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E. L. Myers Residence, Johnsonburg
Photo from a early postcard.
Lloyd H. Yost
adds this information about the house: (Thanks, Lloyd!)
E.L. Myers residence did not belong too him, but
rather to the paper mill. I remember E. L. Myers.
The postcard must be from the late twenties. In the early 30s, Neal
Jones replaced Myers in the nice house and as superintendent at the paper
mill. The Jones' had two daughters, Mary and Martha,
we often walked down First Avenue to public school, opposite the Baptist
Church, together. Last I heard, the house was occupied by the Sisters of the
Roman Catholic Church.
Neal Jones had big antennas up on the hill, and a
HAM radio station in the house. Quality Collins equipment. His call
was W8NUN. He would say "never until now". As a kid it was for
me a big thrill to be invited in by Mr. Jones (an electrical engineering grad
from Carnegie Tech) and to watch him run his radio station and "chat with
the world".
In the post card, two houses are visible to the left of the tall chimney.
The houses are double, two-family houses. Left to right, they were
occupied by the Frantz, Grumley, Summers
and Bressler families. Jake and Teen Frantz
with one son Paul Joseph Christopher Frantz.
Jake was from Medix Run, Teen was from Brookville, Paul married a girl from
Emporium. Jake was an oiler at the paper mill. Paul worked on the
railroad section gang. They are long deceased.
Next were the Grumleys, two or more of their sons
died in World War II. One son, Bill, was in
my 1941 high school class. Daughter Ruth was
secretary to the High School principal, on First Avenue. Mr. Grumley was
the highly respected town cop.
Mr. Bob Summers was a welder at the paper mill.
They had children Blaine, Naomi, Merrit, Robert
(in my '41 high school class), then a daughter, then Grant
and the youngest, Val.
The home I grew up in was just to the left of the photo, next to Frantz.
They were wonderful neighbors all. Mother sold our house to the Bloomy
family. The big double houses have been torn down; and the Episcopal
Church, also to the left behind the trees, has been torn down and the lot is now
parking space for the funeral home now in the former "Penn Club".
Life was wonderful.
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