. His mother came running after him down a dirt road, and handed him a coin, and said,, " you might need this,, wherever you go,, it's all i have".... It was equivalent to a dime!!!!!.... That story brought me to tears when my pop told me about leaving the "old country"....Life was difficult working in the fields in Abruzzo.. What GUTS these people had!!!..To make things worse, they didn't know one word of English.  I still have my Pop's passport, which i cherish,, and his Citizenship Paper............ Do you have any history of your dad's beginnings in Italy??   These stories would be a great testimonial to the caliber people they were... how they struggled in the stone quarries,, and how they raised their families with dignity,, Powerful stuff..... Let's hear more stories about the Italiani who settled in old West Annville!!............. Thanks Bets,,,,,,,John

Here's some new old pictures that my Aunt Tina Cialone Balaster sent.  Check them out.    Tina Balaster's Pictures

 
DR POOGE........ I'LL BE HAPPY TO COMPILE A LIST... IF ANY OF THE CURRENT PARTICIPANTS KNOW OF SOMEONE WHO SHOULD BE ON THE EMAIL LIS,, PLEASE SEND THEM TO ME,, AND WE'LL ADD THEIR NAMES.. SO THAT THEY CAN ALSO SHARE THE WONDERFUL PICTURES AND STORIES OF OLD WES ANNVILLE.  SO,, IF YOU HAVE RELATIVES OR FRIENDS WHO HAVE EMAIL ADDRESSES,, AND WANT THEM TO SHARE IN THIS WONDERFUL ADVENTURE.. PLEASE SEND THEM TO ME...........SUCH AS HARRY "BUTCH"  ALONZO,,,,, HELEN ZENGERLE, FRED FRATTAROLI,  FRANK RUSSO,, LOUIE DI ANGELIS,, CARL AND LYDIA LUPINETTI,   ETC ETC ETC..................SEND THEM ON.. AND I'LL COMPILE A LIST FOR DR. POOGE... SO THAT WE ALL RECEIVE THE SAME INFORMATION,, STORIES, PICTURES, ETC.  THANKS FOR YOUR COOPERATION FOLKS,, LET'S KEEP THIS THING GOING AND GROWING!!.. WHAT A TRIBUTE TO OUR ANCESTORS WHO SETTLED IN OLD WEST ANNVILLE!!!........... CIAO     JOHN.......PS....... TINA,, PLEASE SEND ME BETSY'S EMAIL ADDRESS.. I SEEM TO HAVE LOST IT SOMEWHERE!!!!!!!!!!!!  THANKS  JOHN
 
Thanks, John.  You are the greatest!!   
 
Well, I spent all day today scanning and publishing new old pictures so check out the website at http://oldwestannville.com 
 
I just now published the pictures I got from my Aunt Tina Cialone Balaster.  They lived at the far end of S. Cherry street next to Frank Russo.  Aunt Tina sent some great pictures and if you haven't seen the ones from Larry Frattaroli yet then check them all out.  It will bring back some long lost memories guaranteed.  And be sure to share those memories with us.  Just send an email.  Everybody loves to hear these old stories.
 
If you have trouble viewing the pictures, please let me know.  Pictures require a lot of data and if you have a dial up connection it may take forever to load.  If you do have trouble I also have some of the pictures posted on the Old West Annville yahoo group at http://groups.yahoo.com/groups/oldwestannville
 
I don't have Aunt Tina's pictures up there yet but all the rest are there so let me know if that works better for you.  That's it, my Friends.  ENJOY!
Ciao
Dr. Pooge

Click here to See Tina's Picture Album

In a message dated 4/1/2006 10:24:27 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
INTERESTING, DR. POOGE.....OUR FAMILY NAME WAS DI BERNARDO..  THE "DI"  DISAPPEARED SOMEWHERE ALONG THE WAY..  YOUR DAD'S NAME  IS UNIQUE,, I NEVER HEARD THAT ONE BEFORE.  I WONDER IF AMMON MARIANI'S NAME WAS REALLY AMMON? PROBABLY NAMED AFTER YOUR POP,, DR POOGE!!.. IT'S INTERESTING TO SEE THE MANY NAMES THAT WERE CHANGED BY EMPLOYEES OF ELLIS ISLAND AT THE TURN OF THE CENTURY.   SOME ITALIAN NAMES HAVE A "Y"  AND "J"  IN THEM,, THESE LETTERS ARE NOT PART OF THE ITALIAN ALPHABET!!  THIS IS WHY IT'S SO DIFFICULT TO TRACE OUR FAMILY TREES..  IM STILL WORKING ON OURS,, AND LARRY HAS DONE LOTS OF WORK ON THE FRTTAROLI NAME.           CIAO     JOHN
 
Yes very interesting, John.  I'd like to do some research on it too.  Maybe one of these days I'll get started that.  I'd like to hear more of what Larry discovered.
Ciao,  Pooge
 
In a message dated 4/1/2006 10:04:07 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
dr pooge...........Your MOM is AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GOD BLESS HER.. the polenta party sounds FANTASTIC this summer....I can see it all now!!!..All the survivors of the Old West Annville gang.. WHAT A PARTY!!!!!!!!!!!,, i have an italian ACCORDION  which i bought for my mom in Pescara, Italy,,,, back in the seventies,,,,,,,,,,,,, i'll bet CHRLIE MARIANI could play it!!...................I'll bring it!!!.... WHAT A FANTASTIC IDEA...  IM GLAD YOUR MOM SAW THE WEB SITE....     YOU KNOW YOUR AUNT TINA LIVES IN THE SAME COMPLEX WHERE I LIVE... I SEE HER ABOUT ONCE A YEAR AT OUR ANNUAL PICNIC AT ROCKLEDGE......... IM SURE EVERYIONE WILL BE EXCITED ABOUT THIS "OLD WEST ANNVILLE REUNION!!!!!!!!!!!!      CIAO JOHN

Thanks, John.   I remember you mentioned that you live in the same complex as Aunt Tina.  I guess it's really Palmyra, not Hershey right. Well, I figured you'd like the polenta picture party idea.  Mom was really excited about it too.  Here's a picture of her and Dolores this past Christmas.  Mom is 93.
Ciao, Dr. Pooge


Anna Balaster 93 and Dolores Balaster Long 67

 

In a message dated 4/1/2006 9:43:21 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
DR POOGE,,MY GRANDFATHER'S NAME WAS GUISEPPE FRATTAROLI... HE WAS IN AMERICA AND WENT BACK TO ITALY.. I THINK HE WORKED IN THE CORNWALL ORE MINES, AND HE SENT FOR MY GRANDMOTHER IN 1906.. SHE CAME TO AMERICA AT THE AGE OF 34,, WITH THREE SMALL CHILDREN,, MY UNCLE CHARLES (CONSTANTINO),,,,,DOMENICO, WHO DIED VERY YOUNG,, AND MY MOM WHO WAS THREE MONTHS OLD.. CHARLES WAS TEN, AND DOMENICO WAS FOUR... MY GRANDMOTHER HAD $120.00 WITH HER,, AND HER MAIDEN NAME WAS DI BATTISTA,, AND THAT WAS THE NAME ON THE MANIFEST IN ELLIS ISLAND..... WHAT A COURAGEOUS LADY!!.. I REGRET THAT I NEVER KNEW HER.. SHE DIED THE YEAR I WAS BORN..........  i am doing further research on my father's family...the Di Bernardo's.............More later,,,,,, ciao John..
 
Wonderful, John.  Keep us posted on your research work.
Pooge
 
In a message dated 4/1/2006 9:24:22 P.M. Mountain Standard Time, NAPA422 writes:
DR POOGE................ I'VE BEEN READING, AND READING, AND LOOKING AT SOME NOSTALGIC PICTURES... WHAT A WONDERFUL THING WE'VE STARTED!!!..... WILL YOU WRITE THE BOOK?????? CAN'T WAIT TO GET HOME AND GET SOME PICTURES TO YOU!...........GREAT TRIBUTE TO THE OLD WEST ANNVILLE GANG!!!        CIAO JOHN
 
It is so cool, John. This has gone so much further than just pictures.  It's been wonderful.   As for the book, you've got the memory and Charlie's the literary genius.  We certainly have plenty of material.  I'll be looking forward to all those pictures you've got.  I'm beginning to get concerned about how much more I can get on my website.  Ciao, Pooge

 

Oh, I'm sorry. I thought that you had seen that Yvette's husband had died.
I don't remember Jesse and I barely remember Lena. Lena died when I four years old. I remember what her coffin looked like and I remember what she was wearing. My mom can't believe that I still remember that.
I was on the web site looking at the old pictures. There is one with my great Aunt Mabel standing next to a motorcycle. Everyone was wondering who the man is wearing the hat. I think that it might be Dominic Russo.
 
 
 I also have this photo with a list of most of the people in it. The one person is Dominic Russo.
 

Friends are Angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.

Jackie

 

Click here to See Jackie's Picture Album

   

Dr. Pooge writes:

Thanks Jackie.  I think you're right about that being Dominic Russo.  Let me know if you identify the crew in the other picture.  Also I wonder if you might know where that picture was taken.     Ciao, Pooge

 

In a message dated 4/8/2006 10:45:43 A.M. Mountain Daylight Time, CCANDORI writes:

Ernie Lavine had a brother who was electrocuted when he was a young adult. He climbed a pole somewhere in Hershey. His father was Ruggie, Old Sue was Ruggie's half sister. She was never married. We were always afraid of her. Maggie said she shook all the time.
Maggie is the one who know the west end I am going to show her the pictures. She will know all of them.
 
Tina, thanks for that information.  No one seemed to know who was electrocuted.  Yes, Maggie would be great.  Pick her brain for us.
Thanks,
Pooge


mid_nights_dream03 <pagansgem@aol.com> wrote:

Hi,
Levia told me that Henry was killed in a motorcycle accident in 1937.
She told me that the accident was out at the Lickdale intersection. Our
cousin, Henrietta was named after him, I think she said she was born a
few days after he was killed.
Levia and Henry didn't have any children. In fact, I don't think they
were married very long. Maybe two or three years.

Great.  Thanks, Jackie.  I didn't know that Henrietta was named after him.  How interesting.  Pooge

DR POOGE....... THIS IS FROM ANTHONY MATTASSA,, "JUMBO"  GREAT GRANDSON......... MARY MATTASSA'S GRANDSON.......... YOU MAY WANT TO ADD HIM TO OUR LIST,, HE'S VERY INTERESTED IN HIS BEGINNINGS AND THAT OF HIS FAMILY WHO STARTED IN ANNVILLE............ JOHN


-----------------
Forwarded Message:
 

Hello John!
I have to dig out my photo and look up the names on the back.
Just off the "top of my head":
The three kids in the front-middle, left to right:
Mary (Perrotti) Mattassa (my grandmother) born 1910, died 1986.
Tavis Perrotti (I THINK!), died 1985.
Hanna (Perrotti) Manfredi (Muff's mother).
The parents sitting in the middle of photo of course is Francesco "Frank", "Jumbo" Perrotti and Lucia "Lucy" (Quattrocchi) Perrotti.
The other kids I will have to look up.
I do know that the other adults are not related, just good friends of the family.
The lady on the left died young according to Helen Lupinetti.
One of the men on right is a Lupinetti according to Helen.
Photo taken at Snake Spring (I THINK that's the name of the area around the quarry just west of Annville just off of Route 422).
No, it's not "Snake" Spring, but something Spring.
Tony Mattassa
 
 

Tony,

 Thanks for all this great information.  I posted it up on the website and copied this to the Old West Annville group on yahoo.
 Thanks for the input and welcome to the group. 
 
The place you refer to is Clear Spring.  It was a little company community for mostly Italians that worked for H.E. Millard in the limestone quarries.  Clear Spring was located right alont the Quittapahilla creek on the road that goes north from the old Millard Mansion (now the main office).  Clear Spring was on the left just before you cross the creek.
 
Ciao,
Dr. Pooge

Here's a letter I received from Larry about his grandfather, Jumbo.  He also sent some pictures of Jumbo.  Check them out at the bottom of Larry's Album at:   Larry Frattaroli's Pictures

Pooge, in one of your emails, you asked for information about "Jumbo" Perrotti. Here is a picture of him about 1950, in the backyard of 402 West Queen Street.

 Born 1878 in "Amatrice, providence Di Rieta Italy. Francesco Perotti, (note one R) in April 1978. Father, Pietro, Mother, Maria Di Matteo.Married, Lucia Quatrocchi in Amatrice Italy in, September 26, 1901. Came to the US around 1905, according to the 1920 census.

They had 10 children, starting with Louis, who was a cripple, and was left with an Aunt, in Italy, because of the immigration laws at that time. Lucia came to the US, with Hanna. Then, Nancy, August, Mary, Octavio, (Tavis), Peter, Rose, Charles, Casper, were all born in The US. He worked long and hard as a laborer, in the stone quarry, to support his family.

He was a big man, about 6' 4", and stood straight and tall, most of the time. He liked his wine, and most of the pictures I have, shows him, with a glass or pitcher in his hands. In the later years, he worked at many odd jobs, for a gallon of wine, including digging graves at the cemetery, behind, Frankie Moores.

One day, on his daily trek to Rotundas Bar, he was sitting on the porch across the alley ITom Kreamers store to rest, and possibly dose off for a minute, when Bob Kreamer came around the block driving the hearse, stopped, and got "Jumbo" by the arm, and said" c'mon Jumbo its time for you to go!! Jumbo started waving his cane and cursing in Italian, as he continued on to Rotundas. From that day on, He crossed Main Street at Kreiders store, and walked on the other side of the street. Cursing in Italian until he was passed Kreamers.

Bob Kreamer was a good mend of the family, and grew up with Casper, Charlie, and the boys, and at Jumbo's funeral, he was a bit teary eyed also. Most of the old timers of Annville, knew the only ticket out of town, was through Kreamers Funeral home. More than anything, they feared the "Poorhouse", so back then, every family took care of their own.

"A mother and father, can raise and provide for ten children, but the ten children cannot provide for the mother and father, in the later years" Sad thought, isn't it??

I'm sure there are many stories about my Grandfather, but I was 18 at the time he died, and didn't bother too much with "old people". I sure wish we would have talked to them more, about their lives, instead of being concerned so much about ours. Guess who the "old people are today??????

Larry

 

FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DON'T KNOW TONY MATTASSA,, HE IS JUMBO PERROTTI'S GREAT GRANDSON HIS GRANDMOTHER WAS MARY PEROTTI  MATTASSA.. AND LIVES IN TEMPLE AREA.  HE'S VERY INTO HIS HERITAGE AND HIS ANCESTORS FROM  OLD WEST ANNVILLE......... JOHN

Hi John, I still make the bread and pizzelles at the holiday time. Last year, I had the girls over and we made pizzelles for Christmas.  Stacey even bought an iron. We made about 15 dozen, so everyone would have some. They were gone very quickly, and  when they wanted more, I told them to make some. Needless to say they did nothing. Then in March, I had them over , and we made Easter bread.Everyone got two loaves, and when they came back for more, I told them to make it. But again they did not. The other day, Michele asked where the bread was, and I told her I lost the reciepe!!
Actually I did not have any oil left, so I went on line and ordered two ounces. So I will make it this week. Mom used to make loaves with the egg, and also about a 12  inch braid, with 4 0r 5 eggs. That was more like biscotti though. Mom used to make it in a galvanized wash tub,  about 25 loaves at a time. The house would smell of anise for a week. She let it rise by the coal stove, covered with a damp towel.. I sure miss those days. I've been experementing for a couple of years unt I got the formula very close to Moms. Now Angie and I make it every Easter. Angie usually make a couple of batches, because every one wants some.  Well till next  time, Happy Easter to you Cuz, take care of yourself, Love Larry and Lorraine
 

In a message dated 4/10/2006 8:02:30 P.M. Mountain Daylight Time, NAPA422@AOL.COM writes:

noooooooooooo DR. POOGE,, I NEVER KNEW YOUR MIDDLE NAME!!!!    AND NO,, I NEVER HEARD ANYONE CALL YOUR NONNO  "ROME"..........INTERESING,,,,,,,, I WONDER WHO CAME UP WITH SOME OF THE NICKNAMES  PEOPLE HAD GROWING UP...REMEMBER DORIS STOBER?      SHE WAS PHYLLIS PEROTTI'S COUSIN,, HER DAD WAS HOWARD STOBER.............. SHE WAS CALLED "CHUBBY"  ALL HER LIFE..... SHE ALSO PASSED AWAY VERY YOUNG..  MY BROTHER VAL WAS CALLED "DOOTS".. OR "TEENIE"....... MY SISTER BONNIE WAS CALLED "     BIONDI"...... CHARLIE MARIANI WAS CALLED "WILLY".... TRIESTE TRENTA WAS "TREA".... GLORIA TRENTA WAS "CURLY"....I FORGET THE WINDLE GUY WHO WAS CALLED "BUCKY"...AND OF COURSE DOMINIC QUINTILLY WAS  "SKEEZIX"  ...MAFALDA MANFREDI CORRADO IS "MUFFY"       .. DOES EVERYONE REMEMBER ANGELO VITTI, AND HIS STEP BROTHER LOUIE ERCOLI??   AND JENNIE VITTI,, ANGELO'S SISTER WHO WAS MARRIED TO THE OLDEST LIVERING GUY...AND THE CLODOVEO'S.. RAYMOND AND HELEN,,, WE USED TO PICK TOMATOES AND DE TASSLE CORN FOR RAYMOND CLODOVEO!!!...   HE DIDN'T NEED ILLEGAL ALIENS TO  HELP HIM HARVEST HIS CROPS,, WE DID IT.. FOR  PENNIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!            JOHN

 

In a message dated 4/10/2006 7:17:30 P.M. Mountain Daylight Time, NAPA422 writes:
Yep, that's right. I barely remember Marietta. I remember she always sat in a rocking chair in front of the fireplace at Rosie's house.
 

