02-12-2010
( Reply#: 4974 ) |
Tom J |
I don't have anything to contribute, Bob, but I sure do thank you for posting something! It has been WAY too quiet in here.
I hope this will get the ball rolling again.
Tomster |
02-12-2010
( Reply#: 4975 ) |
BobK |
Yes it has Tom. I think we have been spending a lot of time over at Planet Hammond. Not that that is a bad thing, it's new and a lot of posting is happening. |
02-12-2010
( Reply#: 4976 ) |
tom w |
Bob; Chuck was in MY classes at Irving. Timko and Ulackie were not. I saw Tim
ko in a fight at Tech with a guy the same size as him. Whed the blows landed, the ground shook. I'll never forget that one. Me and Walt were walking down the hall at Tech one day between classes. someone said something funny and Walt laughed. When he laughed, he turned to me and shoved. I was pushed into the fire hose cabinet instead of the wall. The glass door exploded. We both just laughed and continued on to our shops. I think Chuck went on to Hammond High. Two houses west of Stuers station was a little house set way back on the lot. That was my Uncle Dick who worked for the school board for many years. He also worked for Beatty Machine on 150th between Oak and Ash. Thanks again for rekindeling memories. I hope that it isn't my posts that people won't respond to. If so, I'd like to know. Thanks Tom W |
02-12-2010
( Reply#: 4977 ) |
Tom J |
Tom, there is nothing wrong with your posts. Whatever gave you that idea?
We are just in one of our lulls around here. I believe some of the posts that would have been made here are being made on Planet Hammond. That is a cool place, and I enjoy it myself, but we don't have to completely forsake Sheptalk for the sake of Planet Hammond. We can post both places.
Tom |
02-12-2010
( Reply#: 4978 ) |
BobK |
Tom W, thanks for correcting my misspelling of names. I surprised I even remembered them but when I saw what used to be the station on the corner in Google Earth it brought back some of my memory of Chuck. When I get back home I'll have to look at my year books. |
02-13-2010
( Reply#: 4979 ) |
tom w |
Tom; Thanks for the kind words. I really wonder why a topic has 3 or 4 messages and 250 or so hits, you know?
Bob; Dont pay any mind to my spelling cause I'm only guessing too. Chances are you are correct too most of the time. Do you remember Tommy Turnam or Ernest Roth? How about Guffy Whitler or Charco or Hinky Novak. How about Terry Ulm? Coach Thompson was let go because of his drinking I think. Bernie Kreuger took his place for a while.
Tom W |
02-13-2010
( Reply#: 4980 ) |
BobK |
Yes to Tom Turnam and Guffy Whitler and no to Roth, Ulm and Novak. Did Roth have a sister? I seem to remember a girl named Roth. Guffy's home seemed to be a store front on Hoffman. I also seem to recall a Jerry Bean? on the north side of Hoffman between Cedar and Pine and Pat Cochran on Ash or Hickory just south of Hoffman. Judy Dec on Cedar and Delece? Vargas. I think your spelling of the names is correct. I wish I had a list of the name of my graduating class. Alex Wrobloski comes to mind and there was a guy that lived on Huehn that I can't remember. There was also a guy that I seemed to fight with all the time, you'd think I could remember his name, that in our last fight I accidentally kneed his jewels and that was the end of our fights. I was not a fighter, most of the time we just had pushing matches.
On graduation day during lunch Bob Rowe and I dropped a firecracker through the library mail slot. Someone turned us in and when we got back to school for the ceremony we had a little meeting with Mr Lockey.
Bernie must not have taken Thompson's place for too long because he came to Hammond High not too long after me. |
02-13-2010
( Reply#: 4981 ) |
BobK |
OK, I squeezed my brain and it was Mike Soy who lived on Huehn and I think Alex was his neighbor. Other names that I squeezed out are Dottie Berdine, Dave Barnett, Paul Toth and Barbara Brown. |
02-13-2010
( Reply#: 4982 ) |
tom w |
Bob; I was the skinniest kid that ever went to Irving so I tried to stay away from fights. My brother usually played cleanup for me but I always wished that he didnt. I got into it with Roth and Raymond Yark and a few others. I always wished that I was bigger. To make things worse, I had a traumatic cataract on one eye which was a magnet for comments. Nowdays the eyes are fixed and I'm at 265 so I'm more comfortable in my skin. LOL. I think you meant Jerry Beeman?
Now I can see lots of faces but I'm having trouble matching names with them. Tommy Turnham was a very good friend of mine. He lived behind my uncles house on Ash St. I got cute one day at lunchtime and I think I hurt him bad. I never knew for sure because he never spoke to me again. Stupid and very sad. Do you know when you have to leave? I was in Bass Pro Shop Friday looking for boots. Tom W |
02-14-2010
( Reply#: 4983 ) |
tom w |
Hey Bob. How about Sue Myers, Natalie Pepin, Sherry Pomerville,Carol Woods, Carol Rose, Carol Wells, Pat Conlin, Maureen Bodie, Pricilla Myers? How bout Butch Bremer, Larry Bryant, Gary Lynks, Hinky Novac Jerry Oller, Jerry Brecklaw, Tommy Brewer, Jack Brewer, the kid whose dad owned the Texaco station at Chicago Ave and Calumet? His last name was Spak. Did you know George Whiddon? He was my best friend for many years until he died a few years ago. Hopefully some of these names wil stir up some memories for you. Tom W |
02-14-2010
( Reply#: 4984 ) |
BobK |
The only one that hits me is Gary Links.
