Summer's going by quickly, so be sure to make time for all those warm weather fun activities that you waited all winter for.
One of them might be miniature golf, which each successive generation continues to embrace as a pastime. In Vermilion, Romp's Putter Port Mini Golf seems to be busy every time I pass it on a sunny day.
But there was a time when the popularity of miniature golf really did seem to have faded for good – before making a local comeback. And that's the subject of today's post.
Above is the front page of the July 10, 1935 Lorain Journal with the story.
The Depression was in full swing and the miniature golf craze that had started in the 1920s (with courses popping up everywhere) was over, possibly a victim of the bad economic times. But yet the unique sport of sorts was making a comeback in two of the Vacationland resorts.
Here's the story (below), transcribed for your reading enjoyment. Unfortunately, some parts of the story are illegible ; however, I was able to identify and fix some typographical errors, where lines of type were mixed up. You can tell by the tone of the story that the writer had a pretty low regard for the subject of his article!
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Ghost of Past Returns to Life at Beach Spots
Tiny Golf; Once Dead as Dodo Bird, Craze Finds New Vogue at Shore Resorts
A ghost of the past has come to life at two lake shore beach resorts west of Lorain.
It dates back to the heavy antiquity of at least three years ago. Its heyday is within the memory of almost the youngest resident, yet it was considered almost as extinct as the well-known dodo bird.
The “ghost” is a place where normally sane people, holding sticks, trail an infinitesimal pellet around idiotic little lanes and then do some arithmetic on a piece of cardboard which is supplied for that purpose.
There are little hills and valleys and rocks and wooden barriers and three to five-inch holes at the end of each lane.
Signs at the end of each lane bear the inscription, “Par 3,” “Par 4,” “Par3.”
Relics of Forgotten ‘Age’
Three years ago there were thousands of these places scattered all over the country. Some of them were tremendous elaborate affairs, costing small fortunes.
Far, far into the night people [illegible] and [illegible] poked over the little pellets and lanes. It was one of the greatest crazes in American history.
But that, Egbert, was three years ago. They dropped right out of sight. The grass grew up around once well-kept barriers and rapidly grew up into tall weeds.
The dodo bird stage had arrived.
So far as is known the two little places along the lake shore at Crystal Beach and Ruggles Beach are the last surviving relics of the age of miniature golf in northern Ohio.
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As usual, there are plenty of other items of interest on the front page, including: bad flooding in New York and Pennsylvania; President Roosevelt trying to push his New Deal programs through Congress; a "Ship-To-Shore" broadcast highlighting a Lorain exposition; the desire of the Lorain County Humane Officer to electrocute dogs in the pound rather than shoot them; and a 'trained' bear rushing a group of children in Perryville, Arkansas.