Friends are Angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.

Jackie

 

 

In a message dated 4/10/2006 7:17:16 P.M. Mountain Daylight Time, NAPA422 writes:
What great memories.... Rose  was wonderful...so full of life!.. I miss her. John

 

In a message dated 4/9/2006 4:40:10 P.M. Mountain Daylight Time, Mgt67 writes:
John and Dr. Pooge:
FYI
This info is from Larry Frattaroli.
Notice the date he gave for the Phyllis (Perrotti) Testa photo.  This is the photo of her and James Mariani in the middle of Cherry Street.
Additional info to this "Phyllis" photo:  The Frank & Lucy Perrotti residence is on the left of this photo while their daughter and her husband's (Hanna Perrotti Manfredi and John Manfredi) residence and store is on the right of this photo (front porch showing).
I really wish that Phyllis would have the internet so that she could see this great site!  Even though she and her husband Midge have a mushroom business in Kennett Square, they still do not have internet connection!!!
Tony Mattassa
 
 


-----------------
Forwarded Message:
 

Hi Tony, that great pitcher of Phyllis was taken about 1936. Phyllis and I were born in 1934. That pitcher was taken right there next to the Perrotti house, on Cherry St. As for identifying the Perrotti pitcher, the order was Hanna,Nancy, Mary, Tavis,Peter, Rose, Charles, Casper. I think Casper might be missing. Born later. Take care, Larry
>
> From: Mgt67@aol.com
> Date: 2006/04/08 Sat PM 08:32:41 EDT
> To: larylori2@bellsouth.net
> Subject: Re: (no subject)
>
> Hi Larry!
> Yes, John did make me aware of this VERY INTERESTING site!!!
> Did you catch the photo of Phyllis as a little girl???
> Last night, John emailed me the "Perrotti Family Photo" taken at Clear
> Springs for me to identify.
> I have to dig out my photo to get the names that I can't figure out.
> See ya later!
> Tony
>

 

In a message dated 4/9/2006 4:14:12 P.M. Mountain Daylight Time, NAPA422 writes:
hey LARRY!!! I SURE DO REMEMBER THE GUY WITH THE PONY ON WEST QUEEN STREET.......... WE HAD A PICTURE OF TEENIE ON THAT PONY..........I DON'T KNOW WHY EDDIE AND I DIDN'T HAVE OUR PICTURES TAKEN ON THAT PONY,,, AND THERE'S NO ONE LEFT TO ASK!!!   EASTER BREAd........wow,, DIDN'T KNOW YOU STILL MADE THE SWEET EASTER BREAD............... I HAVE A COUPLE SMALL BOTTLES OF ANISE OIL,, I BOUGHT AT A FLEA MARKET HERE..  I ALSO HAVE MY PIZZELLE MACHINE HERE IN FLORIDA, BUT HAVEN'T MADE ANY PIZELLES YET!!!...............THE COOKBOOK IDEA SOUNDS LIKE A POSSIBILITY....OUR MOM'S DIDN'T COOK "GOURMET" ,, BUT THE FOODS THEY COOKED ARE NOW "GOURMET" IN  UPSCALE ITALIAN RESTAURANTS~!!! THANKS MICHELLE FOR THE IDEA!!........WE HAVE TO HAVE A MEETING THIS SUMMER AND TALK ABOUT THIS.
 
DID YOUR MOM MAKE EACH OF YOU KIDS YOUR OWN LITTLE BREAD, WITH A HARD BOILED COLORED EGG IN IT?? THERE WERE SO MANY VARIETIES OF EASTER  PANE DI PASQUA"   .  I THINK THE MARCHEGIANA PEOPLE PUT CHEESE IN THEIRS,, SOME PUT RAISINS,,,,,,,,,,SOME ANISE.......I LOVED ALL OF THEM, ESPECIALLY THE ONE WITH CHEESE!! NOW IM HUNGRY, LARRY.. IM GONNA HAVE TO GO OUT AND BUY SOME PANETONE!!!     TAKE CARE, CUZ,,,,,JOHN
 
I've got a picture of me on the pony.  It's hanging on my wall.  I scan it and up load it to the site when I get a chance.
 
Dr. Pooge

 

In a message dated 4/9/2006 3:27:30 P.M. Mountain Daylight Time, Pagansgem writes:
Hi Dr. Pooge
I'm not sure who the baby is in the picture with my great aunt Mabel, perhaps it is one of her children (Helen or Hannah). I'll see if I can print out and ask Helen if she knows.
As for the group picture, I will need to find the sheet with all the names listed on it. I believe the man to the right of the woman (our left) holding the baby, is Dominic Russo. The man in the dark suit to the left of the man holding the toddler, is supposedly my great-grandfather (Clayton Brewer) or my great-great- grandfather(Thomas Brewer).
 

Friends are Angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.

Jackie

 

 

In a message dated 4/9/2006 11:14:12 A.M. Mountain Daylight Time, NAPA422 writes:
DR POOGE,,IT WAS LOCATED JUST DOWN THE STREET FROM YOUR HOUOSE,, ON THE  NORTHEAST CORNER OF CHERRY AND QUEEN...I DON'T KNOW THE YEAR,, BUT THE MANFREDI'S LIVED THERE AND HAD A STORE.. MUFFY WILL HAVE A WEALTH OF INFORMATION IF WE CAN GET HER  INTO THIS GROUP....MANFREDI'S THEN MOVED TO KENNETT SQUARE AND GOT INTO THE MUSHROOM BUSINESS.............JOHN

 

In a message dated 4/9/2006 10:07:51 A.M. Mountain Daylight Time, NAPA422 writes:
John,
Speaking of the Kennett Square (Chester County) family, here is the website address of the Manfredi business.
John and Hanna (Perrotti) Manfredi's grandsons (John and Frank) own this business.
You can email them through this site also.
Tony

 

In a message dated 4/8/2006 8:44:31 P.M. Mountain Daylight Time, NAPA422 writes:
THANKS DR POOGE..... I THINK THIS WILL KEEP GROWING, AS WE THINK OF MORE PEOPLE WHO LIVED OR HAD RELATIVES IN OLD WEST ANNVILLE,, LIKE TONY MATTASSA AND MAFALDA CORRADO OR HER CHILDREN........WE USED TO GO VISIT MAFALDA'S FAMILY, JOHN AND HANNAH MANFREDI IN KENNET SQUARE........ THEY LOADED US DOWN WITH MUSHROOMS,,,,,,,,,I THINK HANNAH MANFREDI WAS MY SISTER STELLA'S GODMOTHER.   MAFALDA STILL BRINGS LOTS OF WONDERFUL MUSHROOMS WHEN SHE COMES TO ANNVILLE,, I TOOK HER ON A TOUR THE LAST TIME SHE WAS UP,, WE DROVE UP AND DOWN QUEEN STREET, AND CHERRY STREET,, AND THE ALLEYS,,,,, SHE REMEMBERED WHO LIVED IN ALL THE HOUSES ON QUEEN STREET,, SHE'S GOT A FANTASTIC MEMORY. AND IS STILL GOING STRONG.. SHE WANTS TO GO BACK TO ITALY!!........... CIAO JOHN

 

 

In a message dated 4/8/2006 8:17:36 P.M. Mountain Daylight Time, NAPA422 writes:

DR POOGE,, MUFF"   IS MAFALDA MANFREDI,, HER MOTHER WAS HANNAH PEROTTI MANFREDI,,,,,,,,,,, JUMBO WAS MAFALDA'S GRNDFATHER,, SHE IS IN HER 80S AND A GREAT LADY.. HER MARRIED NAME IS CORRADO, AND LIVES IN KENNETT SQUARE......SHE'S A GREAT FRIEND OF OURS FOR MANY YEARS AND STILL COMES TO THE ANNVILLE HIGH SCHOOL ALUMNI BANQUETS........................JOHN

 

 

In a message dated 4/5/2006 12:20:07 P.M. Mountain Daylight Time, Pagansgem writes:
John, neither one of Evo's two daughters died. It was Evo's son-in-law who just passed away in February. He was married to Yvette, Evo's youngest daughter.
 

Friends are Angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.

Jackie

Hi John,
 
Yes I also noticed that Peter Bugda died.  He was my homeroom teacher  in the art room down next to the boys lavatory when I was in 8th grade.  He was absolutely great.  It was an all boys home room and we had a wonderful time.  He also spent a lot of time with me just doing art projects and things.  He was our class advisor later in high school.   A wonderful man.
 
Dr. Pooge 
 
 
In a message dated 4/26/2006 1:40:39 P.M. Mountain Daylight Time, NAPA422@aol.com writes:
HI   ,, I JUST GOT BACK FROM FLORIDA..... IT WAS GETTING VERY HOT DOWN THERE,, AND IT'S GREAT TO SEE SPRING IN PENNVYLVANIA!!!!!!!!!....I JUST LEARNED FROM THE AHS ALUMNI ASSOCIATION THAT PETER BUGDA PASSED AWAY... .HE WAS OUR ART TEACHER AT AHS, AND WAS MARRIED TO  MARRY DIENNO..  THEY LIVED IN GAINESVILLE, FLORIDA..              I'LL   GET THOSE PICTURES TO YOU POOGE....IN THE NEXT COUPLE DAYS............ CIAO  JOHN
dr POOGE.......... I GOT YOUR ADDRESS OFF THE WEB SITE, THANKS,,, PICTURES WILL BE IN THE MAI TOMORROW,,MONDAY..
 
..TODAY WE ARE CELEBRATING MY BROTHER ED AND HIS WIFE PALM/S FIFTIETH WEDDING ANNIVERSARY.......... ITS REALLY SOMETIME IN EARLY MAY..........CAN YOU BELIEVE IT.??...................FOR ANYONE WHO WANTS TO SEND THEM A CARD,, THEIR ADDRESS IS   44 HICKORY STREET, PALMYRA, PA., 17078.............  WATCH FOR THE MAIL,, DR POOGE!!  SOME WONDERFUL OLD PICTURES COMING......... CIAO  JOHN
In a message dated 5/6/2006 5:38:05 A.M. Mountain Daylight Time, Pagansgem writes:
Good morning DR POOGE,
Frankie Russo came over last Saturday to fix my leaky faucet, while he was here I showed him the pictures and he said that guy in both of the pictures wasn't his dad. However, my mom thinks that it is. So, I'm not real sure.
Frankie also asked that I email the site to his daughter, as he and Rosie do not have a computer.
The old pictures are great, I just love this site. Although I've only heard of some of these people, and didn't really know them. I like to read the stories.
I scrapbook a lot, I would love to scrapbook these old pictures. I made a mini scrapbook of my family heritage and I started one with my family tree. Next time you're in town, if you have time I'll show them to you.
 

Friends are Angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.

Jackie

 

 
Great, Jackie.  I'm so glad you appreciate the site.  It's been a wonderful experience for me because I got to meet so many people that I haven't seen in a long long time and a lot of their kids that I probably never would have met.  What a wonderful tradition we have rekindled here.
 
I will get home sometime later this summer so I'll keep you posted on that and we'll get together.  Thanks for all your help and contributions.
 
Dr. Pooge

 

In a message dated 5/7/2006 7:14:45 P.M. Mountain Daylight Time, NAPA422 writes:
Dr Pooge.............I doubt that anyone has a picture of Battaia... Im sure his daughter  Mary is dead,,, and her husband Barney.. Can't remember his last name,,, I remember Battaia's last name was Vannicola...  I'll check with Carl and Lydia Lupinetti,, maybe they have some old pictures of him..I don't even recall anyone being related to them!!.....   I"ll let you  know what i find out from Carl and Joe  Lupinetti,,,,,,,,,,, ciao    John
 
Thank, John.
I remember Battaia well.  I used to sit and "talk" with him on his porch when I was a kid.  He would see me on my bicycle down on Queen St. and he would yell for me with his big voice "HEY ARMANDO, GET DA HELL UPPA HERE".  I would ride up and sit and "talk" with him on his porch.  He didn't speak much English but we communicated ok.  Also my Dad used to tell some stories about him from the Quarry.
 
Dr. Pooge

 

In a message dated 5/8/2006 7:02:33 P.M. Mountain Daylight Time, NAPA422 writes:
WOW,, I WAS GOING TO SAY SHE WAS 80!! SOME BEAUTIFUL CARS!!! MY POP ONCE HAD AN OLD ESSEX.... AND A BIG PACKARD THAT HAD "JUMP SEATS" SO WE COULD ALL FIT IN THE CAR!!!. JOHN
My Aunt Jenny used to have an Essex with a rumble seat in the back instead of a trunk.  It was great.  We used to love to ride back there and she was a crazy driver. She could barely see out the windshield.  I think there is a picture of the Essex in Dolores' album with my Dad and Funzie and Amos standing next to it in the street.        Dr. Pooge

Dominic Candori always had a nice Packard.

 

NAPA422@AOL.COM wrote:

wow........that's OLD... Annville is over 250 years old!!.........I think our old house was originally owned by a family named HERR...You know, there's no such thing as PA DUTCH.........I doubt that ANYONE in Lebanon County really came from HOLLAND.  They are Germans.   Perhaps during WW II  they were ashamed to admit they were Germans with Hitler terrorizing the world, etc. Of course, Hitler's bosom buddy was Benito Mussolini!!  The two muskateers!!  They both got what they deserved!
 
 My neighbor is working on his wife's geneology... Her father's name  was D'Occhio.. and came from Italy..... When he got here,, his name was changed to DODGE!!.. They lived in Waltonville,, which was an annexed  part of Hummelstown, Pa.  D'Occhio literally means "of the eye"  in Italian........... His nickname was Eagle Eye!!  Unfortunately, there's no one living in that area who is old enough to remember the family.  This is true of many Italain families...the Old Timers are gone,, so we lost that resource  for information. Ive traced back to my GREAT Grandfather in Italy,, his name was Vincenzo Frattaroli.  Im still worknig on this... Is anyone else into their geneologies??  There are two great sources, for information,, Ellis Island, and the Mormons. and there's a program you can load into your computer called Family Tree Maker.............Check it out/......John

Pooge wrote:

Yes, you know I didn't realize that until many years later that the people of the Pennsylvania Dutch were not Dutch at all but Germans.  I think the name Dutch came from the the German word for German which is Deutsch from the country Deutschland.
What you say about Hitler I think also played a significant part in the confusion too, as you say, they didn't want to be associated with Hitlers Germany after the war.  A funny thing is that I was so naive that when I was asked to design a cartoon character mascot for the school newspaper.  I drew ( actually I think my sister Dolores drew it) a little Dutch Boy with his thumb in the dike....how dumb was I, but as Italian immigrant's son, it was an honest mistake.  Most strangely, however, is that no one ever told me.  Not even the teachers told me of my mistake.  Not the Social Studies, Civics, or the History teachers....

Dr. Pooge 



NAPA422@AOL.COM wrote:

very interesting, dr. pooge!!.... Guess what?? I had a long conversation with Carl Lupinetti this evening.... He has pictures of Battaia Vannicola.. and lots of other ones which might be of interes t to  everyone visiting this site.  Carl has been taking care of Lydia for a long time, and his brother Joe recently had some health issues.. Let's all say a prayer for Carl,Lydia and Joe,, and also Bob Micozzi, who is very ill.. that they may all be restored back to good health.  Watch the mail Dr. Pooge.. I have some interesting pictures coming your way.............. ciao  John


Great, John.  I will certainly keep them in my prayers.
Dr. Pooge


NAPA422@aol.com wrote:

DR POOGE.   I  SENT MORE PICTURES TODAY.  I HAVE A GOOD FRIEND NAMED GINO FROM NEW YORK STATE.  HE'S WORKING ON MY FAMILY GENEOLOGY.. THE FRATTAROLI'S AND THE DI BERNARDO'S...HE'S DOING A FANTASTIC JOB, AND IT'S TRULY AMAZING HOW MUCH INFORMATION HE HAS UNCOVERED THAT I NEVER KNEW ABOUT MY ANCESTORS. 
 
GINO  WORKS TIRELESSLY ON THIS  MISSION, FOR WHICH I AM GRATEFUL  HE USES RESOURCES FROM THE CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST OF LATTER DAY SAINTS (MORONS) AND ELLIS ISLAND.  GINO DOESN'T HAVE A COMPUTER, BUT USES ONE AT A LOCAL LIBRARY.
 
  HE RECENTLY WROTE ME,  AND I WAS MOVED BY HIS COMMENTS:     "I am enclosing the ship's images that your ancestors traved on their maiden voyages to the New  World in search of a better way of life, a new beginning, a more promising tomorrow.  It is amazing to know what a courageous people they were.  Just think, Mike  (john), we are what we are today, and enjoy a good life, and have what we have because of their inspiration,  hard work and  endless sacrifices.  They are all gone now.  May they rest in peace and my prayers go out to them always".
 
I could not have said it better than Gino Bianchi.  He is a dear and wonderful friend, who himself came from Italy!  To date, he has, through his research found: 
l.  Marriage certificate of my Great Grandfather and Grandmother Vincenzo and Maria Frattaroli
2.  Birth certificate of my Grandfather,  Giuseppe Frattaroli in Befaro, Italy.
3.  Birth certificate of Costantino Frattaroli, my Grandfather's brother.
4.  Birth certificate of Angelo Frattaroli, another of my Grandfather's brothers.
5.Birth certificate of my mother Nella (DiBattista) Frattaroli
6.  Passenger records of Angiolina DiBattista Frattaroli, my maternal Grandmother, and Allesandro Frattaroli, another of my Grandfather's brothers.
7.  The names of the ships they came on, the tonnage,,number of passengers, etc. 
 
These poor souls came Third Class passage across the Atlantic Ocean.....unbelievable!
 
Gino continues with the search for more information on my father's family.  God Bless him!! THANK YOU GINO BIANCHI !!!    John  Note:  Gino knows me as Mike,, my Army nickname.