I can't believe anyone was skinnier than me. I did everything I could to put on weight, including Weight On, and nothing worked except marriage.
We aren't planning on going back until late April unless it's warmer there than here. Vancouver's been warmer than here.
My daughter and her family are flying in the 22nd of March and I'll be picking them up on the 23rd. I could leave early and we could meet for coffee. |
03-06-2010
( Reply#: 5077 ) |
HassoBenSoba |
Speaking of that gas station on the NW corner of Hoffman and Columbia--- I remember the day in September of 1954 when our family moved from our house on Hoffman to our new home on Magoun in Woodmar, where life would be beautiful.
On moving day, I remember sitting in the front seat of a flat-bed truck---the kind with the wooden slats along the sides of the bed, loaded with our belongings. The driver of the truck was Mike Muse, my dad's best friend; I (at age 3) was sitting in the middle, with my dad on my right. The truck was sitting in the parking lot of that very same gas station (the owner was a friend of my dad's); we had just gassed up, the truck facing south, as Mike M. put it into gear and we left North Hammond for good.
Here is a photo taken at our home at 1013 Hoffman, probably in the fall of 1951. My dad, cool as ever, with my big brother Mike standing and...hmmmm...that papoose-like thing my dad is holding must be me.
[IMG]http://i989.photobucket.com/albums/af12/HassoBenSoba/HoffmanStreet0001.jpg[/IMG]
I have pracitcally NO memories of 1013 Hoffman...I was too young. The one thing that I DO recall is my being locked in the coal bin in the basement as a punishment for some infraction or other. It only lasted about a minute, but it was a real donwer.
LR |
03-12-2010
( Reply#: 5100 ) |
tom w |
Larry; I think my uncle's address was 1137 Hoffman so you would have lived in the next block west. Also on the corner of Elm and Hoffman, I had another aunt and uncle! Do you guys remember the
whistle at Queen Anne candy or the smell of all of the Turtles that they made? I also remember going to Wolf Lake on my bike and the smell of the Amazo factory. Tom W |
03-13-2010
( Reply#: 5107 ) |
HassoBenSoba |
Tom,
I have barely ANY memories of Hoffman St, since I was too young. I only remember Queen Anne from 66-67, when the Hammond city bus we rode to Noll always stopped at the factory to let the workers out. One of the daily passengers was a tall, pasty-faced old woman who worked at Queen Anne's that my brother Mike and I referred to as "The Ghost". I clearly remember a morning in early '67 when we were riding a city bus that had a new type of rear exit door; instead of the door opening automatically, the passenger had to use its handle to push it open. So here's "The Ghost" standing in the rear stairwell, waiting to get off at Queen Anne's; the bus stopped, but she didn't know that she was supposed to activate the door herself. I was seated up in the front behind the driver, and my brother Mike was sitting somewhere else. The bus driver just sat and did nothing, while an uneasy silence set in over the 30 or so passengers, none of whom did anything to help.
Leave it Mike to take things into his own hands by shouting "Push the Door, stupid!" at the top of his lungs......which solved the problem.
43 Years later, I STILL don't believe he did it (!) |
03-13-2010
( Reply#: 5108 ) |
tom w |
Man, Larry, You have the unique talent for opening up floods of memories for me. I remember when they installed those doors. I used to try and get the window seat behind the back door so I could watch the people trying to sneak on without paying. I once watched a kid run 30 miles an hour foor one block because he got his jacket stuck on the closed door because the door closed before he could jump on. I looked at the driver in the rear-view mirror and he was looking directly at me with a smirk on his face. Times sure have changed!
Anyway it was neat to sit and watch the people trying to deal with the new style doors. many just hung on the bell cord. Some got really mad and swore at the door even after they got off. some got mad at the driver. (huh?) Some were, however, fast learners who just smiled to themselves.
Speaking of busses in Hammond, There was a bus driver that everyone knew and liked named Steve Housty. He drove the number 2 bus to North Hammond. He knew most of his fares by name and if he didn't know you, he still had something nice to say. He told me one time that it was the weekend close to Christmas. He pulled his bus up to the side door at Woolworths and as usuall, ther was a bus full of people waiting to get on. A good number of them were little old ladies with babushkas and Goldblatt shopping bags As the bus got full and Steve pulled away , one old lady was franticly going thru her shopping bag and repeating more and more loudly, "My Asprins, my asprins." evidently she couldnt find a bottle of asprins that she had purchased. Steve looked up in his rear view mirror and yelled with a almost deadpan face, "Stick it out the window lady, I aint got time to stop." True story If you dont get it, you say "my asprins" a few times. You'll get it Thanks Larry and thanks Steve
Tom W |
03-14-2010
( Reply#: 5120 ) |
duane |
I don't doubt this is a true story....but it is also a very old joke that has been told for ages, all around the country. |
03-14-2010
( Reply#: 5121 ) |
tom w |
Ok, Well, I do apologize. I believed him. Sorry. Tom W |
03-14-2010
( Reply#: 5125 ) |
HassoBenSoba |
I heard that joke back in '63 while standing in line outside the Ace (soon to be the Kennedy) Theater, waiting to get in for the Saturday matinee. As I recall, it was a much longer joke, and the "asprin" part was just the beginning (but the funniest part of the whole thing).
LR |
