There are a lot of fun things to look at on this page from the July 3, 1963 Lorain Journal of sixty years ago today. Since it was the day before the Fourth, there were a few timely items.
There's an ominous warning by the Police Chief of Avon about the illegal possession of fireworks. Apparently there had been some complaints, including one in which a youngster tossed a lighted firecracker into a car window.
Since July 4th is almost synonymous with the consumption of hot dogs, the 333 Bar and Restaurant was advertising a special foot long hot dog promotion, with a 24 cents price tag. (Too bad it didn't have chili and cheese on it – yum!)
At Chippewa Lake Park, there was going to be a special 2-mile long parade and a performance by the Al Serafini Orchestra.
And over in Grafton, there was the Grafton Firemen's Carnival, with a parade and fireworks. You could also vote for one of 17 pretty 'firebelles' to be crowned Miss Firebelle 1963. (That's Miss Cindy Kirkpatrick, Miss Firebelle 1962 in the ad, holding a highly combustible straw hat.) I like that the ad tells you to "Take Route 57 All the Way," since Grafton is one of those villages that I'm never quite sure where it is.
There were plenty of things to do to have fun, including taking a cruise on the S. S. Erie Queen, which departed from Lorain; seeing a performance of "Pools Paradise" at the Huntington Playhouse; or dropping by the VFW Social Party in the organization's newly remodeled building on East 19th Street.
Elsewhere on the page: an ad for the A&W Root Beer Stand in Lorain on West Erie; a story about foreign exchange students in Avon Lake; a listing of traffic accidents in Lorain; and the St. Joseph Hospital list of discharges and births.
2 comments:
I remember when I was little my older cousin was playing with fireworks and he blew the tip of his thumb off.He had to go to the ER and get his hand attended to,and he told the doctors that somebody threw a firework at him and he tried to block it with his hand.Nobody got in trouble because of his fabricated story but his missing thumb tip was a reminder of his lie till the day he died.
"Firebelles," eh?
We had summer friends from Picksburgh who used to bring up cherry bombs and M-80s. They stuck them under metal bucket and blew them dozens of feet into the air. Even a goofball like me could tell they were nothing to fool with. We stuck to penny firecrackers; the ones that could only blow out your eyeballs.
We had an exchange student. From Brazil. It was an experience.
Also... The ad for stereo music is pretty cutting-edge. We tend to forget what a Big Deal stereo was. I recall going to a local furniture store and the guy trying to sell Dad a console stereo system. We sat in front of it, and the salesguy played a record with cars going from one side to the other and crowds cheering and severely separated channels of music: marching bands, symphonic music, stuff like that. I thought it was super-neat, but no sale, though. We had a (very small and unfancy) "tin box" and that was good enough for old Dad.
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