From John, 6-28-06

THE PEOPLE KEPT COMING AND COMING FOR THE HOUR THAT MY SISTERS,, EDDIE AND PALM AND I WERE AT THE VIEWING THIS EVENING... MUST HAVE BEEN A THOUSAND PEOPLE PASS THROUGH THE FUNERAL HOME..MANY CRYING,, PEOPLE WHO WERE WITH BUTCH AND JUDY ON THE CRUISE,,, MANY OLD FRIENDS I HAVEN'T SEEN IN MANY MANY YEARS.... BUCKY WINDLE,, CHIPPER AND DONNY LAVINE...JENNIE AND MARGARET PERAZZOLI, YOUR AUNT EVELYN AND CHARLIE.. AND ON AND ON .. FRANK AND ROSE RUSSO.... IT WAS A HUGE VIEWING,,,,, THEN AT EIGHT PM THEY HAD A PRAYER SERVICE,,FATHER PECK, OUR PASTOR ALWAYS SINGS A SONG AT VIEWINGS,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,IT WAS SO SAD...
 
. THEY HAD WONDERFUL OLD PICTURES, ONE WITH YOU AND BUTCH,, AND SONNY DI ANGELIS AND BUTCH,, HIS CHILDHOOD  PICTURES... HIS ARMY PICTURES,,,FAMILY PICTURES,, WITH THE CHILDREN IN VARIOUS STAGES OF THEIR LIVES.... I NEVER SAY THE YOUNGEST SON.. HE IS NOW 35!!!!!!!!!!!! I COULDN'T BELIEVE IT,,,  THEY HAVE WONDERFUL CHILDREN.... AND JUDY IS A WONDERFUL ASSET TO  OUR CHURCH..... EVERYONE LOVES HER........., BUTCH GOT MARRIED AT NINETEEN.. AND RAISED A WONDERFUL FAMILY.. 
 
I HUGGED TINA AND JUDY AND BETSY, AND TOLD THEM IT WAS ALSO FROM YOU,,,, AND EXPESSED YOUR REGRETS THAT YOU COULDN'T BE THERE WITH US......  
 
I HOPE IT STOPS RAINING, PENNSLYLVANIA IS GETTING FLOODED ALL OVER THE PLACE,, I THINK THE SUSQUEHANNA WILL CREST AT EIGHT FEET ABOVE FLOOD LEVEL TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!    ALL THIS RAIN MIGHT AFFECT THE BURIAL TOMORROW.. THE GROUND IS JUST SATURATED...............
 
I COULDN'T BELIEVE MY EYES WHEN I SAW CHIP AND DONNY LAVINE...!!!   CHIP IS RETIRED. AND WORKS WITH THE STATE POLICE MUSEUM,,, DONNIE IS AN ENGINEER.. THEY BOTH LOOK GREAT....
 
I HAVE TO GET TO BED, ,DON'T WANT TO MISS THE CASINO BUS EARLY IN THE MORNING,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,TAKE CARE, CIAO         JOHN.......

 

Subject: Re: BUTCH'S VIEWING THIS EVENING,
Date: 6/28/2006 7:15:44 A.M. Mountain Daylight Time
From: marianicj@webtv.net

6/28/2006
From Charlie Mariani
Butch's Viewing This Evening

Dear John,
  As always, I awakened this morning and immediately searched for my
E-mail. THIS † † † informative one from you, is one of the most
comforting ever received.
From the moment we heard about Butch's death, we planned to be at the
viewing to be with mourners we hadn't seen in decades. Butch's Dad,
Harry Sr., was my Godfather for my confirmation. After Levia and Harry
married and had children,I did get to visit them once or twice, but as
it is with most young couples, starting a family of your own and
struggling to secure your financial footing -- AND -- the need to
provide for my own aging parents -- my attachment to the Alonzo's
wavered.
  "IF" it weren't for YOU and our love of OLD WEST ANNVILLE , ---AND ---
our ITALIAN HERITAGE , my existence would be dull indeed.My memory of
people living in Annville when I was growing up was that West Annville
adults were ALL MY PARENTS and PROTECTORS --- those living to the East
kind of resented the fact that we existed!! AND! That's the crux of
of our make up. 
  From the moment we got yours and Corols " sad news" email , we planned
to be there for the viewing. I tried pulling up the obituaries in the
Lebanon Daily News to get the details but was unsuccessful --
then I remembered the Harrisburg Patriot News ---- BINGO There was every
thing I needed to make plans. Then!!!! as God would have it, the Rains
started !!! AND continued AND continued ~~~~ with saddened hearts, 3:00
o'clock came yesterday and we knew we'd be flirting with disaster trying
to get through the many turns and roads to get there ---
with saddened hearts and a prayer of thanksgiving, we cancelled .
  JOHN, your diplomacy, kindness, and unselfishness in giving our
condolences to Butch's family is greatly appreciated. We believe another
good deed check mark was put beside your name in  St. Peter's 
Record Book of Life ~~~~
       Lots of love ////  Charlie & Jeanne

P S : Here's hoping your day in A / C is financially rewarding in a H U
G E way!

From CharlieMariani
To Dr.Pooge
New pictures

yeah dr POOGE,, when are you coming HOME?????????? we've got to plan for that BIG POLENTA PARTY....Can you imagine the publicity we'd get if we had a ten by ten foot polenta Board made,, sanded down,,,cleaned,, and put it on four "horses"........ and had about forty  people sitting around it  with  just a FORK ,  eating polenta in  someone's back yard  on WEST QUEEN STREET,, perhaps, on the Green grass along  the  Quittie where our GARDEN used to be., near Jimmy Viozzi's house  The  Cars driving east on 422 over the bridge would pile up while rubber necking at those crazy italians doing their Polenta thing on the grass!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
NBC, ABC CNN AND CBS WOULD ALL BE THERE WITH THEIR CAMERAS!!
 
  LOGISTICS might be a problem,,  unless we had some BIG POTS of polenta cooking over a  BONFIRE..along the creek... and someone transported the meat sauce in BIG POTS with a pick up truck!... Am i nuts or what?????????? john    ps.. i have an old italiain ACCORDION I bought in Italy in 1965      ut;s stilll like new.. I'll bet CHARLIE MARIANI  WOULD   STROLL WHILE WE'RE EATING POLENTA!!.  WADDA YOU TINKA????

John,

You've got a great imagination and that's just what it takes to form the reality.  We were thinking of having the polenta party on the grass at Mom's house on Cherry Street.  But I like your idea of some big pots on the fire down by the creek .  Dolores and I were trying to think of a good date.  We have a wedding to go to  September 23 so maybe Sunday September 24 would work. 

Get that polenta board ready!

Dr. Pooge

 
Charlie Mariani Remembers
Hi Gang,
   Attached is my contributing chapter for our book. As always, I
welcome your critical review and welcome any and all changes to 
spelling
and things written that may offend or sicken anyone. For instance, I
purposely used the word "opened" instead of "slitting the throat" when
commenting on the pigs being butchered. I know I took liberties when my
memory failed but really tried hard not to tell untruths.
      I"d suggest this writting come after "Residents" that I'm hoping
that you John will put into some type of  prose like maybe:
   "Standing in front of my home at xxx West Oueen Street, I allow
myself to return to those happy days of my childhood. I'm so proud to 
be
an Italian and following in the Italian-American tradition. I'm going to
try to recall the names of those living around me in this era. Now let 
me
see----- some of our friends live West of here, some in Palmyra, some 
in
Clear Springs. Oh yes! I do remember some of the names. "----
      >>>>> and with that -- off you go >>>
   My memory is NOT what I'd like it to be. This chapter on residents
and how they intertwined with us would be oh so wonderful. ----------
AND ------ Poogie who came along sometime near the end of the war or
maybe after it would have a whole new adventure to relate about his 
"Old
West Annville"
    A N D -------- if any of this prompts others to add their stories 
to
our book ------------------- WE'LL HAVE A BEST SELLER!
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   AND NOW (with a blare of horns) MY OFFERING:
       
