Category: Water Under the Bridge

Writing a weekly column is an interesting experience, primarily because of the absence of immediate feedback. My family and close friends do comment frequently, but the vast majority of my audience is remote and unknown to me. Occasionally someone I know will remark on something I’ve written or some complete stranger will announce “I recognize you from your picture. You’re the guy who writes that column in the paper. I enjoy it!” Nonetheless I sense a bond with all of our unknown readers and have, for the past few years, set aside this one week to write a Christmas letter…

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About a year ago I heard the Allegheny City Ragtime Orchestra in concert at the Andrew Carnegie Free Library and Music Hall here in Carnegie. I enjoyed that concert immensely and have been looking for a chance to hear them again ever since. Recently, thanks to the website of their leader Tom Roberts, I learned that they would be performing on a Sunday afternoon in Foxburg. Foxburg is located on the Allegheny River just south of Emlenton, where I-80 crosses the river. Seemed like a good excuse for a bit of Sunday driving, so I persuaded my daughter Elizabeth to…

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The November program meeting for the Bridgeville Area Historical Society was an outstanding presentation by Georgeanne Abood Henson about three very special members of the Greatest Generation – her grandfather, George Abood; his cousin, George Shady; and their boyhood friend and neighbor, Peter Calabro. These three young men grew up together in the Baldwin Street neighborhood, served as Army Air Force crewmen in World War II, were shot down, and ended up in the same Prisoner of War Camp. The speaker began her talk with George Shady. He found himself at Hethel Air Base, near Norwich, England, in the summer…

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For me Autumn began this year when the Harvest Moon made its appearance in mid-October as I was returning home from a visit with my daughter Elizabeth and her family. I had just crossed the Ohio River on the Shipbuilders’ Bridge on I-79 and was in the beginning of the big “S” loop heading up the hill toward Moon Run, heading due east, when suddenly I was confronted by a gorgeous golden, oversize, full moon just above the horizon. I was immediately struck with the realization that, even though over one thousand full moons have risen in my lifetime, most…

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My previous column dealing with Lafayette Street in 1939 described a “frontier” neighborhood full of newly constructed houses and numerous vacant lots. As I promised, this week I have imported my brother Joe and our mutual friend, Dale DeBlander, to help describe a much more mature neighborhood, fifteen years later in 1954. By this time I was off in Japan, defending the free world against the Communist menace, so I am happy to have their help. One of several errors in the 1939 column was my reporting that the DeBlanders were already living at 1073 Lafayette Street; Dale refuted this…

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Thanks to an old friend, Gary Davis, I recently had the opportunity to participate in a workshop dedicated to the federal trials at the end of the Whiskey Rebellion. One of the younger members of our “Elderly Gentlemen’s Book Review Club”, Gary is an attorney obligated to earning Continuing Education Credits in jurisprudence each year in order to maintain his license to practice law. Last week the Historical Committee of the Western District of Pennsylvania, of the Women’s Bar Association of Western Pennsylvania put on an event entitled “Spirits of High Treason: Legal Consequences of the Whiskey Rebellion”. Attendance at…

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The Bridgeville Area Historical Society celebrated Halloween last month by deviating from its normal subject matter and wandering off into the supernatural. Bob Cranmer made an interesting presentation based on his book, “The Demon of Brownsville Road”. He prefaced his presentation with an explanation of why he wrote the book, which documents the experiences his family had in their house at 3406 Brownsville Road in Brentwood. In his mind these experiences prove conclusively the existence of God and Satan, Heaven and Hell, and Angels and Demons, and he is committed to bearing witness to the presence of Evil right here…

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I have just returned from a delightful trip to Colorado to visit my daughter Sara and her family. The official rationale for the trip was to see my grandson Ian perform in their high school play, “Clue”. However, the beautiful weather there encouraged Sara to take me into the mountains and soak up the magnificent scenery. The first day we drove up Poudre Canyon. When Jim and Sara first came to Colorado, they lived in La Porte, a small town a few miles northwest of Fort Collins while they attended Colorado State University. La Porte is close to the point…

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I recently had the good fortune to be invited to give a presentation to the Historical Society of Collier Township. My subject was a summary of the seven workshops the Bridgeville Area Historical Society just completed, dealing with George Washington’s seven visits to Western Pennsylvania. Coming up with a title for the talk proved to be easy; a common theme running through the workshops was the way these experiences helped convert an ambitious, athletic twenty-one-year-old into a world-renowned statesman. Hence, “Forging a Character”. The audience was impressive. In addition to Sal Sirabella, Gene Czambel, and a nice group of Collier…

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Family history is a subject that regularly attracts my interest. I am not sure what kicked it off this time, but recently I decided to take another look at the Oyler family tree and see if I can add any information to it. For many years our family has maintained and updated a master copy of our own genealogical history. It actually is a descendancy chart recording all the descendants of Adam Douglas and Annie Malinda Smith Oyler (my grandparents) and a trail of Oyler ancestors back four generations to Johan Georg Euler. At each family reunion we make a…

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