Follow up!
| Tom with members of the Roberts clan, as well as Bishop Emeritus of Las Vegas, Joseph Pepe, Archbishop of Las Vegas, George Thomas, and CCSN Board Chair, John Hester. |
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Such a beautiful family! |
And while we're on the subject of beautiful families,
CONGRATULATIONS to Kathy and Chuck Congemi, who celebrated 50 years of wedded bliss on August 16.
And while we're on the subject of beautiful families,
Groucutt Memories
By Joey Callahan
I would occasionally have lunch at Mother Groucutt’s when they lived on Cordova (behind Rayen HS). I especially remember the cakes Mother Groucutt would make.
They had white icing that was pure sugar (and delicious).
I remember being at Mother & Daddy Groucutt’s home on Elm St. (near Bissell) when she was using the sweeper. The sweeper was quite loud and had a headlight. It was a bit frightening actually.
When we (Callahans) lived on west Federal Street behind St. Anne’s church/school we drove to Elm St. to visit Mother and Daddy Groucutt. We took our dog with us but when it was time to return home we couldn’t find the dog. We returned home without the dog. Later that evening while sitting on our front porch the dog returned. We were of course very surprised and amazed that the dog found it’s way back to West Federal St. on it’s own. It’s probable that Mother Groucutt invoked some spiritual influence on the situation.
When visiting M/D Groucutt’s, Uncle Dicky would sometimes be there. He would test me on spelling, especially the word “linoleum”.
When talking with acquaintances who worked in downtown Youngstown, they would always express their admiration for Uncle Dicky and his running of the HR department.
Once when Uncle Dicky, Aunt Louise, Richard and Billy lived behind the Northside Hospital I paid them a visit. They were playing checkers and I ended up in a match with Bill. Even though Bill was (and still is) much younger than me, he beat me (I think he used the Groucutt opening).
I have to thank uncle Dicky for seeing that I had a YMCA membership during my middle school years (grades 7-8-9). I did get a lot of use from the membership, going to the Y several times a week. Still go almost daily.
Sometime around the late 1960’s I bought a Honda motorcycle. Since we didn’t have a garage on Elm Street I had to park it outdoors behind our house. Mother Groucutt heard about this situation and made a cover for the motorcycle.
On 2 or 3 occasions Daddy Groucutt and Uncle Dicky took me to a Pittsburgh Pirates baseball game at Forbes field in Pittsburgh. Each time we went the pirates were playing the San Francisco giants. I remember sitting in the left field stands and getting a relatively close view of Willy Mays when he was in the giants bullpen. Wish I could remember how we got to Pittsburgh, maybe Uncle Dicky had a car, or we took a train. I believe that I still have a program from one of the games.
Once I was driving our family auto to Cordova taking mother Groucutt home from shopping with my mother. The car was a Chrysler product with a push-button transmission. As I began to turn the car onto Cordova, the brakes went straight to the floor, therefore no brakes. I didn’t say anything about the lack of brakes and managed to get the half block to Mother Groucutt’s house by using a low gear and the parking brake. Luckily there was no traffic on Cordova.
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More evidence that the Groucutt girls weren't always perfect angels!
Written by Virginia Naples in 1988
Place: Masury, Ohio
Time: The 1920's and 1930's
Narrator: Virginia Naples
Mom used to get the street car to Sharon to shop, and often when she did this, Dorothy, Ruth and I would make fudge. Now we weren't supposed to use the gas stove unless one of our parents were home, So we had to have the candy made, eaten, and the evidence disposed of before Mum returned home. Fortunately for us, there was a pole across the street with a signal light on it. When the street car was approaching Masury, the light would go on on the pole. One of us would be stationed at the front window, and when the call went out, "The block is on," we knew that our moment of truth was near. Had we cleaned up well enough? Were there any telltale signs of chocolate on our young, disobedient faces?
But Mum was usually so glad to show off her purchases, she didn't notice the guilty looks on our faces!
We think it would be fun to give some updates about what everyone's been doing since the last Gazettes were published in 1989. I'll go first.
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