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   I CANNOT TELL THE ACTUAL BEGINNINGS OF OUR ITALIAN NEIGHBORHOOD
--- MY GUESS IS THAT A FEW RESIDENTS HAD SETTLED THERE AROUND THE TURN
OF THE 20th CENTURY AND VERY QUICKLY STARTED MAKING THIS THEIR NEW 
HOME.
    THEY EXPLORED THEIR SURROUNDINGS , FOUND LIVING QUARTERS ,
INCOME SOURCES, AND BASICALLY UNDERSTOOD THAT THE NEIGHBORHOOD WAS 
BEING
SETTLED BY MANY ITALIANS AND FROM DIFFERENT REGIONS OF ITALY. I WAS 
TOLD
THAT AT THE START, MANY ITALIANS HAD DIFFICULTY UNDERSTANDING EACH 
OTHER
DUE TO THE DIALECTS OF THE VARIOUS REGIONS FROM WHICH THEY CAME.
  ------- I LIKE TO THINK THAT THIS IS THE REASON MOST USED THEIR
HANDS IN TALKING TO ONE ANOTHER.    
     VERY QUICKLY, THE MANY BACHELORS AND YOUNG WOMEN
RECOGNIZED THAT EMOTION TO BECOME ONE IN MATRIMONY --HOW GREAT TO LIVE
IN THE UNITED STATES; TO BE ABLE TO MARRY WITHOUT THE STRINGS THE OLD
COUNTRY'S CUSTOM HAD ATTACHED TO WEDDINGS. (I understand the bride was
given a little something to show that her parents accepted this new man
into their family ---- in return, the groom was indebted to them in 
many
ways! To some men this made marriage a frightening institution. That 
fear
caused some very good looking young bachelors in this country to avoid
marriage by " playing the field " . Some offered only themselves and 
the
woman brought home the paycheck as well as keeping house in her spare
time"). THAT HABIT SEEMS TO HAVE CAUGHT ON AND REMAINS TO THIS VERY 
DAY.
COUPLES "MOVE IN WITH EACH OTHER" WITHOUT VOWS OR COMMITMENT. ~~~~~ 
VERY
SAD MOST OF THE TIME. -- I REMEMBER FATHER ADAIR SAYING AS HE JOINED US
IN MATRIMONY, "YOUR LOVE FOR EACH OTHER TODAY SEEMS AT IT'S HIGHEST.
TRUE LOVE WILL CONTINUE TO GROW UNTIL DEATH CALLS ONE OF YOU AND THEN
YOU'LL REALIZE HOW MUCH GREATER IT'S GROWN."          
    UNTIL 1928, THERE WAS NO CATHOLIC CHURCH IN ANNVILLE. ALL
SACRAMENTS HAD TO BE PERFORMED IN LEBANON, PA. - SUNDAY MASS WAS SAID
ONCE A MONTH IN VARIOUS HOMES BY A VISITING PRIEST WHEN ONE WAS
AVAILABLE AND THE WEATHER ALLOWED .
    MY FAMILY WAS STARTED IN 1912 WHEN MY ITALIAN FATHER MARRIED
AN IRISH FARM GIRL IN WEST VIRGINIA , WORKED AS A SHARE CROPPER ON A
FARM, LOST THEIR FIRST BORN TO THE FLU EPIDEMIC OF 1915 AND HAD FOUR
MORE CHILDREN THROUGH 1926 WHEN THEY MOVED TO ANNVILLE TO JOIN MY
FATHER'S BROTHER WHO PROMISED A BETTER INCOME FOR THEM IN THE MILLARD
STONE QUARRY.
    THE SALE OF FARM ANIMALS AND AN OLD DODGE GAVE THEM THE
MONEY TO MAKE THE MOVE. FORTUNATELY, THE BERNARDO FAMILY HAD A HUGE
HOUSE WITH PART OF IT UNOCCUPIED AND ALLOWED THEM THIS HOUSING FOR 
ABOUT
TWO YEARS. EARLY IN 1928,THE HALF OF A DOUBLE HOUSE NEXT TO THE
RAGUINTO'S BECAME AVAILABLE AND THEY (please note the word "they") 
MOVED
THERE AWAITING ANOTHER BLESSED EVENT IN MAY -- ---- AS OF THE 26th OF
MAY --
----------------- "WE" -------------------
    LIVED THERE BUT FOR A VERY SHORT TIME. --THE HOUSE ACROSS
THE STREET, 401 WEST QUEEN STREET, WAS AVAILABLE FOR RENT ---- THE
DENTIST,DR. ZIMMERMAN OWNED IT AND RENTED IT TO US . WE LIVED THERE FOR
TWELVE YEARS. (IN TIME THE HOUSE WAS SOLD TO A NEIGHBOR WHO BOUGHT IT 
AS
AN INVESTMENT AND DID SOME IMPROVEMENTS TO IT BEFORE HE SOLD IT TO A
FAMILY NAMED FISHER, AND WE HAD TO MOVE)         THIS
PROPERTY, ON THE CORNER OF QUEEN AND CHERRY STREETS (named for the two
huge sweet cherry trees on Manfredie's - later Frattaroli's property 
and
the one sour cherry tree on ours just on this side of the Balaster's
house) HAD A HUGE AREA FOR GROWING VEGETABLES, RAISING CHICKENS, AND WE
EVEN RAISED TWO PIGS EACH YEAR TO BUTCHER IN THE FALL ALONG WITH A HALF
DOZEN OTHER FAMILIES WHO ALL HAD THE KNOWLEDGE TO PRESERVE THE PORK IN
SEASONINGS AND WRAPPINGS ---FREEZERS WERE STILL DECADES INTO THE
FUTURE!   THE DAY ANIMALS WERE TO BE SLAUGHTERED AND BUTCHERED ALL
THE MEN WOULD BRING THEIR ANIMALS TO THE FIELD NEXT TO RAGUINTO'S
(across the street from Candori's) AND, ONE AT A TIME LET LOOSE TO BE
SHOT, OPENED,(Sparky's,my dad, job), BLOODED,AND OTHER GORY NECESSITIES. ---
EACH THEN WOULD RECLAIM THEIR DEAD ANIMALS, LOAD THEM INTO THEIR WAGONS
AND TAKE THEM HOME WHERE THEY HOISTED THEM VERTICALLY INTO THE AIR TO 
BE SCRAPED AND SKINNED USING HUGE POTS OF BOILING WATER STILL HUNG OVER
BLAZING FIRES THE WOMAN OF THE HOUSE PREPARED. LARD WAS RENDERED, SKIN
STRETCHED TO DRY FOR LONG PERIODS OF TIME ON RACKS, MEAT CUT ,SALTED,
CUTS FOR BACON SPECIALLY HANDLED -- AND -- THE HAMS BURIED IN SPICES 
FOR PROSCIUTTO (which will be hung in the attic and we kids will attack it
long before its fully cured).
    I DON'T WANT TO FORGET ABOUT THE NANNY GOATS WE HAD FOR A
VERY SHORT TIME. "POP" INTENDED TO DRINK GOAT'S MILK AND MAKE CHEESE
~~~~ THE GOAT WOULD BUTT EVERYONE WHO CAME NEAR; IT HAD TO BE 
RESTRAINED TO MILK IT, THE MILK SMELLED TO HIGH HEAVEN AND IN LESS THAN TWO WEEKS
WAS GIVEN TO A FARMER WHO LATER GAVE "POP" A JOB.   TALK ABOUT
BEING RESOURCEFUL,THE STRAW NEEDED FOR BEDDING ANIMALS WAS THE TALL GRASS THAT GREW ALONG
THE QUITTIE -- IT WAS CUT WITH A SCYTHE,( everyone owned a scythe !)
BUNDLED, DRIED, IN A SHED OR UNDER RAFTERS AND READY FOR USE! ----
ANOTHER ECONOMICAL RITUAL WAS TO COLLECT RAIN WATER AND KEEP IT IN A
CISTERN UNDER THE WOODEN SLATS OF THE PORCH . THIS WAS THEN USED FOR
WASHING CLOTHES IN OUR NON-ELECTRIC, HANDLE OPERATED WASH MACHINE!  
MEMORY IS VAGUE AS TO WHEN RAISING ANIMALS ENDED AND THE "BARN"
CONVERTED TO A GARAGE TO HOLD OUR FIRST AUTOMOBILE, A 1928 ESSEX! IT
COST $50.00 --- THE DARN THING WOULDN'T STOP AT "POP'S" YELLING
"WOAH"  AND SMASHED THROUGH THE BACK OF THE "BARN" INTO THE CHICKEN
YARD, CAUSING THE
  "BAC KA HOUSE "TO CHANGE POSITION! -- IT REMAINED IN THE BARN A
FEW YEARS UNTIL MY BROTHER JIM TRADED IT FOR A 1933 TERRPLANE !!!!!
  SOMEHOW, MOST FAMILIES KNEW HOW TO MAKE WINE, BEER AND ROOT BEER
--- THESE WERE STORED IN THE GROUND FLOOR CELLAR AS WAS THE COAL THAT
THE OLDER BROTHERS WOULD COLLECT ALONG THE RAILROAD TRACKS.
    THE COUNTRY WAS IN THE FOURTH YEAR OF THE DEPRESSION WHEN I
STARTED TAKING NOTICE OF THE FORGOING. I RECOGNIZED THE STRUGGLES OF MY
PARENTS AND OLDER SIBLINGS. I OBSERVED HOW TWO OF MY BROTHERS WOULD GO
TO SCHOOL, WORK SOMEWHERE AFTER SCHOOL, EARN ALMOST NOTHING AND BRING
HOME SOME COINS TO GIVE TO MY MOTHER .
  MY OLDEST BROTHER, HOWEVER, WAS QUITE TALENTED ARTISTICALLY. HE
CONVERTED A PART OF THE "BARN" INTO A "STUDIO". BY THE AGE OF FIFTEEN HE
WOULD DRAW PICTURES AND PAINT SIGNS FOR WHICH HE WAS PAID IN DOLLARS,
NOT COINS, AND THIS WENT TOWARDS THE FAMILY'S SURVIVAL. THEN TRAGEDIES
STRUCK.
THE DEPRESSION YEARS <<
   
   I HAD STARTED FIRST GRADE IN THE FALL OF 1933. HOW PROUD I WAS
TO WALK DOWN THE MIDDLE OF QUEEN STREET WITH MY COUSIN , EVELYN, WHO 
WAS
ALSO STARTING FIRST GRADE (and felt safer walking together) OUR TEACHER
WAS THE WELL KNOWN MRS. WALTERS AND I GOT TO ENJOY SCHOOL FOR TWO 
MONTHS WHEN I WAS STRUCK WITH PNEUMONIA.
    WITH THE HELP OF ONE OF THE KRAEMER GIRLS, WHO WAS A NURSE
AT THE GOOD SAMARITAN HOSPITAL, I WAS ADMITTED THERE. ~~   IT WASN'T
UNTIL THE EARLY '40's THAT PENICILLIN WAS DISCOVERED, SO THERE WERE NO
ANTIBIOTICS FOR PNEUMONIA ~~~ MY "DOUBLE PNEUMONIA" NEEDED SURGERY TO
DRAIN THE FLUIDS AROUND MY LUNGS. A RIB WAS REMOVED AND A RUBBER TUBE
INSERTED -- IT TOOK FOUR MONTHS TO CURE ME AND I WAS SENT HOME AROUND
MARCH OF 1934. I RETURNED TO MRS. WALTERS WHO SET ME APART FROM THE 
REST OF THE CLASS AND I HAD TO RE-ENTER THE FIRST GRADE IN THE FALL WITH A
YOUNG BEAUTIFUL TEACHER, MISS EVANS.
      AGAIN PNEUMONIA STRUCK OUR FAMILY. THIS TIME IT WAS MY
YOUNGER SISTER, ELSA MARIE, MERELY FOUR YEARS OLD. THIS TIME THERE WAS
NO ONE TO HELP GET HER INTO THE HOSPITAL AND SHE DIED IN NOVEMBER OF
THAT YEAR,1934 . THE KRAEMER'S AGAIN CAME TO OUR AID AND TOOK CARE OF
THE BURIAL.
    THE COUNTRY WAS NOW IN THE DEPTH OF DEPRESSION. IT WASN'T
UNTIL 1936 THAT PRESIDENT ROOSEVELT GOT THE "WORKS PROJECT
ADMINISTRATION "(WPA), STARTED. SO MY FATHER HAD TO WORK WHERE AND IF HE
COULD FIND IT. THE FARMER TO WHOM HE GAVE THE NANNY GOAT GAVE HIM A JOB
AT A DOLLAR A DAY AND ALL THE MILK HE NEEDED TO FEED HIS FAMILY. THIS
AND SOME WEEKEND EMPLOYMENT WITH THE GAS COMPANY BROUGHT IN A LITTLE
MONEY. --- BUT ! --- AGAIN, DEATH IS WAITING!   THE MILK WE WERE
DRINKING FOR ABOUT A YEAR WAS "RAW MILK" NOT PASTEURIZED AND WAS
TUBERCULAR! TUBERCULOSIS IS A KILLER DISEASE AFFECTING THE LUNGS AND IS
HIGHLY COMMUNICABLE! THREE OF OUR FIVE REMAINING CHILDREN GOT "TB", THE
ELDEST, JOE, GOT IT. HE SUFFERED GREATLY AT HOME AND DIED IN 1936. THE
SECOND BROTHER, FRANK, SHOWED SIGNS OF "TB" A FEW MONTHS LATER AND WAS
SENT TO A MOUNTAIN SANATORIUM BREATHING CLEAN AIR YET DIED TWO YEARS
LATER . AND FINALLY, MY SISTER, LIBBY WAS AFFECTED AND HAD TO QUIT
SCHOOL SO THAT THE SANATORIUM COULD "COLLAPSE" OR TEMPORARILY SUSPEND
ONE LUNG WHILE THE OTHER KEPT HER BREATHING ---- SHE SURVIVED USING 
ONLY ONE LUNG FOR ABOUT EIGHT YEARS AND IS ALIVE TODAY (2006). HOWEVER,
ALZHEIMERS DISEASE HAS HER IN ANOTHER WORLD.
              ------   ψψψψψψ ------
    WAR CLOUDS BEGIN TO GATHER
  ALTHOUGH IT'S NOT YET 1940, ENGLAND'S ATTEMPT TO APPEASE HITLER
ISN'T WORKING AND WORLD WAR TWO COMES TO OUR ALLIES OF 1918!   OUR
ECONOMY PICKS UP AS A RESULT AND MANY JOBS BECOME AVAILABLE. AS
MENTIONED EARLIER, WE MOVED FROM QUEEN STREET TO CHURCH STREET NEAR
OTHER ITALIANS, THE ANGELO'S AND THE FELIGS. THE ONLY ADVANTAGE HERE 
WAS THAT THIS HOUSE HAD A BATHROOM. BUT! HAVING TO LEAVE MY BELOVED QUEEN
STREET AND MY BUDDIES, EDDIE REGUINTO, CARL LUPINETTI, PAUL BALASTER,
ANGELO VITTI WAS A HEARTBREAK!  I RETURNED ALMOST DAILY.  WHILE LIVING 
MOST OF MY LIFE ON QUEEN STREET AT THIS POINT, I HAD TWO ANGELS WATCHING 
OVER ME, NELLIE BERNARDO, AND VIENNA CANDORI ALONG WITH HER DAUGHTER, MAGGIE. 
HOW VERY FORTUNATE THAT MY SPIRTUAL WELL BEING WAS IN SUCH GOOD HANDS. I KNOW 
TWO OF THEM NOW HAVE BUDDIES LIKE SISTER THERESA AS NEIGHBORS.
          .>>>>>> ******** <<<<<<<<     
GETTING BACK TO THE ECONOMY
    THE ASTOR MOVIE THEATRE HAD GIVEN EMPLOYMENT TO ALBERT
BERNARDO (who in turn hired me and a few other 10 to 12 year olds to
carry circulars to homes in Annvile, Cleona and Palmyra ---- our pay was
free admission to the theatre ANYTIME !). WITH THE IMPROVED ECONOMY,
ALBY GOT A BETTER JOB AND GAVE THIS ONE TO MY BROTHER JIM WHO KEPT IT
FOR A VERY SHORT TIME WHEN HE TOO GOT A FORTY-FOUR HOUR A WEEK JOB IN 
THE NEW CARLISLE SHOE FACTORY ON SOUTH LANCASTER STREET.  PLEASE NOTE
THAT AT THAT TIME, THE NORMAL WORK WEEK WAS 44 HOURS NOT FORTY AS IT IS
TODAY.
    OUR TOWN STARTED TO PROSPER. THE GRIMM'S 5 & 10’
STORE ADDED A RESTAURANT ON THE WEST SIDE OF THE BUILDING AND MANY OF
THE SHOE FACTORY WORKERS ATE LUNCH THERE. MY BROTHER WOULD TREAT ME TO
LUNCH ON FRIDAY'S --AND-- EACH TIME I WAS THERE, I'D HAVE F R E N C H -
F R I E S --- THE NEW WAY TO FRY POTATOES!!     THIS ERA PASSED
TOO OUICKLY WHEN ON DECEMBER 7, 1941, WAR CAME TO AMERICA ---- I HAD
RETURNED FROM CHURCH AND GOT ON MY BICYCLE TO VISIT QUEEN STREET. I HAD
JUST WON THIS BIKE IN A DRAWING OF NAMES AT THE DAVIS'S DRUG STORE ON
THE CORNER OF MAIN & LANCASTER STREETS AND WANTED TO SHOW IT OFF. I 
RODE TO CANDORI'S STORE WHERE ANOTHER THING WAS BEING ADMIRED AT THE CURB.
DOMINIC CANDORI HAD JUST BOUGHT A BEAUTIFUL 1941 ROBIN EGG BLUE PONTIAC
--- AND --- IT NOT ONLY WAS VERY BEAUTIFUL, BUT IT HAD A
      R A D I O !   AND HE WAS DEMONSTRATING IT TO THE MEN
AROUND IT ±±±± THE PROGRAM IT WAS PLAYING WAS INTERRUPTED WITH
THE NEWS THAT PEARL HARBOR WAS BOMBED BY THE JAPANESE! JUST ABOUT
EVERYONE THERE BECAME SILENT AND TEARS WERE APPARENT AS WERE THE LUMPS
IN OUR THROATS.     THE DRAFT HAD STARTED A YEAR BEFORE AND MANY
YOUNG MEN DEPARTED ANNVILLE TO SERVE IN THE MILITARY. SOME OF THOSE
LEAVING FOR THE MILITARY EARLY ON WERE DOMINIC QUINTILLI, TONY
DIENNO, GEORGE NICKLISS, FRANCIS RIEKER, CARL WITMEYER, GEORGE 
DeLONG, DICK SHIOES, AND ON AND ON THROUGHOUT THE WAR.
                                    «««<<<<<
    THE MENTION OF A RADIO IN DOMINIC'S CAR CAUSES ME TO RETURN
TO THE MIDDLE '30s. RADIOS WERE BIG PRICE ITEMS AND NOT TO MANY WERE TO
BE FOUND ON QUEEN STREET. HOWEVER, THE 5 & 10’ STORE SOLD A KIT TO
MAKE A "CRYSTAL SET" FOR LESS THAN A DOLLAR. MY BROTHER, JOE, BOUGHT ONE
AND AFTER PUTTING IT TOGETHER AND RUNNING THE AERIAL DOWN THE WASH LINE
WE COULD GET A LOT OF STATIC WHICH, TO US, WAS GREAT! ONCE IN THE WHILE 
WE COULD FAINTLY HEAR SOMEONE TALKING BUT THIS WASN'T RADIO! ROY QUAIROLI
HAD A LITTLE RADIO SHOP NEXT TO HOT DOG FRANKS . ONE DAY HE WAS
SOLICITING DOOR TO DOOR ON QUEEN STREET AND MY BROTHER JIM BOUGHT A
TABLE MODEL ZENETH FROM HIM. IT COST $16.00 AND HE HAD A YEAR TO PAY 
FOR IT! HOW PROUD MY BROTHER WAS TO GIVE THIS TO THE FAMILY. HE WENT OUT 
AND DUG DITCHES, GETTING QUITE DARK FROM THE SUN, AND PAID FOR IT IN ABOUT
SIX MONTHS!
    THE RADIO SHOP WAS ONE OF MANY SHOPS LOCATED ON THE MAIN
STREET OF ANNVILLE . I CAN REMEMBER THE AMERICAN STORE, THE A&P,
SPANGLER'S, KIMPORT'S, SEABOLTS, MILLER'S HARWARE STORE, HOT DOG 
FRANKS, 4 BARBER SHOPS, 3 RESTAURANTS, 2 GAS STATIONS, 3 DOCTOR OFFICES,
ONE BANK AFTER LOSING ONE IN 1932, A SADDLE SHOP, KRAEMER'S FURNITURE STORE, A
LITTLE CANDY STORE NEAR CHESTNUT STREET, THE WASHINGTON HOUSE, MILLERS
AND LOUIE'S SALOONS, LIGHT'S PAINT STORE, FINK'S & PENWAY BAKERIES, AND
PROBABLY SOME THAT I'VE FORGOTTEN.
     BEFORE LEAVING THIS TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE, I MUST RECALL
THE IMPRESSIVE WEDDINGS OF MY TIME ON QUEEN STREET. BONNIE BERNARDO
MARRIED FRANCIS RIEKER AND A HORSE AND CARRIAGE RIDE THROUGH OUT THE
NEIGHBORHOOD BROUGHT THE HAPPY COUPLE TO ALL OF US TO WISH THEM WELL
----- GLORIA TRENTA MARRIED WAYNE SNAVELY AND THE WELL WISHERS COVERED
THEIR HOUSE AND YARD . HERE'S ONE WEDDING THAT DIDN'T SAVE THE BEST 
WINE FOR LATER. EVEN THOSE OF US WHO DRANK A WATER GLASS OF RED WINE WITH 
OUR EVENING MEAL, GOT TO ENJOY ANOTHER FAMILY'S WINE MAKING TALENT.
    RETURNING TO THE DAYS OF GRADE SCHOOL, THE HALLOWEEN PARADES
COME TO MIND. I RECALL BEING IN THE FIFTH AND THEN THE SIXTH GRADE WHEN
OUR TEACHERS WOULD SUGGEST A THEME FOR US TO PREPARE FOR OUR
PARTICIPATION IN THE "GREAT HALLOWEEN PARADE DOWN MAIN STREET. I CAN
ONLY RECALL WHAT THAT THEME WAS FOR MISS SARAH MILLER'S SIXTH GRADE
CLASS IN WHICH I EAGERLY PARTICIPATED -- WE ALL DRESSED AS "CHARLIE
McCARTHY' AND SHE AS EDGAR BERGAN. WHY ONLY THAT ONE YEAR REMAINS IN MY
MEMORY IS A MYSTERY! BUT I DO REMEMBER ANOTHER TRADITION OF OUR SCHOOL
TO END EACH SCHOOL YEAR ---- A HIKE TO MT. GRETNA!!!
MINIATURE GOLF, BOATING AND SWIMMING ON THE LAKE, HOT DOGS, MAYBE SOME
COUNTRY MUSIC ON THE STAGE AND A BIG HOPE WE COULD BUM A RIDE HOME!
    SAINT PAUL THE APOSTLE CHURCH WAS (and remains to today) A
MAJOR PART OF OUR TOWN AND OUR LIVES. THE PRIESTS ASSIGNED THERE BY THE
BISHOP (who was guided by God), WERE MEN WHO UNDERSTOOD US. THEY DID
EVERYTHING EXPECTED OF THE CLERGY --- STARTING ORGANIZATIONS WITHIN THE
CHURCH, ENCOURAGING FELLOWSHIP AMONG THE MEMBERS, KEEPING GOD IN OUR
LIVES, --AND-- ROUTINELY VISITED OUR HOMES! THEY SAW WHERE THEY COULD
HELP CALM MEN WHO WERE FRUSTRATED IN NOT BEING ABLE TO PROVIDE FOR 
THEIR FAMILYS. THEY ENCOURAGED EVERYONE TO SHARE THEIR SPARE TIME WITH THOSE
WHO NEEDED HOPE. THEY ORGANIZED CHURCH PICNICS EACH SUMMER TO BRING US 
A DAY OF JOY. IN THIS ENDEAVOR, I REMEMBER RAYMOND CLODOVEO USING HIS
SCHOOL BUS TO RUN MANY TRIPS BETWEEN THE CHURCH AND THE PICNIC
GROUNDS. ALSO MIKE LUPPINETTI WITH HIS MODEL " A" FORD SAW TO IT THAT NO
ONE WAS LEFT BEHIND. THEY GAVE WORK TO THOSE WHO WERE DOWN TO ZERO IN
THEIR POCKETS.
THEY KEPT GOD IN ALL ENDEAVORS OF THE YOUNG AND THE OLD. -------
†††     AND   †††
THIS WAS OLD WEST ANNVILLE!
   
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Take a walk up Queen Street with Johnnie Bernardo:
Standing  in front of our huge old house at 539 West Queen Street, in old west Annville, I am going to take a walk from Brandt's mill along the Quittapahilla Creek, up the hill, and try to recall all the residents in the west end with whom i grew up.  There was a wonderful old limestone house much like ours, but smaller,, directly across the street from ours.. In there name of progress, there are now two giant silos there to store grain for the mill.  
 
While i don't recall the order in which they lived there,, i recall the families of Mr. and Mrs. Sterling Heisey,,, and Mildred, Marion, Edwin and Elsie, their children.   Edwin was in my class in high school, and I haven't seen him since 1950.  I think he's living in California.  Then there was the Lamp family,,, they came north from West Virginia... I remember Joanne, who was also in my class in school and Harold her older brother, and there was a younger sister named Nelda I have   no idea what happened to this family.   Then there was another family the name of whom i don't remember,,, they had a small child named Jimmy... who my sister Mary always had at our house,,, he always had a snotty nose,,,, and Mary would clean him up!!..  
 
The family i remember living in that house most vividly was the Brandt family,, Harold, Rances and their children Joanne, who was also in my class at AHS, and her brother Tommy..... Joanne and I used to play behind their house, next to the big barn... The Btrandt's had a rabbit pen,,a really large rabbit pen,, and Joanne had pet rabbits.... One day Joanne got into the rabbit pen,, and i closed the door,,,and locked her in... Why  do I remember this so vividly,,,, probably because i really got a whoopin' from  my mom when she found out what i did!!..   so much for the limestone house across the street...
 
Next to our house on the east side was the Witmer house...... I remember Mrs. Witmer, but dont recall lmuch of Mr. Witmer.  They had a large family also,, there were Victor,  Warren,  Harold, Marguerite, Paul and Betty, who was a year ahead of me in school... They were wonderful neighbors.  Paul still lives in the old limestone house,,, I think it was a big as ours!!!    Their house had a wnderful attic like ours. with the same musty smell  that ours had.  
 
Their lawn ran right down to our driveway beside our house... No one bothered putting up fences or hedges to "stake out their properties."  We all respected each other's  "turf".   I recall they had a wonderful outhouse, with a Gooseberry bush near it,, which produced wonderful plump gooseberries....What ever happened to gooseberries??   And they had lots of  hollyhock flowers that grew really tall, in varous colors.  Marguerite's bedroom wall paper was covered with movie star's pictures, such as Cary Grant, Tyrone Power, Betty Grable, Robert Mitchum, Clark Gable,  and all the wonderful  REAL movie stars of the 30s and 40s.
 
Walking up the hill further, on the south side,, there was an empty field. and still is....... and then the Howard Stober house.   Howard and Mildred lived there, with their daughter Doris... We called her "chubby"  although when she grew up  she really wasn't chubby at all,, but that name stuck!  Howard and Mildred lived next door to Howard's parents,,Joe and  __________                 Stober   Their children were Lucille, Joe Jr. Arlene, Betty and Mildred who married August Perrotti. .  Betty later married Bill Viozzi and they had a wonderful daughter named Kathy whom i see at Mass every Sunday with her husband and little girl.
 
Arlene and Betty Stober were best friends of my sisters, Mary and Stella.  They were always clowining  around together. laughing a lot,, and took lots of pictures on the old bridge crossing the "Quittie" by Brandt's mill.
 
Next to the Stobers,, were Emedio and Orsalina Vannicola.. (Battaia),,, I don't know where he ever got that name!  Orsalina was Tyrolean,, and a little perky woman who was always laughing.  They had a daughter Mary.  Battaia frequently sat on the front porch in cold weather with just trousers and his bvd tops... They later moved to a house next to the house my father built in 1951 on Mill Street.  That house was formerly ownd  by the Donmoyer family..  I remember picking cherries off Mr. Donmoyer's tree in the yard , which later became our back yard.. I broke off a branch accidentally, and he called the police,,,,, my SECOND whooping..!!   He was a grouch!!
 
Getting back to Queen Street, on the corner of Queen and Mill streets on the corner was the Capretti family.... He was called "Dutch"   God only knows why.. They had three daughters as i recall,, Minnie,, Eva and Lavira.  Eva was ahairdresser, Minnie married Harry Greenawalt and Lavira married George Drum...As i recall these girls had bright RED hair...as is frequently seen in the northern parts of Italy. 
 
Harold and Frances (Henning) Witmer later lived in this house, as did the Reese family,,,,I remember Clara and Timmy of the Reese family... I saw Timmy at an High School Alumni Banquet a few years ago and didn't know him.. As a kid , he was very tall and lean!
 
Across the alley (Mill Street) from The Witmer's,, was the old Moore house,,, a Huge wooden house,,which at one time, was owned by Florence Barnhart's grandfather.    This was occupied by the Thomas Moore family as I was growing up...We played Town Ball in the alley, wth a large rubber ball and a bat,,a nd when the ball would go into Tommy Moore's yard, he would get it  and CUT IT!!.. I recall Mary Moore, Frank (Fishy) and Tony Moore.. And i recall that Mrs. Moore was diabetic and had her legs amputated....  Tony went  off to the US Navy, and Frank later built a small house behind the big one, from mountain stone which he collected  himself in the mountains.!. Across the street from the Moore family were the Lupinetti's  Mike and Jennie (Trenta) Lupinetti.   They had two sons, Carl and Joe,, They were also wonderful neighbors and very  close to our family..   Mike and my dad always made wine at the same time each year and  would end up in each other's basements testing the wine.., checking the aroma, ,color,, etc.......................... to be continued... my eyes are closing...............  If anyone sees errors  or misspellings,, please let me  know....................

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I got an email from Arcadia Publishing last week. They saw the www.oldwestannville.com
web site and they are interested in partnering with us on a photographic history book of
Annville and west Annville.  There would be no cost to us but they would hope to sell us
some books I suppose.  John and Charlie, you have done a wonderful job in recreating those
old times in the neighborhood.  It brings it all back.   Thank you.

Dr. Pooge 



NAPA422@AOL.COM wrote:

WOWWWWWWWWWW Arcadia Publishing sounds GREAT... Where are they from? No charge to us sounds GREAT.. Perhaps Rachel can be our Editor.  I HOPE that some day,, the THEME for Old Annville Day will be "AN ITALIAN STREET FESTA"......to recognize the ethnic diversity of Annville, PA. in the thirties, forties, and fifties.
 
  Of course, in those  days , there was  not much "ethnic diversity"..... there  were no Hispanics,, no Asians,, no Africans,, no Muslims, no Jews in Annville  that  i was aware  of......., just the  German  Lutherans  who were here for many generations,  and the Italian Roman Catholics  and Hungarians who came here in the late 1800's and early 1900s  to work in the stone quarries , and in the building of such places as the Hershey Chocolate Plant, and laying the trolley  tracks in Annville.  i think the Hungarians lived in Lebanon or elsewhere.
 
 Some  of the Italians were shoemakers. some worked in factories,  and ,  all had the talent of making great wines, and growing great fruits (Iincluding FIGS) and vegetables in their gardens.and eating the now famous "Mediterranean" diet"!!  There were many jokes about garlic and spaghetti... but today, you can find an italian restaurant / pizzeria  practically in every block!!  WHO DOESN'T LIKE PASTA AND PIZZA???    WE HAVE ARRIVED!!
 

Ha, you get that right, John.  Everybody loves the Italians now days...
what's not to love eh?  Arcadia Publishing is from NH I think. I believe
they specialize in local history.

 

From:  Linnea Travis Miller
Annville  July 15,2006
travis21_98 <travis21_98@yahoo.com> wrote:

Hi,

I found out about your group and website through Rachel Noll who was told by John
Bernardo. You've done a *wonderful* job with getting old friends together to talk
about the old times and growing up in your "ethnic" neighborhood! I'm enjoying
reading all the reminiscing.

I'm not an Annville native having come to Lebanon Valley College as a freshman in
1969 and I've pretty well been here ever since. My interest lies in the town of Annville
- the families who originally settled here down to the present day. It's amazing how
many remnants of those original families are still in the Annville area. In my
husband's genealogy he has a connection with the Rotunda and Lupinetti families in
two different branches. I also note that "Jackie", who sent under the name of
Pagansgem, is also in a line of cousins. I'd love to get in touch with her if you might
be able to share her email with me.

My husband was Mike Miller, middle son of Rich and grandson of "Ussie" Miller. What
a memory he had of growing up in Annville! He would so enjoy reading what your
group has been sharing, and I know would be able to add to it. One thing I do recall is
him frequently speaking of Micozzi's Hobby Shop in the basement of a home on
Queen street. I must get into the old photos and see if there may be something you
might be able to use.

I, also, grew up in an ethnic neighborhood in Hartford Connecticut. I'm second
generation Swedish-American and hold our family traditions dear to my heart. No one
ever entered my grandparents home without being offered coffee and a bit to eat.
You made time for visitors, no matter how inconvenient. There was a definite
comraderie amongst these people, all of whom had left their homeland for a new life
in America. They did not speak English [and after 50+ years my grandparents still
sounded as if they were straight off the boat] and were not familiar with the customs.
They so much wanted their children to be part of the culture and not labeled as
"emigrants", but it wasn't easy as they were still looked upon with suspicion during
WW I and then again at WW II since their language was so similar to German. You can
only understand the emigrant experience if you've been a part of it. Growing up in
America as an American is a truly precious gift.

Thanks for your website and group.

Linnea Travis Miller
Annville

 

Hello Linnea,
 
It was so great to hear from you.  I'm sorry it took so long for my reply but I hadn't checked this email for some time since it usually forwards through from the OldWestAnnville group.
 
Linnea, thank you so much for your kind words about the OldWestAnnville website and the group that has come together because of it.  I started the site early this year after visiting Annville and my mother for Christmas.  My Mom is Anna Balaster.  She is 93 and still lives in the house on Cherry St. where I was born. 
 
I have been so delighted about what has evolved out of the web site.  It has brought so many people together...many people that I haven't seen or heard from since I was a little boy.  Even more important is that, had it not been for this web site,   most of us would never have gotten together again.  This has been an incredible experience.
 
Yes, I remember Rich Miller and the bar on Main street.  We used to collect beer bottles and bring them to the bar for the deposit.  Later, of course, I drank a few beers there too.  Dave Miller was about my age.  Mike, I think, is the younger brother.  I don't know if he remembers me. 
 
It was wonderful growing up there and it's absolutely incredible to rekindle friendships with so many of my childhood friends.  Thank you so much for writing, Linnea.  If it's okay with you, I would like to include your letter on the web site at www.oldwestannville.com and on the yahoo group site.  Please let me know if that's okay with you.  Your letter expresses the sentiments of the American emigrants at that time very well.
 
Ammon, "Dr. Pooge"
 

 

Dr. Pooge 

From April Snavely Rissinger
July 30, 2006

Dear Poogie:

This is great. A wonderful tribute to the Italians who predominately lived on
the West end of Annville. I was paging through Delores' pictures and got to
her 4th birthday party. The two children with question marks next to their
names are my cousins Paul and Jeanette Myers. Their mother was Della (Trenta)
Myers, my Aunt and their father was Ralph. Jeanette's married name is Screem.

I love looking a these and it brings back great memories of great times. I
thought all these people in the neighborhood were related to me when I was a
child. Anywhere you went you were loved and accepted and made part of the
festivities.

I hope to see more Trenta and Lupinetti shots. Bill and I were told that there
were a few of us as kids too, but I haven't come accross them. If I get a
chance I will look for some pictures to send you.


April (Snavely) Rissinger

From: Dr. Pooge
To: April Snavely
August 15, 2006

Hi April,
 
It's so good to hear from you.  This website thing has been amazing at getting us all together after so many years.  I never thought it would turn into such a great result. 
 
I received an email from Bill too and he said he has some pictures he will send.  I also got a bunch of new pictures of the Lupinetti's but I am way behind in getting them all scanned and uploaded to the site. 
 
April, it really struck me when you said that when you wer a little girl, you thought everybody in the neighborhood was related to you. That is so true.  Everyone was so close then.  We were all treated like family everywhere you went.
 
Thanks for writing to me, April.  I remember you vividly as one of the prettiest girls I ever saw.
 
Pooge
 
From: Bill Snavely
To: Ammon Balaster "Dr. Pooge"
July 30, 206
 
HI POOGE
  BILL SNAVELY HERE .IT MUST BE WHAT SEEM LIKE A LIFETIME SINCE I SEEN YOU .I HAVE SOME PHOTOS I WILL TRY TO DOWN LOAD IF I CANT GET THEN TO WORK I WILL SEND THEN TO YOU K. ITS ALMOST 3:30 AM SUNDAY MORNING I HAVE A HARD TIME SLEEPING BEING A NIGHT WORKER MOST OF MY WORKING YEARS .HUNG UP THE STEEL TIP SHOES ON FEB 1 THIS YEAR AN LOVEING IT.WILL ITS OFF TO TURKEY HILL TO GET MORNING PAPER AN COFFEE. SPEAKING OF COFFEE I DO SEEM TO REMMEBER YOU PUTTING COFFEE IN YOUR CERAL AM I RIGHT ON THAT?
                      BILL
EMAIL FSNAVELYL@VERIZON.NET

To Bill Snavely
From:  Ammon Balaster "Dr. Pooge"
August 15, 2006

Hey Bill,
  
  Wow, it is great to hear from you.   This website thing has been
incredible at getting old, old friends together after half a century or
more.  It is really great to hear from you.  We probabley haven't seen
each other since we were about 15 or so.  I saw your dad at my Uncle Dicks funeral a few years ago.  It was wonderful to talk with him. 
   
Glad to hear you are enjoying your retirement.  I'm still trying to earn a real retirement.  I'll look for those old pictures, Bill.  Thanks for making contact and keep me posted on your retirement adventures.
  
  Pooge

 
A little humor 
From Charlie Mariani
The Italian Golfer 
   ``````````````````` 
An 80-year old Italian man goes to the doctor for a check-up. The doctor 
is amazed at what good shape the guy is in and asks, "How do you stay in
such great physical condition?" 
    I'm Italian and I am a golfer," says the old guy,"and that's
why I'm in such good shape." I'm up well before daylight and out golfing
up and down the fairways." "Have a glass of vino, and all is well." 
      "Well," says the doctor, "I'm sure that helps, but
there's got to be more 
  to it. How old was your Dad when he died?" 
  "Who said my Dad's dead?" 
    The doctor is amazed. "You mean you're 80 years old and your
Dad's still alive. How old is he?" 
    "He's 100 years old," says the old Italian golfer. "In fact
he golfed with me this morning, and then we went to the topless beach
for a walk, that's why he's still alive ... he's Italian and he's a
golfer too." 
    "Well," the doctor says, "that's great, but I'm sure there's
more to it than that. How about your Dad's Dad? 
    How old was he when he died?" 
    "Who said my grandpa's dead?" "He's still akick'n." 
    Stunned, the doctor asks, "You mean you're 80 years old and
your grandfather's still living! Incredible, how old is he?" 
    "He's 118 years old," says the old Italian golfer. The
doctor is getting frustrated at this point, "So, I guess he went golfing
with you this morning too?" 
    "No. Grandpa couldn't go this morning because he's getting
married today." 
    At this point the doctor is close to losing it. "Getting

