As we enter a new decade it is appropriate for us to roll the calendar back a century and examine Bridgeville one hundred years ago. According to the 1920 Census its population that year was 3,092, still significantly smaller than its neighbors, Carnegie and Canonsburg, but enough bigger than the mine patch towns in the nearby townships to be an important commercial center, filled with small businesses. Evidence of the proliferation of these businesses is an advertisement in the January 21, 1920, Canonsburg “Daily Notes” for Franco-American Coffee, “Begin Tomorrow with a Smile”, that lists area dealers where it can…

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Although it is still 2019 as I write this, it will be a brand-new year by the time it is published. In addition, we will be deep into a new decade, the tenth one which I will enjoy. Even more impressive is the fact that my nonagenarian friends will be celebrating their eleventh decade – that is impressive! Like any other year, 2019 was full of ups and downs. We lost half a dozen “best friends”, each of whom had lived long, productive lives. This makes our continued contact with current friends and with family members even more precious. Rather…

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In today’s world Wikipedia has replaced the Britannica as a basic reference for significant, as well as trivial, information. Wikipedia follows a simple format for similar subjects. For small communities they always include a topic entitled “Notable People”. The Bridgeville entry in this category includes seven persons – five athletes and two writers. The criterion for being included in this list is unknown to us. Synonyms for “Notable” include “worthy of note”, “remarkable”, “distinguished”, “prominent”, “outstanding”, “eminent”, and “prestigious”. That would appear to be a good context for considering candidates for this designation. As a point of reference, Wikipedia credits…

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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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