Did you know that Lincoln's Birthday has never been a U. S. Federal Government holiday? It's easy to assume that it was, until being mashed together with the birthday of the Father of Our Country to form Presidents Day. Nope, Honest Abe never had his own federal holiday.
And the Old Rail Splitter still doesn't. The 'third Monday in February' federal holiday that many states refer to as Presidents Day is officially called Washington's Birthday by the U. S. Government. (This website has a good explanation of the whole thing.)
Sorry, Abe. You might get a mention in the news on your actual birthday – February 12 – if you're lucky. And one hundred years ago today you did, on the front page of the Lorain Journal (shown above). It was a legal holiday in Lorain back then.
Front and center is our martyred President. What's interesting is that the Lincoln Memorial (shown behind him) had only been dedicated two years earlier. So it was relatively new at that point.
Here's a postcard from 1927 showing the still-new monument.
For more Lincoln's Birthday fun, visit some of my past posts:
"The Woman Who Saw Lincoln Twice";
"They Both Saw Lincoln";
"Are You in There, Honest Abe?"; and the
story of a Lorain County man who wrote
The Lincoln Encyclopedia.
As for the rest of that front page, there are plenty of interesting stories: the saga of the three gunmen who robbed the store in Lorain a few days earlier and then fled to Brownhelm, where they divided the loot amongst themselves at the farmhouse of Henry Standen; the discovery of a body in the ruins of an apartment in Cleveland that had burned down; the gruesome discovery of body parts in a carload of cinders in a railcar at Weirton Junction, W. Virginia; the opening of the lid of King Tut's tomb; and the promotion of
Helen Steiner to the state chairmanship of the Women's Public Information bureau of the National Electric Light association.
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I appreciate the well-wishes and concerned comments last week when I took time off from the blog. It's very frustrating to practice healthy habits at home and at work, be current on all recommended shots and vaccines – and then still get sick anyway! I'm nostalgic for the days when being sick meant it was either a cold, the flu or (worst case) pneumonia. Nowadays, it's almost always some sort of infection where you have to wait for it to go away. And I've got a lot of waiting to do.
But even though Mom's been gone for almost a year now, I'm still taking her advice and opened up a jar of the favorite Brady remedy (below).
Dan glad to hear you're on the mend, we missed you. With my constant state of allergies and a stuffy nose I also have a jar of Vick's at the ready! Todd
ReplyDeleteHey Dan! Welcome back!!
ReplyDeleteIn New York City & State, Lincoln's Birthday is an official holiday. So I'm off work today (well, actually everyday since I'm retired).
Good to see you, B'wana!
ReplyDeleteInteresting to see "clew." An old word, referring to a ball of yarn, or twine. "Following a clew" was unraveling that ball, y'see.
ReplyDeleteMy house was Vick's on the front and a mustard plaster on the back. Mom made 'em so hot they'd give you 1st degree burns, but not so bad as that guy getting treated for lumbago by the Three Stooges!
https://www.healthline.com/health/does-mustard-plaster-work-for-coughs-and-colds
Dan - Happy to see you returned to health!
ReplyDeleteDon - Thanks for the etymology of "clew." Always wondered about that.
My favorite article is the one in which a Ku Klux Klansman declared himself the dictator of Herrin, IL.
Glad you're back Dan. But remember, the flannel vicks compress and the vicks inhaler up the snoot are just two legs of the triad. You've got to have that steamer boiling too!
ReplyDeleteI wonder if all that loot was accounted for. Any stories of some still buried at the barn in Brownhelm?
ReplyDeleteWelcome back Dan.I can hear the "Welcome Back Cotter" theme song playing in my head.Too bad about that restaurant owner on 28th St.A revolver is the easiest type of firearm to unload, practically foolproof and yet he left a bullet in the cylinder.A .32 caliber was the same caliber that Charles Bronson used in the classic movie "Death Wish" when he helped clean up the streets of New York City.
ReplyDeleteFeel better Dan. We stopped trying to identify whatever all the stuff going around is - we just call it "The Crud" lol
ReplyDelete"The Crud" is pretty funny. I remember Mom asking me one time to pick her up some 'cheese cruds" from Vermilion Farm Market.
ReplyDeleteMaybe I'll just tell people I have a bad case of 'the punies.'
Welcome back! Glad you're feeling better. I love reading all the news. Much mayhem!
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