married!! Why would a 118 year-old guy want to get married?" 
  "Who said he wanted to?" 
 

August 22 2006
Dr. Pooge writes:

I was just reading over the great memories that Charlie and John wrote and I though it might be time for me to add some of my own.

I came along a little bit later near the end of the war as you said, Charlie.  But I remember  most of the people you guys mentioned.  They were older then and I didn't get to know them very well.  I remember Battaia sitting on his porch smoking one of those Italian cigars either Parodis or DiNobelis I believe.  I think it was the DiNobles that you bought loose from a box at Vienna's store (Candori's Grocery)...they weren't  wrapped or packaged, just a long dried up stick of a cigar that was tapered on both ends so you could cut it in half and have two cigars. Battaia had these cigars stashed all over his place, on the porch, in the barn.  Wherever he went around the place, he could find an old cigar,  light it up with those big wooden strike-anywhere matches (barn lighters or barn burners) take a few puffs and then set it back down. 

 Battaia would sit on his porch and see me a block or so away on my bicycle and he would yell out to me in his booming voice "Hey Armando, get the hell uppa here".  So I would ride up and we'd sit on his porch and talk.  Well....he didn't speak much English and I didn't speak much Italian but we had a good time and we had plenty of laughs.  He was quite a character. 

 My Dad said Battaia came to him in the quarry one day and wanted to sell him a pig.  My Dad asked him how much he wanted for the pig and Battaia told him.  Well, my Dad said it was way over priced.  So he told Battaia that it was too much and you could get a pig anywhere for much less per pound.  Battaia looked at my Dad very seriously and said "Eh but dis Italian pig!"

 Yeah I remember playing Caddy, and base ball in the Alley next to my house .  I think Mari hit the ball and broke a window in our house one time.  My Dad rented a garage bay across the alley there from old man Bowman before we had a garage of our own.  On the first of every month, my Dad would give me $2.00 to take to Mr. Bowman to pay the garage rent.  Mr. Bowman lived up on Main street there. His daughter Eva was married to Joe Smith and they lived next door on Main street.  Ken Smith was their son.  He was my age and he taught me to play qouits in their back yard.  Every summer I think it was Eva's sister Florence and her husband Harry Westenberger would come north from Florida.  They would live in a little trailer they parked in the alley just across from our house.  Harry was a very interesting man.  He had a fantastic collection of arrowheads and civil war stuff that he had found over the years.  He was a very smart, well traveled man and knew all about the indians and the civil war and more.  Florence and Harry became good friends with our family and one summer they took us on a trip to Gettysburg.  Harry was an outstanding tour guide because he took us places and showed us historical things that no one else even knew about.  On the way he stopped at an old stone bridge and showed us some dinosaur tracks in the stone.  Another summer we took a trip on the Skyline Drive in the Great Smokey Mountains.  These two trips were the only trips our family ever had and it was all because of Florence and Harry.  Harry also knew Morse code because he had been a code operator in the army or something.  Anyway he taught me Morse code and I got pretty good at it.  Later I became a licensed Ham operator. 

 Mari and I often got into some building projects.  We built a dynamite box derby car one time.  We didn't have any soap boxes to build a soap box derby car but we had a lot of dynamite boxes because my Dad was a blaster in Millard's Quarry.  Well, Mari and I built this really neat dynamite box car in that rented garage bay we had across the alley from our house.  We had some old wheels form my brother Paul's wagon and some axle rods but we had to drill holes in the steel axle rods for cotter pins (or nails) to hold the wheels on.  Dad had some drill bits in the shanty and a hand drill so we were drilling for days and I think we made one hole.  Finally Junior Dotter who had the garage (shop) just next to us in the alley saw us toiling for days and came over.  He was a quiet guy but he took his electric drill and drilled those holes for us and gave us some real cotter pins to put in for the wheels.  He was really nice and while we were there we saw a really neat motor thing in his scrap barrel.  Junior told us it was a fuel pump off a truck and he said we could have it.  So we took it and mounted it on the back of the dynamite box car as a rear engine design and if you pushed on the lever it would make a cool noise too.  We didn't have a steering wheel on the car just a rope.  I don't think we ever got enough courage to go down the mill hill in it.  Maybe we were smarter than we looked.

 Remember how we all hung out over "at the store" , Candori's Grocery or Vienna's.  Butch, Mari and I used to hang out over there all summer.  One time Vienna came out and fried an egg on the sidewalk just to show us how hot it was.  We were all amazed.  When it was cold or rainy we'd hang out inside sitting on the coke cooler in front of the window.  Sometimes Vienna would put us to work sorting soft drink bottles in the basement back by the CooCoo House.  When we had sorted all the bottles into their respective cases she would give us a Pepsi.  Pepsi was the thing then because it was Mari's favorite.  He'd get jonesing for a Pepsi on a hot day and he'd start to chant "seven cents, seven cents, seven cents".  That would get Butch and I thinking about going home and asking our Mom for 7 cents for a Pepsi.  CocaCola was only a nickel but Mari pointed out quite correctly that the coke was only an 8 oz bottle where the Pepsi was a 12 oz bottle for just 2 cents more. 

 Vienna and Palmy tended the store most of the time but Dominic was often there on weekends I guess.  Sometimes I'd order an ice cream cone and Dominic would go back in the "Coocoo house " where the ice cream cooler was and he'd look to see what kind of ice cream he had...."I gotta chocolata, Manulla, en strumberry" he'd say.  I always got the chocolata.

 Duper Livering used to come down the street once in awhile rolling an old tire from Smitty;s junk yard which was next to his house.  Duper was all black and dirty from rolling this tire around but he was a big kid and I thought he must be really cool to just roll a tire around wherever he went. Some of the other big kids would toss coins on Vienna's porch.  I don't remember the game but something about whoever got the closest (or not) to the lines of the porch floor boards  would win all the coins. 

 Sparky used to come around on his motorcycle once in awhile too.  That was a special treat for us kids.  At first he just had a Whizzer Motorbike but then he got a brand new Indian motorcycle.  It was green and he kept it spotless.  He would park across the street from the store and we would go over and look at that fine machine.  Sparky never had a driver's license he just rode the motorcycle on a learners permit all those years.  When he died my Uncle Dick got me his leather jacket.  I still have it but I wonder what happened to that Indian motorcycle. 

 The rag man and the junk man came down the street every now and again on a horse and buggy. I think they were Amish or Mennonites.  they wore all black and had the black hats and they didn't say much but if they did you could hardly understand them.  The Rag Man in particular had a sing song chant as his horse clip clopped down the street,  " Raggs Rine, Rags, Rine" or something like that.  If you gave him some rags they would make it into a rug for you and bring it back to you the next time he came.  The junk man would actually pay you to take your junk away....  the better your junk the more he would pay you.  I gave him a bunch of lead tubing from our old player piano one time and he paid me for it.  Mom said I could keep the money when I gave the junk to him so I was rich.

I remember the thriving downtown area that you painted so well, Charlie.  We used to go to the Astor Theater.  I think it was Monday nights they had "The Chapter".  This was a continuing adventure and, as I recall it was pretty scary, complete with monsters and the like.  The cost was maybe $0.30 or so.  Butch and I would walk down to the theater and one time Mom gave me an extra $0.50 and told me to go to the CoEd Luncheonette after the movie and order a chocolate ice cream soda.  One for me and one for Butch.  Well, I had never heard of an ice cream soda and neither had Butch but that's what Mom said so after the movie we went into the CoEd where the college kids hung out.  My Aunt Della Mariani and Uncle Frank Marino owned the CoEd but Della was always always serving and sometimes my Unce Dick Mariani would help out.

Anyway after the movie, Butch and I went to the CoEd and ordered a chocolate ice cream soda...WOW, this was the best thing we had ever tasted and we were hooked.  After that we always had to have a chocolate ice cream soda after the movie and pretty soon we felt pretty comfortable there even though it was really a college hang out at that time with a great juke box and pin ball machines and all. 

Okay, it's getting late so that's all the memories for now.  Remind me to tell you about the boat Mari and I had, Butch's and my hut at Franky Moore's, Mari's pony "Pinto", and my Whizzer motorbike. 

 Ciao for now.

 Dr. Pooge

 

August 23,2006
Charlie and Jeanne <marianicj@webtv.net>
wrote:

Dear Ammon,
In a one word summary:
S E N S A T I O N A L
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I spot the name: DR. POOGE ~~ that alone gets the attention of anyone
searching for something to read --- something interesting -- not text
or instruction reading, but good, exciting, picturesque,down to earth
reading --- Add to that the name ARMANDO --- that to me denotes strength
--- perhaps another Mark Twain --- I'm anxious to read on --AND I DID.
~~~ ~~~~ ~~~~
When a writer can pull you into the story, when you are standing along
side those boys building that soap box racer, when you can almost taste
that chocolate ice cream soda, when you remember that you too got rich
from the rag man for your own scrap years before on these very same
streets, when you hear Mother say here's little something extra so as
to have a good time, etc. etc. WOW ! Thank You for making me a part of
this wonderful project.
I can help resolve the mystery of "Sparky's" Indian Motorcycle. He was
coming into West Lebanon on RT. 422 and was clocked at doing 72 miles an
hour. This not only caused him to loose driving privileges , it made Jim
& I realize that his inability to read was dangerous and we wouldn't
allow another "permit" ever. We helped him sell the motorcycle and
replaced it with a top-of-the-line bicycle which he kept highly polished
and decorated, until his death when we gave it to his grandson "JO JO"
who, after the funeral, took it home to "Bell Flower", CA. --- He put it
on the back porch and the next morning it was GONE!
AND,so it goes --- thank you for the leadership roll in keeping "Old
West Annville" in the hearts of all who enter our web site.
 

August 24, 2006
Dr. Pooge writes:

Charlie,

Thank you so much for your inspiring words.  You made my day today.  Remember it is your fine memories that inspired mine.  I'm so glad we have all gotten together again.  What a wonderful blessing.

Thank you

 Dr. Pooge

P.S.  

Charlie, thanks for the information on your Dad, "Sparky".  I often think about him and how perfectly he kept that motorcycle.  You know I never knew him well but he was always very nice to us little boys at the store and he would tell us all about his fine motorcycle. I can still  hear his distinctive voice.  He was our idol. 

I'm sorry to hear that about the bicycle.  I bet JoJo was crushed.

Dr. Pooge

 

August 23, 2006
April Writes:

Dear Dr. Pooge:

After reading your e-mail, I start remebering things. I do remember Battaia. I
also remember Vienna's store.

I was younger than you and Bill and the rest of the gang, but I remember Battaia
sitting on his porch. I was afraid of him! He was always swearing. When I
think of it now I guess I was afraid of him cause he was an older man and he
was rough spoken.

I loved Vienna's store it was neat to go down the street to buy penny candy.
Sneaking by the Shuey's house with all those screaming kids was tricky. I
remember Vicki and Mike Baldori living next to the store at one point and I
think Chip Levine lived next to that store too sometime along the way.

You mentioned the Old Mill Hill too. That was the place to sled. My brother,
Bill, used to take me there and tell me not to go too fast or I would end up
in the creek.

I also remember the rag man. He would yell raggs......raggs.....My best friend
Kathy Rieker Minnich would love the horse, but I think her Nonna Nellie and my
Aunt Jennie told us they would give us to the rag man if we were naughty. They
spoke Italian all the time to each other when they would visit. Even though
Kathy and I did not speak Italian we would get the jist of it. What fun those
days were. I think everyone in the neigborhood had chicken coops too. I know
my Aunt Jennie and Uncle Mike Lupinetti did and the Grimes did too. I think Art
Fratteroli's had chickens too. I remember collecting the eggs for my Aunt.
Yup that is where my Easter peeps went into Aunt Jennie and Uncle Mikes chicken
coop.

Great times. Keep them coming!

April
 

August 24, 2006
Dr. Pooge writes:

Hi April and John

Oh they were some fun times.  I remember the Bocce games and the More (Italian).  I remember waking up on a Saturday morning to the men yelling numbers in Italian two blocks away.  I would get really excited and quickly get up to go out and follow them play Bocce all around the alleys.  They would throw play More as part of the Bocce game it seemed perhaps to settle a close tie or something.  I thought maybe the game was who could yell the loudest.  Years later, I taught my kids to play More.

April, I can see how you would be afraid of Battaia.  He was rough and very loud but I was afraid of the Rag Man.  He just looked really scary to me.  Tina also said that her Mom (Levia) used to tell her she would give her to the Rag Man if she didn't behave.

Cardboard boxes from Kraemer's were great fun.  We used to get really neat bamboo poles there too and we used to roller skate on their big cement loading dock.  that dock was pretty high.  I was always amazed that no one ever flew off the dock and got hurt.  We had those skates with steel wheels that you clamped onto your shoes, remember.  You needed a skate key to tighten the clamp.

April, originally the Candori family lived right there next to the store.  Then Dominic built that fancy house high above west Main street, up form the Main Street bridge and the Baldoris moved into the house next to the store then later Maggie (Candori) and Poopy Levine lived there for a long time.  I don't know who lives there now.

Mari and I had a boat we kept don there just below the Main Street bridge.  We named it "The Lark".  It was blue and white and we had the name "Lark" right on it.  We first bought this flat bottom boat from Butch Beck who had it up there near the tannery gutter.  Butch Alonzo and I used to play there after school and we used to admire that boat all the time.  Finally the boat was sort of abandon (probably because Butch Beck got his driver's license) so Mari and I bought it for $15. We fixed it and made a nice slip for it there below the main street bridge.  Well by the next year the plywood bottom of the boat rotted out so we took it up to Saylors lumber yard to the woodworker guy up there.  I can't remember his name but I can picture him perfectly.  Well he said he could put a new ash bottom on the boat and it wouldn't leak because the ask would swell up when it got wet and it would last a long time.  Riley I think his name was.  Well, Riley said it would cost $25 to put a new bottom on our boat.  Mari always had money or he could get it from his Dad but I didn't have my half of the $25.  Mari's Dad, Dominic, said he would loan me the money and we could get the boat fixed which we did.  I though that was really something that Dominic would lend me that money so I made sure I paid him every week until it was all paid back.  That was my first loan. 

So the Boat was back in business and we would row way down past the island (near where the carnivals used to be held) past the dynamite house almost to the "Cement Creek" where Millards had channeled the whole creek for several miles where it went through the quarry area.  If you got too close to the Cement Creek it would suck you in and there was no way you could row out of there. You would just have to ride it through the swift current until you came out way down by Clear Spring.

 A really neat secluded place of the creek was called Sleepy Hollow.  Mari named it that because it was a little hidden inlet of water which flowed from the spring that was back there (who remembers that cool spring with water cress and all?).  Anyway, we could row through the reeds into this secluded little pond in there next to where an abandon railroad grade was and the remains of a bridge abutment across the Quittie.  When I discovered girls, Sleepy Hollow was a really neat place to go in the boat.  I took Tina there one time but I was too shy to kiss her.

 I think I told this story before but one time we had the boat above the falls and I took Tina for a ride.  Well the falls were pretty scary because it roared and all.  Well I knew that with too people in  the boat, it wouldn't go over the falls but rather it would just hit against the dam and I was strong enough by then that I could row away upstream.  Well, I had Tina in the boat and I thought I would really scare her by getting close to the falls.  So we got real close and the water was roaring and I knew that we would just hit against the dam and then I would row us away and Tina would be impressed.  Well, we got right up to the dam and Tina jumped out onto the gates.  The boat was instantly lighter and I flew over the dam in the boat.  This smashed out the whole front of the boat and I was okay except for my bruised ego.

Dr. Pooge 
 

August 23.2006
John Bernardo writes:

KUDOS  TO APRIL SNAVELY AND DR POOGE.!!!. WHAT GREAT MEMORIES YOU HAVE,, AND WONDERFUL STORIES FROM YESTERYEAR.  DID WE HAVE FUN OR WHAT???  I HAVEN'T HEARD ANYONE MENTION GETTING INSIDE AN OLD RUBBER CAR TIRE, AND HAVING SOMEONE ROLL US AROUND,, AND DOWN THE MILL HILL,, AND ENDING UP, GOD KNOW'S WHERE,  WHEN THE TIRE STOPPED!!!    CADDY, KICK THE CAN,, TOWN BALL WERE THE GAMES EVERYONE PLAYED IN ANNVILLE,, IN FACT,, THE THEME OF THE OLD ANNVILLE DAY CELEBRATION NEXT YEAR WILL DWELL ON THE FUN AND GAMES OF OLD ANNVILLE...AND YES,, DR. POOGE,, THE PENNY PITCH GAMES WAS EXACTLY AS YOU DESCRIBED,,,, THE SAME PRINCIPLE AS BOCCE,, THE ONE WHO GOT CLOSEST TO THE LINE, COLLECTED ALL THE OTHER PENNIES!!.. BOCCE WAS PLAYED PRIMARILY ON THE WEST END OF TOWN,, AND MY DAD HAD A BEAUTIFUL SET OF HAND MADE WOODEN BOCCE BALLS IMPORTED FROM ITALY!!!  I WONDER WHAT HAPPENED TO THEM? MORE (SP?) WAS ANOTHER GAME PLAYED IN THE WEST END ,, WITH THE HANDS,,, WITH TWO PEOPLE,, ONE WOULD YELL OUT A NUMBER IN ITALIAN AND THROW OUT FINGERS TO MATCH THAT NUMBER (COMBINED WITH THE OTHER PERSON'S NUMBER..AND IF HE YELLED THE CORRECT NUMBMER (COMBINATION OF BOTH PEOPLE'S FINGERS... HE WON.......  anyway,,  THE LOSER HAD TO BUY THE BEER!

 
WE NEVER HEARD THE EXPRESSION "IM BORED".......WHEN WE WERE GROWING UP.... WE MADE OUR OWN FUN,, AND REALLY DIDN'T HAVE TIME TO BE "BORED"
 
MY MOM WOULD HAVE SAID  "I'LL GIVE YOU BORED"... PULL THE WEEDS IN THE GARDEN"!!!  CIAO  JOHN

 

From Rosemary (Drum) Portas
Sat, 16 Sep 2006 15:19:59 -0000
lrportas <lrportas@yahoo.com> wrote:

Hi Dr. Pooge and the old Annville gang,
I have enjoyed reading everyone's memories. I have not heard
anything about April Snavely for years. She was one of my friends on
Queen Street. We lived at 502 W. Queen St. I am Rosemary (Drum)
Portas. When I first read the article in the Patriot News I spent
about two hours reading all the email sent to Dr. Pooge and all the
shared memories. I do remember a lot of them, like the rag man and
Battia. One thing that I remember is Pooge, Mari and Butch Alonzo
always being outside Vieanna's store because I was afraid of them. I
always wanted to go for penny candy and they were always there. If I
wanted to get the candy I had to get past them first. April talked
about getting past the Shuey's house and for me it was the three of
them. I think I was afraid of them because they were so much older
than I, and I was shy.
I loved living on Queen Street and I often tell my kids how it was
in the "good old days". Thank you for all the memories.
Rose

 

Hi Rose,
 
Thanks for your note.  It's true that Mari , Butch and I were hanging around the store all summer.  We really weren't much to be affraid of but I guess we were the older boys by then.  I remember the same feelings when I was really little and the "older Boys" were hanging out there.  They would make fun of me and I'd run home to my Mom.
 
Thanks for the memories, Rose.
 
Dr. Pooge

 

cmralr3@usadatanet.net wrote:
Rosemary:

April here wonderful to hear from you. Welcome to the group. I remember
playing with you and your parents. They were great! Remember Linda
Fraterolli. We used to play with her too!

Pooge, Mari and Butchie were my brother's age and I remember them hanging at the
store. I loved that store. I can almost taste a cocoa cola in a bottle out of
that cooler.

April

Quoting lrportas <lrportas@yahoo. com>:

> April, good to hear from you too. I was so excited when I saw the
> article in the Patriot News. I immediately went to the site and
> started to read all the messages. It brought back so many
> memories. Yes I do remember Linda, and your Aunt Jenny and Uncle
> Mike, such wonderful people. Uncle Mike always gave me wine after
> we moved and I got older, he knew I really liked it.
>
> Well now we can keep in touch
> Rose
 

 

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Rosemary, we sure can keep in touch! Queen Street back in the Fifties and
Sixties when we were kids was the greatest, warmest place to live. It was the
Italian families that made it that way.

April
 

 

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Date: Sun, 17 Sep 2006 19:13:45 -0000
Subject: [OldWestAnnville] Re: memories
April, good to hear from you too. I was so excited when I saw the
article in the Patriot News. I immediately went to the site and
started to read all the messages. It brought back so many
memories. Yes I do remember Linda, and your Aunt Jenny and Uncle
Mike, such wonderful people. Uncle Mike always gave me wine after
we moved and I got older, he knew I really liked it.

Well now we can keep in touch
Rose

 
Mon, 18 Sep 2006 00:31:19 -0700 (PDT)
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To: OldWestAnnville@yahoogroups.com
Hi April and Rosemary,
 
It's great to see you two childhood friends get together after so many years.  Hey, if you have any old pictures to include on the site, please send them to me.  Scan them if you can, otherwise send me the photos or copies and I'll scan them and put them on the site when I get a chance to catch up.  I've got a bunch here that I still need to scan and upload so I've gotten behind this summer.  I'llk be sorking on more pictures soon.
 
Enjoy.
 
Dr. Pooge

 

From Alfred Capretti

alfredcapretti <alfredcapretti@yahoo.com> wrote:
I remember Ammon Balester from when i was a child.i recognize him from
one of the old pictures.
My grandfather lived at the s.w. corner of Queen & hill sts. The
Lupinettis lived on the n.e. corner.My uncle Silvio Deceserae lived a
half block up the street.
I recall when the whole street went together and got a boxcar full of
grapes from California to make wine..Al

 

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Winemaking wasn't that the greatest time! I remember the boxes of grapes on my
Uncle Mike and Aunt Jennie's yard and the big truck brining it. Uncle Mike
would give us little ones a sip of the juice before it turned to wine. It was
delicious. I also remembered the big barrels in their basement filled with the
wonderful stuff. That basement smelled like wine for years after he had passed
away.

April
Quoting lrportas <lrportas@yahoo. com>:

> Al, this is Rosemary, the address was 502 w. Queen st. That is the
> house I lived in. Uncle Mic's name was Silvio Antonelli, at least that
> was his legal name as far as I know.
> Rose

 

Hi Alfred,
 
Great to hear from you.  Welcome to the Old West Annville group.  I was trying to remember where you lived so thanks for that information.  You said you Remember Ammon Balaster.  You probably remember my Dad, since most everybody knew me as Poogie then. 
 
It's great to see so many old friends coming back to say hi.  Enjoy the web site and send me some pictures if you have any of the old neighborhood.
 
Ammon Balaster "Dr. Pooge"

 

HEY AL...... WAS YOUR BROTHER VINNIE...... ......... I REMEMBER ALLL THE CAPRETTIS ON QUEEN STREET, WHERE THE HECK DID YOU ALL GET TO.......... ..IT WILL BE GREAT TO SEE YOU ALL AGAIN AT THE THEREUNIONI AND POLENTA PARTY....... ......... ........! !!!!!JOHN BERNARDO  I CANT  


 

Hey I found that article from the Patriot News

GOOD MORNING LEBANON

Old Annville community lives on Web

Thursday, September 14, 2006
 
If you didn't know Annville had an "old west," you're missing out on a rich piece of the town's history.
 
Former resident Ammon Balaster has created a Web site that attempts to capture memories of the largely Italian neighborhood (with a few Pennsylvania Dutch mixed in) on West Queen Street, a neighborhood that flourished in the first half of the 20th century.
 
Balaster said he developed www.oldwestannville .com after his annual visit home last Christmas from Boulder, Colo, and he began to think of old times.  "I thought a lot of people probably have old pictures of people I remembered as a kid," he said. He started a Web site where they could be posted.
 
Pretty soon, he started getting e-mails and photos from people he hadn't spoken with since his childhood.
 
"It's just an incredible thing how it's brought everyone together after half a century," he said.
 
In addition to photos, he's posted e-mails from people talking about old times.
His 93-year-old mom lives in the same house in which he was born 63 years ago on South Cherry Street.
 
They're even thinking of trying to hold a reunion and serve polenta in the traditional manner -- literally right on the kitchen table -- as described by one contributor to the Web site.
 
Italian immigrants came to Annville to work in the stone quarries west of town. Many of the stories revolve around colorful characters in the neighborhood.
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Old Annville community lives on Web

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Almost everyone had a nickname, and his was Poogie, with friend John Bernardo now dubbing him Dr. Pooge since he has a doctorate in engineering.
 
In the old days, Queen Street was a tight neighborhood, Balaster said.
It was just as one e-mailer described, who grew up thinking she was related to everyone in the neighborhood.
 
"It was like one big extended family," he said. Adults treated the neighborhood kids as their own, and that included discipline.
 
Maybe a book with old photos and stories will even be in the works, Balaster said.
Without the Internet, a venture like this would have never happened, Balaster said. Even when he visits home, he rarely sees people other than his family, and many have moved away.
 
That's in stark contrast to the old days, when everyone hung out on their porches or outside the grocery store.
 
The old neighborhood also has much to proud of in Balaster.
He said he developed the first use of microprocessor technology in medical devices -- including ventilators.
 
When Christopher Reeve first appeared on TV after his accident, Balaster saw that he was using the ventilator that he had developed, Balaster said.
"My ventilator was keeping that man alive," he said, adding that was the first time the impact of his work hit him.
"It's still the workhorse of the industry today," Balaster said.
Since then, he has worked on the development of hundreds of medical devices and is doing consulting work in the medical patent field.

 

 

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 DR POOGE,,, IM IN ITALY HAVNIG A WONDERFUL VACATION IN THE ABRUZZO REGION WHERE MOSTOF THE IMMIGRANTS CAME FROM WHO SETTLED IN ANNVILLE... WHAT A WONDERFUL PLACE,,,,, AND IM ADJACENT TO THE MARCHE REGION WHERE YOUR GRANDPARENTS CAME FROM.... WONDERFUL WINE, FOOD AND PEOPLEXHERE. ... OUR ROOTS!!!  EVERYONE SHOULD COME TO ITALY BEFORE THEY DIE, TO EXPERIENCE THE WONDERFUL PEOPLE, CLIMATE AND FOOD AND WINE..THE HOSPITALITY IS UNPARALLED ANYWHERE IN THWORLD!!!.. ......... .....IΰLL HATE TO LEAVE ON SEPT 26,,,,, BUT HAVE NO CHOICE,,, SEE YOU ALL SOON........ ...JOHN

 

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Subject: Re: [OldWestAnnville] memories
 
Hi John,
 
Thanks for the note from "The Old Country".  I know I felt the same way when I visited there several years ago.  It's a wonderful experience.  I'd love to visit again soon.
 
Have a wonderful time, John.  Drink some wine for me.
 
Dr. Pooge
 

 

 

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HI APRIL AND ROSEMARY..JOHN BERNARDO HERE,, IM IN ITALY ON VACATION.... .....THIS WEBSITE IS BECOMING A BEST SELLER!!!!!! !!!!!!!!! !!    SO GREAT TO HEAR FROM SOME NEW PEOPLE WHO READ THEARTICLE IN THE PATRIOT NEWS.. I READ IT HERE IN ITALY!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!! !!!! KEE P IT GOING!!  I CANΰTWAIT TILL WE ALL GET TOGETHER FOR A WONDERFUL REUNION AND POLENTA PARTY!!!!!! CIAO,,,,,,, JOHN

 


From: snoopyfreak@ verizon.net
To: OldWestAnnville@ yahoogroups. com
Sent: Sun, 17 Sep 2006 5:54 AM
Subject: [OldWestAnnville] 327 W. Queen St.
 
We are trying to find out some history on the house that we live in.  My husband, Mark, and his family didn't move in until 1976, but he has great memories of the neighborhood too.  We know the house was lived in by a Peppino Buffalmano, Anthony & Josephine M. Raggiunto, Elmer & Clarissa Loy, Ellwood A. Loy (Marian G.?), and Querino & Luigia Mariani.  What I can't seem to find is when the house was added on to.  We think it was added onto twice...but have always been curious about the dates...any help?
 
Also, about 14 years ago, my husband was digging around our pond to put up a fence.  He came across an underground brick room that he could just barely stand in.  It had a tin roof to it.  No one seems to know what it was or is - any help in that area would be helpful too.
 
Thank you for this site - I think it is a WONDERFUL idea!
 
Deb & Mark Lerchen

 

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 HI DEB... JOHN  BERNARDO HERE..IM ON VACATION IN ITALY....I KNOW THE HOUSE YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT,, WHEN I GET BACK, AFTER SEPTEMBER 26 I MAY BE ABLE TO GET SOME HISTORY ON THE HOUSE FORYOU...... ..THANKS FOR VISITING OUR SITE,,WERE HAVING LOTS OF FUN WITH IT,, AND POSSIBLY WILL BECOME A BOOK.                              CIAO                  JOHN PS,, MY FMILY LIVED AT THE WEST END OF QUEEN STREET, BY THE BRANDTS MILL... ALONG THE QUITTIE,,,,UNTIL MY DAD BUILT THE BRICK HOUSE N QUEEN AND MILL,, WHICH IS NOW OWNED BY GARY ALONSO,,,,,, ,,,,,,,,, ,,, JOHN 

Tues Sept. 19 from Frank Viozzi

Was that the home on the northeast corner of Queen St. and the alley that went up to Kreamer's Furniture Store?  If so, Guerino Mariani was a dear family friend and his wife, whom we called "Zia Gigettta" was a cousin of my mom's.
If that's the house, my memory goes back to the early 1940's.  At that time, Ammom Mariani was doing carpentry, and I have a vague memory of interior work being done.  I don't recall additions, but my memory is not always the best.
Frank Viozzi


 

Count me in, and, again, I'll bring the sausage.
Frank

------------ -- Original message ------------ --
From: Ammon Balaster <ammonbalaster@ yahoo.com>
 

 
Hi Frank,
 
I just found the article myself last night (actually real early this morning).  Rosemary mentioned it in her email and so did Alfred so I did some searching and found it.  I plan to be back in PA for Christmas so we must certainly get together.  We should plan our polenta party over the holiday.  If will be fantastic.  John will be back in PA on the 27th. I'm sure he can work out the logistics for this auspicious occasion.
 
Pooge 
 

I'm looking forward to that sausage, Frank.
Pooge

From Susan Rotunda Brown

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[OldWestAnnville] My fondest members as a 1950 baby growing up in Annville
 

Being safe walking to school from 714 E Maple St to the old school
behind Viozzi's market. Being a Rotunda, all of the Viozzi's new
me, and I would go over and buy penny candy. I got my lips stuck to
the metal bars at the school in the winter. I could walk to my
grandma Marion Rotunda's house for lunch and then back again without
any adult supervision. Riding bike to the 5&10 to buy something for
exactly 5 or 10 cents. Sneaking behind the bar at my great grandpa
and granny's hotel on Main Street to get a BIG Hershey bar and a
kiss from grandpa Rotunda (Louis). Spaghetti sauce and rigotta
bread from Granny. Snow cones after school at Funck's, pastries
from Fink's bakery, Red Ball Jets from Batdorf's department store,
walking to church as a family in my new Easter bonnet, the acordian -
I wasn't allowed to touch it!, Mrs. Keller my second grade teacher,
the May Pole at LVC, Aunt Helen Clodoveo's cooking and getting new
cowboy boots from the factory she worked in, Christmas with a real
tree, the rag man, finding soda bottles at Kingsley and Brown and
getting money for them at Millie Cylone's store on E Maple St.,
getting a dollar from Grandpa Rotunda and thinking I was so rich!,
Miller's grocery store and Helen Lupinetti, my great uncle Raymond
Clodoveo and his vegetables and the buses he drove, my Mimi and Dada
( Marion and Joe Rotunda) who made every day special, the
playground, the little pool at the playground where my mom wouldn't
let me swim -"You'll get pinkeye", learning to knit and tat from my
Mimi, my girlfriends from elementary school, girlscouts that I could
walk to in the dark and no one ever hurt me, listening to my family
speak Italian and wondering what they were talking about - I knew it
wasn't for my ears, and that made it more interesting, the
photographer with the pony, playing hopscotch, getting stilts made
at the lumber yard, 4 square, riding my bike down the steps at LVC,
cherub choir, pies and cakes and pasta on Sundays with the whole
Rotunda family, my beautiful Aunt Carol who had a cool boyfriend
with a 57 Chevy, being in the Sr. class play with Claudette Hilton
and Gregory Colvin when I was only 6, being a crown bearer for the
snowball dance when I was only 6 with Gregory Colvin, being on stage
at AHS in a pseudo Art Linkletter show at age 6 with Gregory Colvin,
who professed his love to me right there - and saying, there's my
Aunt Carol - and she wanted to die of embarrassment, Ken Dorte,
Sammy Yeagley, Molly Starr- she wore crystal shoes to the Snowball
dance and looked like Cinderella - I named my first child after her,
not caring if I was rich or poor, "Eat, Eat! from all of my
relatives - I love to eat! Helen Heisey and Barbara Sheetz, my Aunt
Carol's friends. The laundry delivery, the bread man, the milk man,
gee no one had to leave home - and best of all, a stay at home mom.
All of the stories my dad would tell about his buddies - shooting
rats at the quarry, the trouble he got into!
How I miss those days growing up safe in Annville.
Susan Rotunda Brown
 

Great memories, Susan.  Thanks.
Dr. Pooge

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Re: [OldWestAnnville] My fondest members as a 1950 baby growing up in Annville
Susie:

I remember you. You were one of the prettiest girls. I remember you at
Annville Cleona for a while, but you moved away or went to another school.
Greg Colvin was in my class of '68. Wonder what he is up to. I went to St.
Mary's for 7 years from first grade to 7th grade then to Annvile-Cleona so
perhaps you don't remember me.

All those things you talk about in your e-mail I remember too what great times.

My grandfather, Paolo Trenta, used to play cards at your grandfather' s
establishment so they tell me. My grandfather passed away in the forties
before I was born.

Three Rotunda boys bought the Old Annville Inn as you probably already know and
they are doing a great job there. The food is wonderful.

So happy that you reminded me of some of those other good times that slipped my
memory.

April

 

What a sweet message, April.  What was your maiden name?  Yes, my dad had me so excited when I was in 8th grade telling me that we were moving to a new house on Cleona Blvd in Cleona.  What he failed to tell me was that I had to go to our arch rival school - CORNWALL - I cried for weeks.  I remember trying out for cheerleading at Cornwall - all the girls had blue gym suits, mine was bright red!  I consider myself to have grown up in Annville, and all of my childhood friends were there.  Yes, I wonder what happened to Greg Colvin.  His brother Jim had contacted me after I graduated from high school.  I am thinking that the little store we went to was another name before it was Viozzi's.  My daughter was reading the web page and called me all excited at work, "Mom, can you believe that people actually sewed their socks?  And put cardboard in their shoes because they had holes?  And what is this polenta?"  My how times have changed!  I am always interested in hearing about people's relatives who were friends of mine.  I know that Eva Jane Greenawalt Bering's mom was a friend of my grandparents/ great grandparents.  She was my nurse executive at the GSH.  Kathy Ragiuinto (that is probably spelled wrong) and Michele Capriotti are two girls that come to mind from West Annville. 
I know that my entire family will come to a party - and yes, I think it should have been part of Old Annville Days.  The Italian community of Annville played a big role in the town and still does. 
Susie Rotunda Brown
 

Sue:

My maiden name was Snavely. I was the little skinny kid that looked like a
fifth grader for most of my high school life. I was good friends with Michelle
Capriotti during school, Carmella Jones and Joan Hanlon. We hung out together
in school. They went to St Pauls Catholic Church too and so we sat together in
church and joined the choir together. Pooge's sister, Dolores, was our
organist. My best friend at the time and still is was Kathy Rieker she wasn't
from the West end but spent a lot of time there with her Grandmother, Nella
Bernardo, who lived accross the street from my Aunt and Uncle Mike and Jennie
Lupinetti. Jennie was one of my Mom's sisters.

I remember Eva Jane Greenawalt too. She lived up the street from me growint
up.

I don't remember the name of the store that used to be Viozzi's but I do
remember that the entrance was off King St. I didn't go to the Washington
School.

The immigrants had a tough time when they got here darning their socks and
putting cardboard in their shoes and we were the fortunate ones who were able
to reap the rewards of their labors. They sacrificed alot for their families
and were always happy. We had a lot of fun on that street. Bocce and big
dinners on Sunday and all my cousins who lived in Lancaster and West Chester
came and we ate and played. It was great they didn't live next door but we
still seemed close back then.

Thanks for answering my e-mail. Although we didn't really get acquainted back
then it was nice to hear from you.

April (Snavely) Rissinger

Hey, do you guys have any pictures of Mike, Jennie and Silvio or
any other
> > old pictures. I'd love to put an album up for you all.
> >
> > Pooge

Pooge:
>
> I do have pictures of Mike, Jennie, Sivie and Trent. I have a
family picture,
> but my mother and Uncle Willie are not on it because they were not
born when it
> was taken. By the attire, it looks to be late 1900's.
>
> April
 

Hi April,
 
It would be great to get those pictures up on the website. I'm terribly behind on uploading pictures but I will get them all up there if you get them to me.  If you can scan them, that's great but scan them individually please.  If you can't scan them, you can send them to me and I will scan them but I do worry about things getting lost in the mail so duplicates would be better.  You can also scan pictures at Walgreens and other places that will put them all on a CD for you.
 
April, I've really enjoyed seeing you and Rosmary and Suzie getting together and sending emails about you childhood days.  ....Great!
 
Pooge 
 

 

Hi April,
What was your aunt's name that had the post office in Kennett
Square, PA. I think it was Ralph and Della but I am not sure. Do
you still see her children. I think one of them has a picture that
my dad drew and painted with oil paints. I am anxious to see the
pictures of Aunt Jenny and Uncle Mike.
Rose

Rose:

Hi! Their last name was Meyer. The post office was in Pocopson. I do see my
cousin Jeanette and last Summer my cousin Paul was here from California. When
my Aunt Della past away back in the sixties I did not see them as often. Ralph
later married Mary Grimes. Do you remember her? Her Dad was Batitia. I might
have that spelled incorrectly. They lived accross the street from my Cousin
Carl and Lydia.

My brother and I have to go through pictures. We don't want to send Pooge the
same things.

April



 

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Hi Pooge, I read the article and we are famous! If it wouln't of been for you
Rosemary and I might of never connected. Count on me for the Polenta Party. I
haven't had that in 30 years. My Aunt Jennie Luppinetti was the last person to
make it for me. Sadly I don't make it.

April
 
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Subject: [OldWestAnnville] Re: memories
April,
I can't wait for the reunion, it will be so much fun. The time on
Queen street was the best. I think of the "good old days often".
Rose
 
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Subject: [OldWestAnnville] Re: memories
Pooge, I was just getting ready to send you the article and I see
you found the link. It is a wonderful article. I am so glad that I
happened to see it. I called Eva Jane and told her all about it and
she is equally as excited as I am about seeing the site. I am sure
we will see her in the group soon.
Rose
 

Thanks Rosemary,
It will be great to hear from Eva Jane.  We were talking about her some time back.

Pooge

rose........ .......thanks for your note.. its been a long time since ive seen eva jane also..You kids were socute!!!... ..Im  enjoying my stay in italy...we should have a reunion over here some time.. give my best to Eva Jane!!!!!!!! !!!!!! THANKS  JOHN
 

 
-----Original Message-----
From: lrportas@yahoo. com
To: OldWestAnnville@ yahoogroups. com
Sent: Tue, 19 Sep 2006 10:49 PM
Subject: [OldWestAnnville] Re: memories

John, I too can't wait for all of us to get together.  It has been 
many years since we have seen eachother.  Eva Jane and I were 
talking last night and she is equally as excited as I am.  Can't 
wait!!!! Rose

--- In OldWestAnnville@ yahoogroups. com, NAPA422@... wrote:
>
>  ROSEMARY I CAN T  WAIT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!!  JOHN BERNARDO
>  
>  
> -----Original Message-----
> From: cmralr3@...
> To: OldWestAnnville@ yahoogroups. com
> Sent: Tue, 19 Sep 2006 1:10 AM
> Subject: Re: [OldWestAnnville] Re: memories
> 
> 
> Me too.  I was sad when you moved to Lebanon. 
> Quoting lrportas <lrportas@...>:

I SURE HOPE WE WILL SEE EVA JANE ON THIS SITE AND JOSEPHINE RAGGIUNTO JONES....... . I NEVER SAW HER CHILDREN, AND IT HAS BEEN MANY YEARS SINCE I HAVE SEEN JOSEPHINE!!! !!!! JOHN

 

Hi John,
 
Thanks for the note from "The Old Country".  I know I felt the same way when I visited there several years ago.  It's a wonderful experience.  I'd love to visit again soon.
 
Have a great time, John.  Drink some wine for me.
 
Dr. Pooge

 

 

DR POOGE,, I CANT DRINK ALL THE MULTEPULCIANO D ABRUZZO WINE HERE , BUT IM TRYING!!!!!! JOHN 
 

HA John,  I like the wine a lot so be sure to drink a lot for me.  I know you will do great.
Pooge

THIS IS WONDERFUL AND HILARIOUS READING THESE STORIES FROM THE NEXT GENERATION KIDS.. WE TOO GOT OUR TONGUES STUCK ON THAT IRON RAIL IN THE WINTER,  AT THE OLD SCHOOL.. !!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!! ! THIS IS AMAZINGGGGGGGGGGGGG GGGGGGGGGGGGG. . JOHN BERNARDO

 

I CANΰT WAIT TO SEE ALL THE NEW PICTURES ON THE WEBSITE,,,,, THAT ARTICLE IN THE PATRIOT NEWS REALLY PRECIPITATED LOTS OF EMAIL,, I HAD 65 EMAILS TODAY ..IM STILL IN ITALY USING A HOTEL COMPUTER. WHAT FUN!!!! JOHN 

 

 
 hi guys and girls..im still in italy.. warm and sunny today..found the relatives..I ll just have to stay in pa ove charistmas!! !, Or, may go to florida early and come home for christmas and the reunion an polenta party...Great to see so many new faces emerging on this site....i  havent  seen these kids from the west end of annville in FIFTY YEfARS!!!!!! !!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!      You CANT all be that old!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!
 anyway, looking forward to seeing all you KIDS!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!! !! John bernardo

 

April, I remember you well.  I thought your name was Snavely, but I am horrible with names...having many senior moments.  I hope that we do have a huge gathering.  I am for that.  My dad and mom are moving back to Annville Oct 1.  My dad Dick Rotunda went to Annville High School, but moved his Sr. year in High School to CA.  Then his family came back again.  He and my mom come up from SC to Old Annville Days.  He and John Bernardo were buddies in school.  I know that he will feel like he is home again. 
I must say that my dad warned me not to stick my mouth against those metal railings at the old school on Queen St. But the pipe just called to me and I stuck my tongue and lips on it - then I found out why he told me that!!! When I was in 1st and 2nd grade at that school, we used to play boys catch the girls.  I don't know why - and I don't know what we would do if we caught each other - but I was leader of the girls and Greg Colvin was leader of the boys.  In second grade he stole this big ring from his mom and gave it to me.  I still have that ring!!!  I was so in love with him in 2nd grade, and after that, I just got it in my head to never speak to him again.  And, I didn't!1!
I remember Carmella.  I had Rusty Goodman as a patient recently and it was reliving my childhood with his sister Patty.  When he passed away, I was so upset. 
I forgot about Davis's Pharmacy.  I used to go in there for a vanilla or cherry coke.  One year I bought my dad deodorant for Father's Day from there.  I didn't know what deodorant was, but I figured it was for men, so he would like it!  The bank looked so big to me when I was little.  And now I go in there and think, hummm I must have really been little.  When I was 6 we lived at Lisky Apartments right off South White Oak and near the creek - Jim Deimler tells me that I was the only child at the playground wearing a party dress and patent leather shoes, and that no one was allowed to talk to me...my dad was always with me!!!
I tell my daughters that I used to love to make mudpies.  They don't grasp the concept.  I remember Buck and Mary Windle lived there too.  They had two boys and my Aunt Robin and I talked Gary Windle into eating poison berries.  I guess we didn't like him too much.  He had a brother Chris...don' t know whatever happened to them.
I can taste all that wonderful Italian cooking just thinking of it.  I sure miss those days.  My dad always says that youth is wasted on the young.  He is right.  I never knew how good life was back then. 
Susan Rotunda Brown


NAPA422@AOL. COM wrote:
THIS IS WONDERFUL AND HILARIOUS READING THESE STORIES FROM THE NEXT GENERATION KIDS.. WE TOO GOT OUR TONGUES STUCK ON THAT IRON RAIL IN THE WINTER,  AT THE OLD SCHOOL.. !!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!! ! THIS IS AMAZINGGGGGGGGGGGGG GGGGGGGGGGGGG. . JOHN

 

Sue:

So good of you to answer my e-mail. Never stuck my tongue on that pole or
anyother one, but I remember that school and walking by there on my way to
catch the bus to St. Mary's school at St. Pauls.

The boys chase girls game was also popular at St. Mary's. The children were
all
jammed into a fenced in parking lot called the school yard. My brother is
about 7 years older than me and he was on the safety patrol there and he would
watch me like a hawk. The nuns did not like our boys chase girls game.

I do remember Davis Pharmacy and also the bank. I only ventured down into the
bustling metropolis of downtown Annville with my parents. I do remember once
crossing the Main Street (a real no-no for me) when I was 6 or 7 years old with
a papersack full of coins that I saved. I wanted roller skates in the worst
way and my parents would not buy them for me so being the independent woman I
was I bought my own skates. Scratch Smith who was a good friend of my Uncle
Mike's gave me the skates for the sack of coins. I am sure I really did not
have the full amount for the skates whatever they cost, but out of the goodness
of his heart or his friendship for the family he gave them to me. Well
needless to say my parents were impressed with my stubborn independence and yet
I went against two of their parental commands. No skates and do not cross the
highway.

I heard about Rusty from his cousin, Karen Pelligrini. I do remember him from
school and of course Patty.

So you made mudpies too. My friend, Kathy Rieker, and I did that everyday.
One
time we got into my Uncle Mike's hot peppers that he had drying in his out
shanty where he kept his tools. We thought they would be pretty as decorations
in our mudpies. Well what can I say. Tears and screams followed. We didn't
realize what they were. The peppers burned our hands and then of course we
stuck our fingers in our eyes. My poor Aunt Jennie who was our babysitter at
the time cured us with sips of Chicken soup. I forgot about that until you
mention mudpies. Till this day I won't have anything to do with hot peppers.

Do remember the place on White Oak Street where you could get snow cones in the
Summer. I think it was Funk's garage. It is a house now. I remember walking
there from the Playground with some friends. I think they were a dime. They
sure were good on a hot day.

You mentioned the playground. I did go there, but I wasn't allowed to get into
the pool. I just went for the crafts and the merry go rounds. I wasn't
allowed on the seesaws or the sliding boards either. My parents were very
protective. Maybe that is why I am so independent now.

April
 

Rose,,My favorite at christmas time was the food,,,,,,,, ,,,,,,, and anisette.... The patries,,,,, ,especially CAGINETTI were wonderful,, they had chocolate and chestnuts in them, deep fried, like small ravioli,, but sweet..and deliciouis.. ..They make them here where i am in the ABRUZZO region of italy,,,,,,, , I face the Adriatic sea...  My dad was born about two miles from here.. Visited all my relatives here in Italy,, except a couple  of
  Frattarolis  who i will see tomorrow, hopefully. It will be great to see you again!!! john

 
 

Well, you better let me in on the date and time if we are having Ernie's sausage!!!
 
Every holiday since I was a child, we have had a traditional meal and an Italian meal.  Every Sunday my mother would have sauce simmering on the stove and my dad and brothers would be dipping bread - "sauce bread". 
 
Al, Eva Jane can really cook!  I still haven't gotten any  of her calimari on Christmas Eve. 
 
April, yes that was Funck's garage that sold the snow cones - all sizes 10 cents to 25 cents.  We would get them on our walk home from school.
 
I was an adult in a child's body just like you.  My mom sent me to Dr. Sheese (sp?) by myself when I was 6.  I had a tooth ache.  He said he was going to pull my 6 year molar - I said, "oh no,  you're not!" and tried to get out of the chair.  He tied me in with a sheet and pulled my pony tail - and pulled that tooth!! I still have a space where that tooth was - an ever-present memory of the dentist - I walked home very indignant and was angry with my mom for sending me there - we had a real heart to heart talk about why I was never going to the dentist ever again!  I am afraid of the dentist to this day!
 
Do you remember the food locker in the alley behind the library?  My Mimi would walk me to the locker to get some meat and I could get an ice cream cone.  WOW I loved that. 
 
Now that you mention it, April, we didn't have any playground equipment - so I guess that is why we played boys catch the girls - imagine that today??? We used a stone to draw a hop scotch, or 4 square.  And jump rope - ooohhh I was good at that.  But it put holes in my shoes - had to resort to the old cardboard in the shoe!    How about those roller skates and the skate key?  That pulled the soles off my shoes.  My shoes were made of alligator.  I hated them.  My mom loved them.  She won.  Or those hideous red oxford shoes...oh man.  And pony tails....everyone had a pony tail.  I think that is why I have thinning hair - she pulled that thing so tight....UGH
 
And how many Mickey Mantle baseball cards did we put in our bicycle spokes?? Wish I had those baseball cards today! 
 
Someone else mentioned the Halloween parades and each grade would dress alike and march in the parade.  I just remember 1st grade and we were all mice. 
 
I wasn't permitted to go to the Astor or to the CoEd - my dad said that hoods hung out in there.  I didn't know what a hood would do but I didn't want to find out either.  I was pretty afraid of that place.  I mean hoods???? YIKES
 
My dad sold ice cream for First or it may have been Furst Ice Cream.  He drove a truck all over the coal regions.  I was not in school yet, so he would take me with him sometimes.  We would sing "How much is that doggy in the window" and then he would ring the bell on the truck, DING DING - oh what fun.  He wasn't really supposed to take me to work with him, so when he pulled into the plant, he had me duck down on the seat....I didn't know what they would do to us if they caught us, but I didn't want to get locked in that freezer!!
 
My Mimi and Dada got their furniture at Kreamer's and so did my parents, and then so did I when I got married.  It's a tradition... ..
 
Yes, I remember Karen Pelligrini.  We were in girl scouts together.  Mrs. Goodman was an assistant leader and her daughter Sally was a baby then.  We got out child care badge by taking care of her!
 
The 5 and 10 had pop guns, and plastic goop you put on the end of a straw and blew plastic bubbles, pea shooters (you'll shoot your eye out!  Or aspirate a pea!  It's a wonder any of us survived!) and bows and arrows, and triangular erasers with a wooden head to make it look like a little Asian person - and those black and white scottie dog magnets!!! My husband has no idea what those were - I loved those.  And of course rubber snakes.  And remember the gum ball machines that had a special striped ball that you got extra candy for???
 
What wonderful memories.... I am jogging mine as I write -
Susan
 

Sue:

You really have a great memory. I remember Dr. Sheetz too. I hated going
there. I didn't go there alone like you, my Dad used to take me. What
torture.

Sundays were pasta days and Thursdays as well. I loved sauce bread. I still
try to have pasta at least once a week. I did learn to make pasta the
traditional way. My Mom used to make carbonara alot. I haven't tried that
yet but my Cousin, Carl Lupinetti, and I are making plans to do it. We both
love it and miss it.

Did you collect the Finks bread labels? The Finks owned a piece of property in
S Annville with a pool and they would let you swim there if you had a label for
admittance.

I know in previous e-mails people mentioned the rag man which I think all the
kids were afraid of, but no one mentioned the Italian man who came from Reading
with a box truck full of cheeses, meats, olives, olive oils and all the yummy
Italian goodies. I remember him coming to our neighborhood, and Snavely the
butcher with his little staionwagon. He would give the kids lolly pops.

You are right how did we survive at all as kids without bike helmets, seat
belts
and car seats. We are lucky to be alive! It is amazing that we could have
great times with the simplist of toys or with no toys at all. Mud, boxes,
rope....

My tricyle not only ran on baseball cards but it also ran on matchbook covers
or
some other kind of cardboard. Remember cereal boxes with the neat toys inside.
I think my Mom got a whole set of dishes from the inside boxes of some
laundry soap. Milk sure tasted good out of that glass bottle after the cream
was scooped off the top. My Mom made butter from that.

How about Easter and the wonderful Easter bread and traditional fritata with
aspargus and parmesean cheese and of course that wonderful melt in your mouth
prosutto (I probably have that spelled incorrectly) .

Food was a big part of Italian gatherings. Our parties and picnics were based
on the family,the traditions and the food.

April
 

Subject: prociutto
  i remember when my uncle shoemack(silvio antonelli)would butcher a
hog.he did it around Thanksgiving. they had a huge cast iron kettle in
the backyard to cook off the fat to make lard.they made their own
sausage. i remember that he made a sausage stuffer from an old electric
motor. he also made his own prociutto. he had drying stands in the
attic where he would rub the hams with sat and pepper and salt peter.he
would also turn them every couple of days.
  i also remember hispey and my aunt Minnie making their own annisette
and roalia  a green liquer...........al capretti

Al, I did not know Aunt Minnie made Annisette. I know my mom made
it a couple of times and it sure was good. I don't know what the
other green liquer is but I am sure I would like it, you know me.
Rose

 

Some friends in Florida make Limoncello,, ,,,, I have the recipe.. but couldn't buy the grain alcohol in the liquor stores in PA.......... .... and I bought three bottles in italy,, and they confiscated it in new york,,,,,,, coming through Security!!!! !!!!!!!!! !!!! If any of you ever travel to Europe  DONT GO THROUGH Charles De Gaulle Airport in Paris,, it is a NIGHTMARE!!! !!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!! !! even the French get lost in that place!!! john

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Uncle John:

Some people use Vodka.

Love;

April
 

april,, i like vodka!!  I'll have to try that!!!! thanks  uncle john

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DR. POOGE,

WENT TO MASS THIS EVENING AND MET MY SISTERS MARY AND BONNIE AND HELEN LUPINETTI AT YOUR MOM'S PLACE...... TO SEE HER AND DOLORES... SHE  HAD POLENTA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WE ATE SOME COLD,, BUT IT WAS DELIIOUS!!!.. IT WAS GREAT SEEING DOLORES AGAIN,,, I HAVE A COLD BIG TIME,, NOSE,, HEAD,, EARS..I PICKED UP SOME FRENCH GERMS ONTHE PLANE FLYING BACK FROM ITALY,, AND MY RESISTANCE WAS RUN DOWN,,,,,,,,DOLORES AND I DISCUSSED SOME OF THE PLANS FOR THE REUNION AND POLENTA PARTY... WE DISCUSSED DATES BETWEEN CHRISTMAS AND NEW YEAR.. AND TALKED ABOUT THE POSSIBILITY OF BAD WEATHER AT THAT TIME,,,, WE DISCUSSED  SITES,,,,, AMERICAN LEGION,,,,(EHICH DOESN'T ALLOW COOKING),, BENI'S RESTAURANT IN PALMYRA. OR THE CHURCH HALL,, ST PAULS...............CHARGING A FEE TO COVER COSTS...THE INVITATION LIST..   I THINK I WILL FORM A CXOMMITTEE OF SOME LOCALS AND CHARLIE MARIANI,, AND REVIEW ALL THESE ISSUES AND COME UP WITH SOMETHING CONCRETE,, OR SEND A QUESTIONNAIRE TO THE WEB SITE,TO GET SOME OPINIONS AND IDEAS................. WHAT DO YOU THINK???  I HAVE SOME MUSIC FROM ITALY,,, i'LL GET CHARLIE'S INPUT ALSO  AND FORWARD COPIES OF THIS TO SOME OTHER LOCAL FOLKS,,,,,,,,, AND GO FROM THERE,,,,,,,,,,SAW SOME WONDERFUL VIDEOS OF YOUR CHRISTMAS AT YOUR MOMS.......... WHAT TALENT IN YOUR FAMILY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11111111  BACK LATER,,CIAO  JOHN

 

Hi John,
 
Thanks for the update on your visit with Mom and Dolores.  I'm glad you all got together.  You plan for the polenta party sounds good.  I'll leave all that planning and logistics in your very capable hands. I know it will be great. 
 
Take care of that cold, John.
 
Ciao,
 
Pooge

 

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Subject: [OldWestAnnville] xmas eve
i remember leaving midnight mass and getting together.we started at
flip and gark marianas house and went from house to house.we hitall the
homes in the italian community'ending at the bottom of the hill at the
bernardos.it was a total all nighter....al
 

 

 

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hey al  , i rememer that too......... ..We had to take a nap in the afternoon of Christmas eve,, so we could stay up all night, and greet all the wonderful friends who visited once a year for some cheer, laughs, food. and goodwill at Christmas,, What a special time that was.  My mom was making cookies and cagginettis all week!!!!!..Where have those days gone???????? ??????  the people are gone,, and so those days are gone,,,,,,,, ,, sad......... . John

 

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That was definitely the best night of the year!!!!
Frank viozzi
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I remember that very well.  Those were the best times. We ate, drank, and sang with visitors all through the night.  When I got a little older I made the rounds with the gang too.  It was the most exciting time of the year.
 
Pooge 
 

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Dr.Frank,, it was especially nice if it was snowing,,,,, , trudging through the snow  to midnight mass,,, Everyone had their Christmas lights on all night,, and the Trees glistened in the windows..... ...... Who WALKS to church any more?   The choir rehearsed those Christmas songs fro months,, and  the music at midnight Mass was always especially beautiful... . Remember Mary ODonnell, ,the Choir Director who played that PUMP organ in the choir loft of the old St. Paul's on Main Street????  She directed that choir for many years!!..... ...I remember my sister Bonnie and Curley ging to choir practice!!  Midnight Mass was always standing room only,,, many protestants came to our Midnight Mass, and  many people who just went to church on Easter and Christmas... .....We called them the four-time Catholics,,, ,,, church at christening, , Chirstmas , Easter and at  their funerals.!!. ......Everyone had to make th eir :Easter Duty",, and attend mass at Christmas!!    Ahhhh memories,,!  John

 

 

 

 

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